<?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-7088657125763312898</id><updated>2012-02-11T18:54:11.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bolke Bliss</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>185</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-9076401969127145871</id><published>2012-02-10T22:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T22:14:32.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maxwell's Newborn Shoot</title><content type='html'>To see Max's newborn photo shoot go &lt;a href="http://www.michellesallayphotography.blogspot.com/2012/02/gummow-family-welcomes-maxwell.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;I had such a fun time during this shoot.&amp;nbsp;I get the benefit of a great friendship and great talent with Michelle.&amp;nbsp;It was relaxed, fun and I'm sure these pictures will forever be a treasure for our family. Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-9076401969127145871?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/9076401969127145871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=9076401969127145871' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/9076401969127145871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/9076401969127145871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2012/02/maxwells-newborn-shoot.html' title='Maxwell&apos;s Newborn Shoot'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-1415943803745750281</id><published>2012-01-31T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T17:52:12.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maxwell makes his debut</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M0nS4vbfzug/TyS6dIvSeBI/AAAAAAAACHo/AaWine5EBGc/s1600/IMG_1525.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M0nS4vbfzug/TyS6dIvSeBI/AAAAAAAACHo/AaWine5EBGc/s320/IMG_1525.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Taken on 1/16- 1 week before delivering&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dixDCdbuT8Y/TyS6N5DXjvI/AAAAAAAACHg/_9hzTgb27kY/s1600/IMG_1546.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dixDCdbuT8Y/TyS6N5DXjvI/AAAAAAAACHg/_9hzTgb27kY/s320/IMG_1546.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Loving my epidural. Waiting for delivery.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eFkzi5Kf2D0/TyS7D6S5QxI/AAAAAAAACHw/o25wdyNWnaM/s1600/IMG_1564.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eFkzi5Kf2D0/TyS7D6S5QxI/AAAAAAAACHw/o25wdyNWnaM/s320/IMG_1564.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rob giving me the thumbs up from the warmer, while a doctor checks his clavicle&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-glN5FHf1YME/TyS7P2ikvgI/AAAAAAAACH4/2hxBIkvmoQw/s1600/IMG_1574.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-glN5FHf1YME/TyS7P2ikvgI/AAAAAAAACH4/2hxBIkvmoQw/s320/IMG_1574.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Getting his clavicle checked within minutes of delivery,&amp;nbsp;which he and I both&amp;nbsp;hated.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-grF_Sqv62KU/TyS7vCfo26I/AAAAAAAACII/nMSe6Utsbb4/s1600/IMG_1630.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-grF_Sqv62KU/TyS7vCfo26I/AAAAAAAACII/nMSe6Utsbb4/s320/IMG_1630.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My boys&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oR1YkYWVfew/TyS5I2FYq6I/AAAAAAAACHA/chf6t400PeI/s1600/IMG_1687.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oR1YkYWVfew/TyS5I2FYq6I/AAAAAAAACHA/chf6t400PeI/s320/IMG_1687.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Counting toes. There really are 10 although Lindi's count was off.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ftuUg6wNkSE/TyS-DgKZ8MI/AAAAAAAACIo/OTUJQAOcYdE/s1600/IMG_1690.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ftuUg6wNkSE/TyS-DgKZ8MI/AAAAAAAACIo/OTUJQAOcYdE/s320/IMG_1690.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;"this little piggy"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hVlerdK_DN0/TyS9wrdxlZI/AAAAAAAACIY/O-w8TAOoWhE/s1600/IMG_1700.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hVlerdK_DN0/TyS9wrdxlZI/AAAAAAAACIY/O-w8TAOoWhE/s320/IMG_1700.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PT3J-NCQEUo/TyS95I7SiQI/AAAAAAAACIg/Q2uVl0DKUOk/s1600/IMG_1701.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PT3J-NCQEUo/TyS95I7SiQI/AAAAAAAACIg/Q2uVl0DKUOk/s320/IMG_1701.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had to put the not so perfect picture as well as the perfect picture. I'm sure the top photo is more of what life will be like with a newborn and a 2 year old.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hy7fVlU-Xt4/TyS5zFxzg6I/AAAAAAAACHY/bdcbAZrpf0Q/s1600/IMG_1731.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hy7fVlU-Xt4/TyS5zFxzg6I/AAAAAAAACHY/bdcbAZrpf0Q/s320/IMG_1731.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Waiting for the final discharge paperwork. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dUCVRwa3-TU/TyS9m8ZkVHI/AAAAAAAACIQ/MzCPEV28DaY/s1600/IMG_1705.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dUCVRwa3-TU/TyS9m8ZkVHI/AAAAAAAACIQ/MzCPEV28DaY/s320/IMG_1705.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RKZFeJo1Izo/TyS-tMClNDI/AAAAAAAACJI/jnF3DF1z8yk/s1600/IMG_1661.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RKZFeJo1Izo/TyS-tMClNDI/AAAAAAAACJI/jnF3DF1z8yk/s320/IMG_1661.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-njJI80cdyXk/TyS5UD3h-NI/AAAAAAAACHI/2fEMh00D0WI/s1600/IMG_1761.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-njJI80cdyXk/TyS5UD3h-NI/AAAAAAAACHI/2fEMh00D0WI/s320/IMG_1761.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;1/26 Home Sweet Home&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0jvrbO59HWU/TyS5kSONQoI/AAAAAAAACHQ/81tq93xxues/s1600/IMG_1775.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0jvrbO59HWU/TyS5kSONQoI/AAAAAAAACHQ/81tq93xxues/s320/IMG_1775.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;1/27&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6RFLMtRGdM4/TygZt1zigZI/AAAAAAAACJg/gYS8TRg9e7w/s1600/IMG_1672.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6RFLMtRGdM4/TygZt1zigZI/AAAAAAAACJg/gYS8TRg9e7w/s320/IMG_1672.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;﻿﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h6-goTQPrxQ/TygZg6JZsGI/AAAAAAAACJY/eBJil2_AE_Y/s1600/IMG_1675.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h6-goTQPrxQ/TygZg6JZsGI/AAAAAAAACJY/eBJil2_AE_Y/s320/IMG_1675.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;1st family pictures 1/25&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2A847RMbUmI/TygZU2e4vZI/AAAAAAAACJQ/FOzTqFwQJkg/s1600/IMG_1638.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2A847RMbUmI/TygZU2e4vZI/AAAAAAAACJQ/FOzTqFwQJkg/s320/IMG_1638.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;1st bath. Rob is a pro. 1/25&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cBycu4fYEnw/TyiE3WwE5SI/AAAAAAAACKA/2DXUFgB0a0g/s1600/IMG_1799.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cBycu4fYEnw/TyiE3WwE5SI/AAAAAAAACKA/2DXUFgB0a0g/s320/IMG_1799.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have a finger sucker. 1/28&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5zaLloyrpjc/TyiD-SKjDII/AAAAAAAACJw/UGi60f4A81M/s1600/IMG_1870.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5zaLloyrpjc/TyiD-SKjDII/AAAAAAAACJw/UGi60f4A81M/s320/IMG_1870.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;1/31&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maxwell was born on the 24th, one day before my due date,&amp;nbsp;to the surprise of Rob and I. At my appointment a week before, I was only dilated to 1 and the&amp;nbsp;Dr. had scheduled an induction for the following week since we all doubted I would be ready on my own. I was at Ikea with a friend eating lunch with our girls when I turned to her and said, "I think I'm having my 1st contraction". I honestly didn't think much of it until I was driving home and started having a few more. I decided to go the grocery store "just in case" and fill up with gas. Good thing I did. By 4:30 pm when Rob got home I was in full on labor with contractions 6-7 minutes apart. He took Lindi to my brother's house. By the time he came back I was beyond ready to get to the hospital to get my epidural.&amp;nbsp;At&amp;nbsp;6 pm, with contractions 3-4 minutes apart, we were off to the&amp;nbsp;University hospital. That&amp;nbsp;drive has never taken longer. By 7 pm, after check in and monitoring,&amp;nbsp;I was at a 4 with contractions coming every 2 minutes. I&amp;nbsp;began to get "crazy" from the pain and said (ok...shouted)&amp;nbsp;something like "there cannot be another woman who is as&amp;nbsp;far as I am&amp;nbsp;who needs the epidural more than I do!" I&amp;nbsp;was even&amp;nbsp;asking Rob to find my phone so I could start texting all the anesthesiologist I know- I work&amp;nbsp;with the&amp;nbsp;anesthesia department&amp;nbsp;so I know most of them very well. The nurses listened.&amp;nbsp;Ah! the&amp;nbsp;sweet relief of&amp;nbsp;numbness. By 8:30 I was&amp;nbsp;dilated to 7. By 9:30 my water was broke. By 10:09 after 3 sets of 3 pushes my sweet boy was&amp;nbsp;here!&amp;nbsp;The OB was certain his clavicle was broke. He heard and felt it so they wisked my babe off after less than 30 seconds in my arms and had him under the warmer to be examined. I had to wait over 30 minutes to hold and see him again. Torture!!&amp;nbsp;The initial impression during the hospitalization was that his clavicle wasn't broke. However, to my disappointment and annoyance at the hospital pediatrician for not catching it and not doing an x-ray to make sure, it is broken. Max has been a trooper though and only minimally cries. We all adore him. Lindi has been beyond cute with him. Only today did she have a bout of jealousy where she told me "No hold baby brother. Come play." Luckily my mom is here to rescue me from the exhaustion and adjustment of 2 kids. Rob is as wonderful as always. We are praying for the clavicle to heal correctly. But mostly we are just happy he is here and getting cuter by the day!﻿﻿﻿﻿&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-1415943803745750281?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/1415943803745750281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=1415943803745750281' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/1415943803745750281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/1415943803745750281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2012/01/maxwell-makes-his-debut.html' title='Maxwell makes his debut'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M0nS4vbfzug/TyS6dIvSeBI/AAAAAAAACHo/AaWine5EBGc/s72-c/IMG_1525.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-6140714905657049001</id><published>2012-01-14T20:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T20:56:55.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Projects 3 years in the making = DONE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Perhaps Rob has "nesting instinct" kicking in as this baby approaches. I don't mind,&amp;nbsp;because he has tackled 2 big projects that have been in "progress" since we moved in 3 years ago. Part of the problem was that we couldn't find just what we wanted for a price we could afford. This is our mudroom/laundry room. This used to be a closed in closet that had double hung doors and some ridiculous wire shelving that was pretty much useless. Rob took out the&amp;nbsp;wall above where the closet doors hung and patched up the ceiling and walls where he made the cuts. That was about 2.5 years ago. Then it went unfinished because we couldn't figure out how to affordably put in adjustable shelving that was extremely specific to our needs/wants.&amp;nbsp;Hooray for&amp;nbsp;Martha Stewart with her&amp;nbsp;closet organizers from Home Depot. Most of the shelving is moveable and it fits exactly what we need: top shelf is bins for each of our winter gear-boots, snow pants, gloves; other black bins lower down hold flip flops, swimming gear, hats, and the ones close to the bottom are Lindi's shoes and her jackets. Just within her reach to put away herself. The shoe shelves are self explanatory and the shelf just above the laundry bins hold diaper, work and church bags that used to sit on the bench shown in the bottom L corner- with the green foam that I still have yet to create a cover for. I have spent hours dreaming of this being completed as I would trip over piled up shoes just inside the door or have bags sitting every where. Can you tell I'm thrilled?! Rob rocks! &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5-8t73PWQWI/TxDTe5O8L1I/AAAAAAAACGQ/O7R8SgovhoI/s1600/IMG_1436.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5-8t73PWQWI/TxDTe5O8L1I/AAAAAAAACGQ/O7R8SgovhoI/s320/IMG_1436.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3u4-BMQQ2MA/TxDUivuTgoI/AAAAAAAACGg/om5JXYlZQ7Q/s1600/IMG_1437.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3u4-BMQQ2MA/TxDUivuTgoI/AAAAAAAACGg/om5JXYlZQ7Q/s320/IMG_1437.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vbwpbMlZcPc/TxDTqWSQeBI/AAAAAAAACGY/qNjWfI-6fdQ/s1600/IMG_1440.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vbwpbMlZcPc/TxDTqWSQeBI/AAAAAAAACGY/qNjWfI-6fdQ/s320/IMG_1440.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One of my only complaints about this house is the closet space in the Master room. There is one in the bedroom part that is smaller than the bedroom ones in the rest of the house. It just wasn't adequate for both of our clothes. This space is in our Master bathroom just opposite the vanity. It had&amp;nbsp;practically useless&amp;nbsp;wire shelving on one side and&amp;nbsp;two rails on the other to help with the&amp;nbsp;main closet being so&amp;nbsp;small. The trouble is Rob and I&amp;nbsp;get&amp;nbsp;ready at different times in the morning and we would always wake the other up as we would open the bathroom door to get clothes out of the dresser drawers. We knew this space needed to and could do way more than it was currently doing. &amp;nbsp;It has been awesome and now we don't bother each other with blinding light in the morning before the other gets up. It cost us about $800-900 (mostly because of the drawers)&amp;nbsp;to do both closets, which seemed like a lot, but I'm really glad we just went ahead and&amp;nbsp;sacrificed in other&amp;nbsp;budget areas&amp;nbsp;to ease our closet disorganization in 2 highly used rooms of our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DhxalkbAC00/TxDU1L9NmVI/AAAAAAAACGo/Rfmq24vk8tw/s1600/IMG_8757.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DhxalkbAC00/TxDU1L9NmVI/AAAAAAAACGo/Rfmq24vk8tw/s200/IMG_8757.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ksdKbFbTh8s/TxDU80ajtHI/AAAAAAAACG4/F602gO0Lb-s/s1600/IMG_8756.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ksdKbFbTh8s/TxDU80ajtHI/AAAAAAAACG4/F602gO0Lb-s/s200/IMG_8756.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4NywAfd-uxQ/TxDU6Jv2g5I/AAAAAAAACGw/FBi14TOrLZ8/s1600/IMG_8758.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4NywAfd-uxQ/TxDU6Jv2g5I/AAAAAAAACGw/FBi14TOrLZ8/s320/IMG_8758.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-6140714905657049001?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/6140714905657049001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=6140714905657049001' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/6140714905657049001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/6140714905657049001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2012/01/home-projects-3-years-in-making-done.html' title='Home Projects 3 years in the making = DONE!!'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5-8t73PWQWI/TxDTe5O8L1I/AAAAAAAACGQ/O7R8SgovhoI/s72-c/IMG_1436.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-4140798252874698543</id><published>2011-12-16T16:33:00.031-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T21:58:47.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Hiatus</title><content type='html'>&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;I have had numerous blog posts run through my head during the last 6 months. But getting them from my head to here has proved difficult. In the words of my 2 year old, "Mommy, too busy?" This is her new thing whenever I'm on the computer, folding laundry or reading something. It breaks my heart and I realize that she is more important than showing off pictures of her. She is a classic 2 year old and melts my heart, makes me laugh until I wet my pants (not hard to do pregnant), and drives me frustratingly crazy all at the same time. I constantly have an entire roll of toilet paper on the floor, food smeared on every surface, and toys in random cupboards and drawers. I have a love/hate relationship with it all. A funny story from yesterday: Lindi's Aunt Shari was here for a minute and she said "Aunt Sass, close your eyes. 1-2-3!" then threw a handful of Bananagram letter tiles at her face. Hey, at least she warned her to close her eyes right?!  Alright, on to the real reason people look at blogs- the pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We made sure to squeeze in a few camping trips that were close to beaches. After Hawaii earlier this year, we knew we had a beach bum on our hands.  &lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686953614885728658" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nCixOUcr0QQ/TuweLpVjMZI/AAAAAAAACGI/2llpXacrbjk/s320/bear%2Blake%2Bresize.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 214px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many evenings Rob would take Lindi to the pool and let me take a much needed nap. She is quite proficient at swimming. She will put her head under and try using her arms and legs to move. &lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686951526961171282" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DuHc4hf9RIM/TuwcSHNiy1I/AAAAAAAACF8/aanH6pqgcLE/s320/swimming%2Bresize.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 214px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Classic morning: the craziest bedhead while dancing with baby or a stuffed animal to whatever music is on the movie. A favorite is the Aristocats.&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686916052067657346" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8A6DrfFUDmY/Tuv8BM71poI/AAAAAAAACDI/KYqPYpKOkWY/s320/bed%2Bhead%2BL%2Bresized.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 214px;" /&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The "double swing". Yes, Rob is hanging on a seat above Lindi.&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686912674652308850" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eAmshJ1cU7A/Tuv48nFRRXI/AAAAAAAACCY/-xQNsp0dpbo/s320/double%2Bswing%2Bresize.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 214px;" /&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lindi loves picnics of every sort. This was my table runner she put on the floor to eat her morning snack. She will often take my hand and say, "Mommy, Come. Picnic time." and lead me to a blanket set up with her fake toy food.&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686912919282124274" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t3r7ketHpQs/Tuv5K2ZkBfI/AAAAAAAACCk/cxBe5JVCOiE/s320/resize%2Bpicnic.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 214px;" /&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a bucket bike. Lindi is riding with her cousins. It can actually seat adults and I was sitting in it for a short time until Rob tipped me over.&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686912124795836658" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JVOqCWgdp0o/Tuv4cmtRWPI/AAAAAAAACBo/uzBw_TKTKig/s320/bucket%2Bbike%2Bresized.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 214px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Packing. She loves to pack for trips and will empty her entire drawer of clothes and load up all her stuffed animals and blankets.&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686915538415013042" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-48qrV7-T4CY/Tuv7jTbgTLI/AAAAAAAACCw/QWaJ33DlMn4/s320/packing%2Bresize.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 214px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Candid shot. We warned her just before this was taken that she was going to fall backward because she had her feet up on the TV stand. Prophesy fulfilled. We were busy giving hugs instead of taking photos of the afterward.&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686912366891598898" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AVX-r7Agjdc/Tuv4qslZhDI/AAAAAAAACCA/EmOkMneKcEo/s320/chair%2Bresize.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 214px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She loved sunglasses this summer and insisted on wearing them during this lunch.&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686912243156254418" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PTNELFceZBA/Tuv4jfol_tI/AAAAAAAACB0/wYQBTjEFOSc/s320/resize%2BLindi%2Bin%2Bsunglasses.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For Halloween she was Curious George and Rob the Man in the Yellow Hat. In Lindi's words, I was "skeweton and baby". &lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686937600111777906" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--E1VD96eiGg/TuwPndp5mHI/AAAAAAAACEQ/pPUZude6UBE/s320/halloween%2Bresize.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 214px;" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Much of October was spent in appointments and hospitalization for my Grandma having a basketball sized- 20 lb tumor removed from her abdomen. This picture was taken the night before she was driven back to Idaho. Lindi saw her sitting with the blanket splinting her abdomen and feet elevated and put herself in the exact same position.&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686939980074588338" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2xXSThQssoM/TuwRx_tQGLI/AAAAAAAACFk/5-ZhfSW9zNk/s320/GG%2Bresize.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 214px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first snow in November had us outside before I could get her to eat breakfast. Lindi is still excitedly waiting for the next big snowstorm.&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686939255776779154" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UZAbM7vW1a0/TuwRH1fMm5I/AAAAAAAACE0/4ECxzDzZ0ew/s320/snow%2Bresize.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 214px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sinter Klaus filled Lindi's wooden shoes with candy and an apple. She also received a few Christmas books in the burlap sack. Side note: those are pj's she chose herself in the store because they have a dinosaur on them. She is going to love having a brother! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686939399405029858" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zNgCAZ21qD8/TuwRQMi1yeI/AAAAAAAACFA/tJ4ocjVWQW4/s320/sinter%2Bresize.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 214px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/7088657125763312898-4140798252874698543?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/4140798252874698543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=4140798252874698543' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/4140798252874698543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/4140798252874698543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-hiatus.html' title='Blog Hiatus'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nCixOUcr0QQ/TuweLpVjMZI/AAAAAAAACGI/2llpXacrbjk/s72-c/bear%2Blake%2Bresize.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-544939484721892074</id><published>2011-06-27T11:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T11:40:29.919-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Aunt Sass</title><content type='html'>My sister is Lindi's nanny/super aunt for the summer. Lindi calls her "Sass" even though her name is Shari. I think it will be a name that sticks for years to come. &lt;a href="http://sagummow.blogspot.com/2011/06/zoo.html"&gt;Here is why I love having her watch Lindi. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-544939484721892074?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/544939484721892074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=544939484721892074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/544939484721892074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/544939484721892074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-sister-is-lindis-nannysuper-aunt-for.html' title='Aunt Sass'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-2311764825888919964</id><published>2011-05-17T19:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T19:45:26.114-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet-Potato and Black-Bean Chili</title><content type='html'>I saw this recipe in Family Fun magazine while doing the stair stepper at the gym. I did what some of you might consider extremely annoying, it usually is to me. I tore the page out of the communal magazine. I don't normally bring myself down to that level, but it was from several months ago and definitely had it's fair share of viewers. Mostly, I just knew Lindi would love it. She is the least picky eater I have ever met. That's saying something since I have 2 nephews that have always astounded me with their tolerance to new and different foods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoy it as much as we did. I followed it exactly including the toppings. I would consider this mild spicy. You may want to go lighter or heavier on the chili powder depending on your spice level.&lt;br /&gt;Serves 6. Hands-on Time: 25 minutes. Total Time: 60 mintues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chili:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Tb oil&lt;br /&gt;1 large onion, chopped&lt;br /&gt;1 Tb chili powder&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tsp ground cumin&lt;br /&gt;2 cups chicken or vegetable broth&lt;br /&gt;2 medium sweet potatoes, peeled and cut into 3/4 inch cubes&lt;br /&gt;2 (14.5 ounce) cans diced tomatoes in juice&lt;br /&gt;1 (15.5 ounce) can black beans, drained and rinsed&lt;br /&gt;2 tsp &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;orange&lt;/span&gt; zest&lt;br /&gt;Salt and Pepper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Toppings:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chopped green onions&lt;br /&gt;chopped cilantro&lt;br /&gt;sour cream&lt;br /&gt;1. Heat oil in a 4 to 6 quart dutch oven or saucepan over medium heat. Add the onion and cook, stirring often, until softened, about 5 minutes. Stir in the chili powder and cumin, then add the broth &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; sweet potatoes and stir well to combine.&lt;br /&gt;2. Bring the mixture to a gentle boil, then cover the pan, reduce the heat to low, and simmer until the potatoes are almost tender, about 15 minutes. Add the tomatoes and beans and continue to simmer, uncovered, until the mixture is heated through and slightly thickened, about 15 minutes more. Stir in the orange zest and season to taste with salt and pepper.&lt;br /&gt;3. Serve the chili topped with green onions, cilantro, and sour cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only is it delicious, it's beautiful too with the bright orange, red and black, sprinkled with white and green on top.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-2311764825888919964?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/2311764825888919964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=2311764825888919964' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/2311764825888919964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/2311764825888919964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2011/05/sweet-potato-and-black-bean-chili.html' title='Sweet-Potato and Black-Bean Chili'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-6342603770567376383</id><published>2011-05-08T15:58:00.021-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T16:48:12.354-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wai-can't I stay-kiki</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bsHVoozVMds/TccZV7K_VdI/AAAAAAAACAo/T7VLrRD8DWI/s1600/IMG_9797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 134px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604476125737604562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bsHVoozVMds/TccZV7K_VdI/AAAAAAAACAo/T7VLrRD8DWI/s200/IMG_9797.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604475237271982770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5p2e6yMVO7U/TccYiNYR0rI/AAAAAAAACAY/4m4EihTAyeo/s200/IMG_9814.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604474896052955106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-78S27rEOzA0/TccYOWPUp-I/AAAAAAAACAQ/gyoar7tIloU/s200/IMG_9807.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-88edNckXTHE/TccX1j03_5I/AAAAAAAACAI/SlWUoNlrnYk/s1600/IMG_9749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604474470203391890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-88edNckXTHE/TccX1j03_5I/AAAAAAAACAI/SlWUoNlrnYk/s200/IMG_9749.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lne2W6jgZ3U/TccY52Sg-1I/AAAAAAAACAg/0ohx6Zn8_GA/s1600/IMG_9556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604475643390655314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lne2W6jgZ3U/TccY52Sg-1I/AAAAAAAACAg/0ohx6Zn8_GA/s200/IMG_9556.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604474106775866802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DZS52h0NspY/TccXgZ9ADbI/AAAAAAAACAA/hmf9o5TVXiA/s200/IMG_9999.JPG" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fCj3eqxf20c/TccXMeGH3wI/AAAAAAAAB_4/Yc1JuPXYayQ/s1600/IMG_9941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 134px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604473764290486018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fCj3eqxf20c/TccXMeGH3wI/AAAAAAAAB_4/Yc1JuPXYayQ/s200/IMG_9941.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-awxowBXZxK4/TccWgDk2QOI/AAAAAAAAB_o/0yuWRmou6IU/s1600/IMG_9913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604473001257353442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-awxowBXZxK4/TccWgDk2QOI/AAAAAAAAB_o/0yuWRmou6IU/s200/IMG_9913.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xVtB16Utpis/TccWzrVboaI/AAAAAAAAB_w/sXRzDI-aW4M/s1600/IMG_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 134px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604473338347626914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xVtB16Utpis/TccWzrVboaI/AAAAAAAAB_w/sXRzDI-aW4M/s200/IMG_0017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604472579235224306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X9mpnhoCCF8/TccWHfa7mvI/AAAAAAAAB_g/ResQ5X1G6ss/s200/IMG_9896.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604472113044943202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yqtPTqXS_K4/TccVsWugcWI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/Lko8V-4sDM4/s200/IMG_9471.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KDr0P_P6d3c/TccUt6AKvsI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/KzsheD08NXY/s1600/IMG_9451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 134px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604471040182501058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KDr0P_P6d3c/TccUt6AKvsI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/KzsheD08NXY/s200/IMG_9451.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604470649467371602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0nsCiSNv3ZI/TccUXKebAFI/AAAAAAAAB_I/SS_-V_HyC-4/s200/IMG_9592.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y-XzMUFIT4s/TccUDCRprdI/AAAAAAAAB_A/Zptw5R8zXN8/s1600/IMG_9583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 134px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604470303668940242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y-XzMUFIT4s/TccUDCRprdI/AAAAAAAAB_A/Zptw5R8zXN8/s200/IMG_9583.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yi6IndAWYHc/TccTQ5jwHxI/AAAAAAAAB-w/lLrbWBk6orA/s1600/IMG_9535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604469442335481618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yi6IndAWYHc/TccTQ5jwHxI/AAAAAAAAB-w/lLrbWBk6orA/s200/IMG_9535.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4uDRNd4MR2w/TccTvZpthyI/AAAAAAAAB-4/29pBF4zENus/s1600/IMG_9606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 134px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604469966346487586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4uDRNd4MR2w/TccTvZpthyI/AAAAAAAAB-4/29pBF4zENus/s200/IMG_9606.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-edKEVYcZlYY/TccTALeN12I/AAAAAAAAB-o/d9VnmChW3mg/s1600/IMG_9529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604469155086325602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-edKEVYcZlYY/TccTALeN12I/AAAAAAAAB-o/d9VnmChW3mg/s200/IMG_9529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604468737255049330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VD20uY6oWno/TccSn27eiHI/AAAAAAAAB-g/l0CktxCOF_Q/s200/IMG_9501.JPG" /&gt;Let the pictures speak for themselves. Hawaii was fantastic. The 3rd annual Bolkwood vacation was as successful as the benadryl used for the night flight home.&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/7088657125763312898-6342603770567376383?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/6342603770567376383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=6342603770567376383' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/6342603770567376383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/6342603770567376383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2011/05/wai-cant-i-stay-kiki.html' title='Wai-can&apos;t I stay-kiki'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bsHVoozVMds/TccZV7K_VdI/AAAAAAAACAo/T7VLrRD8DWI/s72-c/IMG_9797.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-6990839201008964828</id><published>2011-04-26T13:23:00.018-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T14:40:06.632-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter!</title><content type='html'>Isn't Easter the best?! My family came down from Idaho including a rare gem-my 92 year old grandma. I find I adore her more and more each time I see her. She has the funniest sayings like "well I never heard tell", mispronounces words like "Hawaya" and swears constantly in the cutest way that you just can't help smiling. She certainly made this weekend a treat. She watched Curious George and Tarzan with Lindi- her favorite movies right now. She even humored Rob, which humored us, by playing with his i-pod. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599984023579610722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pqbNDfXf-WM/TbcjzKlTTmI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/glePp13-N4w/s200/IMG_9362.JPG" /&gt;Saturday we had 2 egg hunts. The first was at a friend house. I was nervous that Lindi wouldn't know what to do so we had a mini practice the day before. She had a permanent furrowed brow because she took it very serious. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599975465400280306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6DH7RDFm-SM/TbccBA4WJPI/AAAAAAAAB8g/whcBhUihD1I/s320/IMG_9250.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599976484055536178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H2hwGSAvuys/Tbcc8Tqr0jI/AAAAAAAAB8w/1vW_kVjwez0/s200/IMG_9251.JPG" /&gt;The white spot a ways down is connected to a stream of drool from her mouth. I can't believe the size of malt ball she was able to fit in her mouth.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599976036832709714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bMQCbH6OGA0/TbcciRodDFI/AAAAAAAAB8o/Yez4Rr6xyBY/s200/IMG_9267.JPG" /&gt;Then later her cousins came over for dinner and a hunt in our backyard. When I wouldn't let her out right away, so G.G. could get settled in a chair to watch, Lindi burst into tears. She was back to her serious business self as Noni ran around the yard with her. The egg hunt was put on hold for awhile when the bubble wands were found hanging from the trees. The dozen eggs left just had to wait patiently for a 3 and 1 year old (and their 32 and 30 year old fathers) to blow bubbles.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vYc4MoJ0bJI/TbchFvgiiHI/AAAAAAAAB-A/tNYWcNlMot4/s1600/IMG_9360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599978424339928306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6vt0qtcX1TI/TbcetPyiFPI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/ZVGnb_jbkLY/s200/IMG_9284.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599979135684821762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YGqQszdHnPU/TbcfWpwXwwI/AAAAAAAAB9g/5bvO60XUJWo/s200/IMG_9303.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599980719365078642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P75wPDnpKjc/Tbcgy1bKvnI/AAAAAAAAB94/Uq7_ODx1Nq8/s200/IMG_9329.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599989151220752674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n8c--rpC1Gg/TbcodoiN4SI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/PrBNmcCJiJI/s200/IMG_9315.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599979516933302962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FuQ5_Z_rqcw/Tbcfs2BF6rI/AAAAAAAAB9o/417g2j-FkkQ/s200/IMG_9323.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599980018329842978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-COAJTgcvDbk/TbcgKB3V9SI/AAAAAAAAB9w/otV9R4XPIL8/s200/IMG_9307.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599981044194510962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vYc4MoJ0bJI/TbchFvgiiHI/AAAAAAAAB-A/tNYWcNlMot4/s200/IMG_9360.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, we had the best Sacrament Mtg. A family in our ward are a mini orchestra. They played "I Know that My Redeemer Lives". I find few things more beautiful than a cello solo played well. And 2 returned missionaries talked about how the atonement changes peoples lives. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599977436377374274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dohFSYNyPJs/TbcdzvV53kI/AAAAAAAAB9A/L3irvb11BTg/s200/IMG_9438.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599976821236895298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QEhaMtQJS0A/TbcdP7w_DkI/AAAAAAAAB84/GcYRH5UIbJo/s200/IMG_9443.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! Easter is the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-6990839201008964828?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/6990839201008964828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=6990839201008964828' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/6990839201008964828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/6990839201008964828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter.html' title='Easter!'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pqbNDfXf-WM/TbcjzKlTTmI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/glePp13-N4w/s72-c/IMG_9362.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-1206775846959438093</id><published>2011-03-26T20:10:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T20:26:20.847-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Linden vs. RSV</title><content type='html'>This is old news from mid February. But I finally figured out how to download pictures off my phone. So here are the shots from Linden's 1st ambulance ride post febrile seizure in the waiting room of the doctors office with a temperature of 105.2 It took several hours and several doses of Tylenol and Ibuprofen, IV fluids and cool clothes to bring it down to even 101 and finally a blessing from Daddy and Grandpa to make it go away. She had RSV with low oxygen sats, tachycardia (very fast heart rate 220's), and as mentioned the temp. We were admitted to observation overnight to make sure she was ok and make sure the temp didn't spike again. I'm around sick people all the time. But this was different. This was mommy mode with a shaking baby, eyes rolled back into her head and unconscious. I never want to witness a seizure again in my life. Especially my own child.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588576470282934130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MfpjdWyA6IE/TY6csK9SF3I/AAAAAAAAB7o/SW9NdF9FoC4/s320/IMAG0014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588576796823422786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bo8ekGvA95Y/TY6c_Lamh0I/AAAAAAAAB8A/J_sYZtFLBg4/s320/IMAG0015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588576901303997746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v_U4D8hQeBs/TY6dFQotlTI/AAAAAAAAB8I/EGzeQ2A-WmE/s320/IMAG0018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588577015568490338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--E2R1cJvSIQ/TY6dL6TfX2I/AAAAAAAAB8Q/d4yiPQ34a94/s320/IMAG0023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DHBTzHsPjY4/TY6dSMXQyjI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/ctnsDxDljq4/s1600/IMAG0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588577123495365170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DHBTzHsPjY4/TY6dSMXQyjI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/ctnsDxDljq4/s320/IMAG0024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said. Old news now. She is healthy and very vibrant. We believe in prayers and we believe in priesthood power.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-1206775846959438093?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/1206775846959438093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=1206775846959438093' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/1206775846959438093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/1206775846959438093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2011/03/linden-vs-rsv.html' title='Linden vs. RSV'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MfpjdWyA6IE/TY6csK9SF3I/AAAAAAAAB7o/SW9NdF9FoC4/s72-c/IMAG0014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-4601404801694011065</id><published>2011-03-26T19:04:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T19:55:28.014-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Moab 1/2 and other random stuff in no particular order</title><content type='html'>Guess how much this helmet cost?...&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nada&lt;/span&gt;, zip, zero &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rMt4esP2NO8/TY6PbWK0MaI/AAAAAAAAB7g/9GAwnvq1FtE/s1600/IMG_8529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588561887583547810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rMt4esP2NO8/TY6PbWK0MaI/AAAAAAAAB7g/9GAwnvq1FtE/s320/IMG_8529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vCwp5qqIONc/TY6OwDUUSuI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/sKq0LfQPZk0/s1600/IMG_8530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588561143788751586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vCwp5qqIONc/TY6OwDUUSuI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/sKq0LfQPZk0/s320/IMG_8530.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sports Authority sends me these random money cards in the mail. At Christmas they sent a $10 one and I bought a beanie for Rob making it free. This time a $20 card and this helmet was on sale. It was the last one in the store or we would have gotten a gender neutral one, but I kinda like the pink bunnies. And yes we will fit it to Linden's head before actually using it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rob and I ran a 1/2 marathon in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Moab&lt;/span&gt; last weekend. It was our 3rd time doing it together. The 1st time I was 19 weeks pregnant, the 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; time I was 6 months post &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;partum&lt;/span&gt; and this year I finally had a bit of energy to actually get under 2 hours. Rob said he liked it better when I was pregnant because I pushed him too hard. Our 3 year old niece took this after the race. The picture before we ran is below it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a side note I found out the morning of the race that Rob does not wear deodorant. It kind of shook my marital foundation to have known him for over 4 years and been married living in the same place and sharing the same bathroom for over 3. How did this slip past me? Here's the discovery: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Rob I forgot my deodorant can I borrow yours?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rob: No, I didn't bring any either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Michele (my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SIL&lt;/span&gt;): Dan doesn't wear deodorant either. He's had the same bar for the 8 years we've been married.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rob: Yeah. I've had the same since before we were married.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: (stunned silence as I try to piece together what is being said) You mean you don't wear deodorant?!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rob: Well do I stink?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: No...But...How have we been married for 3 years and I JUST found out you don't wear deodorant? (Like I said my very marital foundation was under severe scrutiny that I don't even know this very personal thing about my own husband. It's like me not knowing that his eyes are green or he uses mouth wash after brushing his teeth or his favorite food is brisket or he loves country music or he sometimes snores when he sleeps on his back. HOW DID I MISS THIS?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fJGF8K8cbz8/TY6Oi7f8l5I/AAAAAAAAB7Q/tKHl9k0bANE/s1600/IMG_8520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588560918351746962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fJGF8K8cbz8/TY6Oi7f8l5I/AAAAAAAAB7Q/tKHl9k0bANE/s320/IMG_8520.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588560557441146578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-szlk1kgXsXo/TY6ON7AJ3tI/AAAAAAAAB7A/swbINM9NAOI/s320/IMG_8518.JPG" /&gt;A random January weekend after one of those big storms. She loved sledding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588560746524257522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nm9IlaPInmg/TY6OY7ZFLPI/AAAAAAAAB7I/1WOVMa8ewsE/s320/IMG_8495.JPG" /&gt;In February we went to Arizona to visit a friend. Linden could not get enough of this sand box or simply being outside. Despite it being the coldest weekend of the year. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588560375521388210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PjYb9VRd71c/TY6ODVTGprI/AAAAAAAAB64/ylhHYkmv4RA/s320/IMG_8452.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588560053366819394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ziPmqERgWQo/TY6NwlLeCkI/AAAAAAAAB6w/L6z7eQDSK4I/s320/IMG_8445.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A visit to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rexburg&lt;/span&gt; in March of course included a visit to G.G. my 92 year old grandma.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588559746003042594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fi7GkGTZ4XA/TY6NesKPASI/AAAAAAAAB6o/-rrHfSH2Cgg/s320/IMG_8509.JPG" /&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/7088657125763312898-4601404801694011065?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/4601404801694011065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=4601404801694011065' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/4601404801694011065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/4601404801694011065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2011/03/moab-12-and-other-random-stuff-in-no.html' title='Moab 1/2 and other random stuff in no particular order'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rMt4esP2NO8/TY6PbWK0MaI/AAAAAAAAB7g/9GAwnvq1FtE/s72-c/IMG_8529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-7277760176581480470</id><published>2011-03-09T20:56:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T21:04:27.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome Book Recommendation</title><content type='html'>I just spent 2 days getting lost in this book. READ IT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"The Dark Divine" Bree Despain&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 146px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 220px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582296500910057714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tK8AiyrUi14/TXhNF1-maPI/AAAAAAAAB6g/_T2eMD0qTBs/s320/dark%2Bdivine.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Now for the sequel...my heart is racing already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-7277760176581480470?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/7277760176581480470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=7277760176581480470' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/7277760176581480470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/7277760176581480470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2011/03/awesome-book-recommendation.html' title='Awesome Book Recommendation'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tK8AiyrUi14/TXhNF1-maPI/AAAAAAAAB6g/_T2eMD0qTBs/s72-c/dark%2Bdivine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-9149748982054116694</id><published>2011-02-28T13:27:00.015-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T14:56:36.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Land of Misfit Crafts</title><content type='html'>I have 2 resolutions this year. The list on the side 52 books in 52 weeks. That will be easy because I probably already do that every year anyway. The 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; may not be so easy: cleaning out my "Land of Misfit Crafts". What is this you ask? It is all those projects that the materials were purchased for &lt;em&gt;ages&lt;/em&gt; ago and now are collecting dust and taking up room in my house and my Type A brain that needs to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;finish&lt;/span&gt; what I started. On a few I just ended up throwing them away because I can't stand seeing something started over 5 years ago and have no desire to ever see completed. Is that cheating?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Exhibit&lt;/span&gt; A. Started 3.8 years ago. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578842128238471234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fjAWanuVihw/TWwHW4-jaEI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/-xakmwfubqo/s320/IMG_9140.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578840304054318530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VFykwL7wAXQ/TWwFstXKNcI/AAAAAAAAB4w/pD6-dh5liS8/s320/IMG_9135.JPG" /&gt;Exhibit&lt;/span&gt; B. Started ....I can't even remember (the colors are much more bright and see how soft and cuddle this will be)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578841815732582562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CiX34NHnlRM/TWwHEszV-KI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/CtOCXupiGKM/s320/IMG_9131.JPG" /&gt; Exhibit C. Started 2 years ago. (Just letters covered with fabric. My only Valentine's decoration.)&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578860710859320514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JJR5jEaR4S0/TWwYQionLMI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/jCFe8TwzyKs/s320/IMG_8498.JPG" /&gt;Exhibit&lt;/span&gt; D. Started 3 years ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578850724496152930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QpuymqsayyY/TWwPLQiGGWI/AAAAAAAAB54/ufsWld0GZzk/s320/IMG_9078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Exhibit&lt;/span&gt; E. Started 1.3 yr ago for my friend's son who is now 9 months old &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578841148693496578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BqUPNs6MQA0/TWwGd341QwI/AAAAAAAAB5A/P6ndR8NIV9Q/s320/IMG_9144.JPG" /&gt;Exhibit F. Started 3 years ago during a quilting class &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578840710434991106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5Hh2qnDBCoI/TWwGEXP3LAI/AAAAAAAAB44/bT7w0uaMlYQ/s320/IMG_9165.JPG" /&gt;Part of my reason for having this goal is I am getting much better from when I started 3 years ago. I finished these 2 in 2010 for a new niece and nephew. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578855950798403586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PNe0R1RGGzE/TWwT7eBpuAI/AAAAAAAAB6I/VCKOq3JZLB4/s320/IMG_6137.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578842790809089842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RrqkxIwlK2U/TWwH9dPstzI/AAAAAAAAB5g/DfT0tD-yE5U/s320/IMG_8384.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only about 20 more to go. Most are quilts which take lots of time. But I'm going to try...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-9149748982054116694?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/9149748982054116694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=9149748982054116694' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/9149748982054116694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/9149748982054116694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2011/02/land-of-misfit-crafts.html' title='Land of Misfit Crafts'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fjAWanuVihw/TWwHW4-jaEI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/-xakmwfubqo/s72-c/IMG_9140.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-3289446386792584925</id><published>2011-01-25T12:40:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T19:31:09.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Since Last Post...</title><content type='html'>Rob turned 30&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TT8qXjwOVoI/AAAAAAAAB4k/ZvO_2kBz2G4/s1600/Rob%2B30th%2Bbday%2Binvite.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566214248676087426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TT8qXjwOVoI/AAAAAAAAB4k/ZvO_2kBz2G4/s320/Rob%2B30th%2Bbday%2Binvite.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kristen turned brunette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TT8nrWHi0cI/AAAAAAAAB4c/Z-BiIsuVX2I/s1600/IMG_8393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566211290078302658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TT8nrWHi0cI/AAAAAAAAB4c/Z-BiIsuVX2I/s320/IMG_8393.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Linden turned into a dancing queen only 17...months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZkzzVOLXOi4"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZkzzVOLXOi4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wSA3OuRjzjI"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wSA3OuRjzjI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-3289446386792584925?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/3289446386792584925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=3289446386792584925' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/3289446386792584925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/3289446386792584925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2011/01/since-last-post.html' title='Since Last Post...'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TT8qXjwOVoI/AAAAAAAAB4k/ZvO_2kBz2G4/s72-c/Rob%2B30th%2Bbday%2Binvite.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-3385022229230873924</id><published>2010-12-12T14:33:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T15:53:57.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons from Elder Holland at Stake Conference</title><content type='html'>We just got through with Stake Conference this weekend. There was a new Stake Presidency chosen by Elder Holland and Elder Price from the 70. It was awesome! Last night we attended the best adult Saturday session I have ever been to. We heard from the South Salt Lake mission president and his wife, the West Jordan Temple president, and a few stake leaders. Our friends from the ward saved us a seat on the front row on the side. It was interesting to watch Elder Holland deep in thought and contemplation. Neither of his talks came from text, but sounded as though they were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elder Price talked about the 2 things he suggested we give this Christmas- forgiveness and our testimonies to our families. This morning he talked about the premortal Christ. He explained that although we are celebrating the birth of Christ this season, Christ accomplished great things premortally too. That it didn't begin with Bethlehem, but in the preexistence with the war in heaven and the creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TQVRHY5GcwI/AAAAAAAAB34/uMdYs9HVINQ/s1600/jeffrey-r-holland-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 105px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 131px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549931303186887426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TQVRHY5GcwI/AAAAAAAAB34/uMdYs9HVINQ/s200/jeffrey-r-holland-10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Elder Holland last night talked about the part of the Christmas story that is rarely told from Luke 2:21-35. He explained that Jewish tradition was for the parents to take a first born son to the temple and offer a lamb-symbolic of passover &amp;amp; first born and a dove-symbolic of Prince of Peace. Those who were poor gave 2 doves because they couldn't afford a lamb. Joseph and Mary had to offer 2 doves for the Son of God. He explained that they would have bought the best and finest for their son, but offered what they could. Elder Holland said that some parents right now are struggling economically and would like to give their children the best, but are only able to give a small amount. He said Joseph and Mary understand their situation.&lt;br /&gt;Then he went on to explain that Simeon a priest beheld the child as had been revealed to him. He told Mary in vs. 35 "Yea, a sword shall pierce through thy own soul also" Elder Holland said that in essence her child would break her heart. He explained that sometimes Christmas is not all tinsel and candy canes and gingerbread cookies. That some Christmases will be unpleasant. He shared from his own life that his Father had severe arthritic back stenosis and was in so much pain that he and his mother took him to the hospital on Dec 23rd. The operation began on his back and during it he suffered 2 heart attacks. When he and his mother saw his father again it was Christmas Eve in the ICU never to gain consciousness. He spent hours walking the halls of the hospital in grief and thought how terrible it was that his father was dying on Christmas. Just then he heard a new born babe crying in the Maternity Ward. He felt a strong impression tell him that he didn't need to be coddled and that yes his father was dying, but there were others on that Christmas day who were rejoicing. He explained it was then he understood that Christmas was not only about the birth of the Savior Jesus Christ, but it was also about his death and resurrection. The same angels who told the shephards in the field of His birth also carried Him on the cross and declared His resurrection. He encouraged all those who were having a hard time right now to remember that Christmas is about all of Christ's life. He related it back to what Simeon had declared to Mary about a broken heart. It is the only thing we can truly give the Savior and is symbolic of our offering to Him.&lt;br /&gt;This morning he spoke of revelation and how the church functions in calling lay leadership- describing it a miracle. He testified that those men called as our stake presidency were the ones meant to be called at this time. He then went on to give us an apostolic blessing and as he explained "as if Christ Himself were laying hands on our individual heads". He blessed with specific details men and priesthood holders, women, children, those who mourn or are sick and many other blessings he declared to us. He finished with his special witness of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you all could have been there!! It was phenomenal and the spirit's confirmation and witness one of the strongest I have felt in my life time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549931985643663074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TQVRvHPebuI/AAAAAAAAB4A/L-_Zl9IJ71I/s320/nativity2.jpg" /&gt;So, as directed by a general authority, I share here with family and friends my testimony of a living Christ. One who knowingly condescended to earth to fulfill His Father's plan. Who overcame sin and death and will one day return to this earth to reign once more.  Merry Christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-3385022229230873924?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/3385022229230873924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=3385022229230873924' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/3385022229230873924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/3385022229230873924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2010/12/lessons-from-elder-holland-at-stake.html' title='Lessons from Elder Holland at Stake Conference'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TQVRHY5GcwI/AAAAAAAAB34/uMdYs9HVINQ/s72-c/jeffrey-r-holland-10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-9118767984930271654</id><published>2010-10-24T14:47:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T14:53:59.445-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Skeleton in my...</title><content type='html'>No, I'm not going to humor you with some "skeleton in my closet".  Just a skeleton in my cupboard. I couldn't resist getting Linden some glow-in-the-dark skeleton &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jammies&lt;/span&gt; this year. She loves this cupboard because it has all the cereal, crackers and goodies. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531717474953516178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TMSbvDRs1JI/AAAAAAAAB3o/sU8OQ2Ia57A/s320/IMG_8260.JPG" /&gt;That is, until she can't figure out how to get back out.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531717357271534578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TMSboM4IS_I/AAAAAAAAB3g/DY8_8XoWjUs/s320/IMG_8261.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-9118767984930271654?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/9118767984930271654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=9118767984930271654' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/9118767984930271654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/9118767984930271654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2010/10/skeleton-in-my.html' title='Skeleton in my...'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TMSbvDRs1JI/AAAAAAAAB3o/sU8OQ2Ia57A/s72-c/IMG_8260.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-5185971969045460064</id><published>2010-10-24T14:37:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T14:46:05.844-06:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd Annual Bolke Halloween Party</title><content type='html'>We threw the Bolke Halloween party at our house this year. Rob came up with all sorts of games and everyone potlucked spooky food. We invited his Aunt Ilene, D'Anne and some of Tori's kids to join in the craziness.  We are: an indian, pilgrim and turkey.  Happy Thanksgiving...err I mean Halloween!!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531714863235530514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TMSZXB3m_xI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/xBXNZFzh_I0/s320/IMG_8284.JPG" /&gt;Yes mom, I did dress your grandaughter up as a mushroom last year and turkey this year. I figure she will eventually only want to be a princess so I have to enjoy having her be whatever I want her to be for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TMSZPtSqEBI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/y1LYmqA3hDo/s1600/IMG_8294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531714737452748818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TMSZPtSqEBI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/y1LYmqA3hDo/s320/IMG_8294.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/7088657125763312898-5185971969045460064?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/5185971969045460064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=5185971969045460064' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/5185971969045460064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/5185971969045460064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2010/10/3rd-annual-bolke-halloween-party.html' title='3rd Annual Bolke Halloween Party'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TMSZXB3m_xI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/xBXNZFzh_I0/s72-c/IMG_8284.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-6024222721681613504</id><published>2010-10-24T14:27:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T14:37:16.668-06:00</updated><title type='text'>She Flies Through the Air with the Greatest of Ease</title><content type='html'>This is Lindi's newest trick. She gets going pretty high too.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TMSYjZtBzBI/AAAAAAAAB3I/OMeWu1m0024/s1600/IMG_8283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531713976280402962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TMSYjZtBzBI/AAAAAAAAB3I/OMeWu1m0024/s320/IMG_8283.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TMSYcf0t1_I/AAAAAAAAB3A/xg9xL6UT5jU/s1600/IMG_8282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531713857664178162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TMSYcf0t1_I/AAAAAAAAB3A/xg9xL6UT5jU/s320/IMG_8282.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-6024222721681613504?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/6024222721681613504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=6024222721681613504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/6024222721681613504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/6024222721681613504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2010/10/she-flies-through-air-with-greatest-of.html' title='She Flies Through the Air with the Greatest of Ease'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TMSYjZtBzBI/AAAAAAAAB3I/OMeWu1m0024/s72-c/IMG_8283.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-4984504009657823730</id><published>2010-10-20T14:54:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T15:12:16.201-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Couple Days with the Gummow Guys</title><content type='html'>Lindi and I were lucky enough to spend 2 days watching the boys while Craig and Heidi went to a conference for his work. It was hardly work since these boys are extremely well behaved and hilarious to boot. Lindi loves Cy and Catch. But she had a bit of jealousy when she saw me feeding Wyn out of "her" bottle in the arms of her mama. My mom came to stay overnight so I didn't have 2 little ones to wake me up during the night. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think Cy is the smartest almost 8 yr old I have ever met (and I work in the primary right now and know several so it's not like I'm just totally basing this off the 'aunt' title). He thought up this design himself of the SLC temple with the trees. Genius! Who knows maybe someday he will be an architect (he draws well too) or an engineer (his uncle Rob would love that). I'm going to submit this to the "Friend" magazine and hope it gets selected. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530236190965889746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TL9Yg-aH-tI/AAAAAAAAB24/sMD_241WIyQ/s320/IMG_8281.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530236018096681330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TL9YW6a5MXI/AAAAAAAAB2w/O4X-XXKeeUQ/s320/IMG_8277.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This picture makes me so happy! Their faces kill me. (Heidi, I promise there wasn't a bit of wind and it was super warm. I took Lindi's jacket off right after this even. But just to be careful I made him wear a hood because I know his mom would have preferred it that way)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530235464350294882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TL9X2rjd42I/AAAAAAAAB2Q/Z8eTy-KAAsM/s320/IMG_8269.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530235906608515090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TL9YQbGCyBI/AAAAAAAAB2o/8mLBDL4brAg/s320/IMG_8268.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530235587181927826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TL9X91Iz3ZI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/XKHaqgXFJDs/s320/IMG_8273.JPG" /&gt;Thanks for a wonderful time boys!&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/7088657125763312898-4984504009657823730?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/4984504009657823730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=4984504009657823730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/4984504009657823730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/4984504009657823730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2010/10/couple-days-with-gummow-guys.html' title='A Couple Days with the Gummow Guys'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TL9Yg-aH-tI/AAAAAAAAB24/sMD_241WIyQ/s72-c/IMG_8281.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-5330560128603819147</id><published>2010-10-06T08:50:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T14:38:43.760-06:00</updated><title type='text'>20/20 Hindsight Gratitude</title><content type='html'>Rewind 2 years-In April 2008 Rob was getting ready to graduate with his masters degree in mechanical engineering. He had interviewed with several companies including Boeing in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bremerton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, WA. We were very interested in living in WA. When they made him an offer and told him to fly out for a 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; interview and bring his wife we were thrilled. I gave my notice to my work to start looking for a new replacement. We had every intention of finding an apartment while out there and getting ready to move. The afternoon before we were supposed to fly out Boeing called to say they were on a hiring freeze and to not fly out. We were devastated. Someone had already been hired to replace me at my work. Both jobless, Rob started sending out his resume everywhere in the nation. He interviewed with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ATK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hexcel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; here in Utah. Both offered the exact same salary and sign on bonus. Both seemed equally appealing because they were in his very specific field of composite material. After prayer and fasting we felt the strongest about &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hexcel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I shortly after found a job in a different department at the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;UofU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now 2 years later- &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ATK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; announced a few weeks ago it would be laying off yet another 500 people in addition to the several other layoffs in the past 6 months totalling about 1,000. Boeing has been on a hiring freeze x2 years and several layoffs have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;occured&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; there too. While &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hexcel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; has &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;laid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; off only several part time people it has weathered the recession and even come out ahead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's easy to see now after history has explained the need for us to stay here in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SLC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. And even why I needed to quit my other job that was daily to get the current one which is only 1 shift a week and a weekend a month. If we would have moved anywhere else this and many other things couldn't have happened. Lindi is watched by my sis-in-law whom we adore when I go to work. We have family on both sides within a 10 min to 3 hour drive and we see them often. We have an awesome ward and neighbors that treat us like their own family members. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's always easy to look back and see the answers. Every time I hear of a lay off at Boeing or &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ATK&lt;/span&gt; I am haunted by my ingratitude and lack of patience when things didn't go the way I had planned 2 years ago. But I am forever grateful that they didn't! I always seem like I am relearning the same lesson- patience, faith, trust, hope, humility, gratitude.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530229539512341922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TL9Sdz0BVaI/AAAAAAAAB2I/kudiP7at9-E/s320/IMG_8184.JPG" /&gt;A moment made possible by living here: learning to jump on the trampoline at Grandpa's house at Sunday dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-5330560128603819147?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/5330560128603819147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=5330560128603819147' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/5330560128603819147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/5330560128603819147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2010/10/2020-hindsight-gratitude.html' title='20/20 Hindsight Gratitude'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TL9Sdz0BVaI/AAAAAAAAB2I/kudiP7at9-E/s72-c/IMG_8184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-2794842482537344375</id><published>2010-09-13T20:33:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T17:09:20.897-06:00</updated><title type='text'>State Fair Part II: Utah Heads</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(We had every intention to post this the week that we went. But it took forever for us to finally get this in a format that everyone could view. Enjoy!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We went to the State Fair on Monday because it was 2 dollars off admission day. They have this Dance Heads booth and it was FREE! This was worth the admission alone. We had a random guy kneeling behind Lindi so she didn't fall off the stool. Her expression is so funny. She's probably wondering what she did to deserve such weird parents.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YqpKPvcoPJk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YqpKPvcoPJk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-2794842482537344375?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=276e1c0cf141404d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/2794842482537344375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=2794842482537344375' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/2794842482537344375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/2794842482537344375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2010/09/state-fair-part-ii-utah-heads.html' title='State Fair Part II: Utah Heads'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-4716522224520312693</id><published>2010-08-26T20:04:00.018-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T20:34:15.190-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lake Powell 2010</title><content type='html'>Lake Powell was a rough ride this year. We went through severe wind and thunderstorms all 3 nights leaving our bedding wet and tent ripped and turned completely over. At one point Rob and I were pushed to a level of frustration that I have never witnessed. We brought Auntie Shari, but I'm afraid she might not want to come with us again. It will definately go down in the Bolke family history and be repeated around the future Lake Powell camp fire for years to come. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509908008151635122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/THcgJAL1VLI/AAAAAAAABzw/8R-BLCouN7E/s320/IMG_0133.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509907889253967666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/THcgCFQa5zI/AAAAAAAABzo/pFlVa2MEfmM/s320/IMG_0132.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509907797121461810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/THcf8uCUbjI/AAAAAAAABzg/GiNIlERf1Gs/s320/IMG_0135.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509907709457102082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/THcf3ndgdQI/AAAAAAAABzY/lDwqz7kggP8/s320/IMG_0136.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509907605283594690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/THcfxjYm4cI/AAAAAAAABzQ/W7hQ1H3GNuw/s320/IMG_0137.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509907501361286194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/THcfrgPmTDI/AAAAAAAABzI/AtGBWYJdgEA/s320/IMG_0141.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509907392843812018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/THcflL_BDLI/AAAAAAAABzA/M0pRVwrkVX8/s320/IMG_0138.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509907288513033394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/THcffHUntLI/AAAAAAAABy4/QrCxNvL0bSg/s320/IMG_0144.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509907136786720226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/THcfWSGP5eI/AAAAAAAAByw/GMizCckMGew/s320/IMG_0149.JPG" /&gt;Emily on her new board.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509908194003846434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/THcgT0idBSI/AAAAAAAABz4/kR8cBMMT17c/s320/IMG_0147.JPG" /&gt;Shari learned how to wakeboard. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509906899162607746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/THcfIc4PsII/AAAAAAAAByo/t5vTGLoNV20/s320/IMG_0151.JPG" /&gt;That's the other boat during the storm. They didn't have any protection and everyone was soaked. We were protected, but at one point the boat wouldn't steer and we were getting blown up against the rocks in a narrow canyon. Shari was up in the bow with the screaming babies, while Rob, Emily and I pushed us away from the rocks. Nate, as always, was amazing at getting us out of a bad spot. Afterwards there were these huge waterfalls everywhere pouring over the canyon walls. It was beautiful.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509906595591118146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/THce2x_KXUI/AAAAAAAAByY/8URm76G6MM8/s320/IMG_0158.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509906729304620130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/THce-kG8fGI/AAAAAAAAByg/QocKGYWs8eU/s320/IMG_0161.JPG" /&gt;Our campsite after the storm. That was the shade tent. The table with the stove is lying in the hole and behind is Cherie and Evert's tent mangled.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509908309768295938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/THcgajy2VgI/AAAAAAAAB0A/JcQ8eHzJnpY/s320/IMG_0165.JPG" /&gt;What a little beach bum!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509906439402047458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/THcetsIyR-I/AAAAAAAAByQ/kViMDhb_YeI/s320/IMG_0166.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509906330968118882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/THcenYMH1mI/AAAAAAAAByI/8gaVrGFZdDs/s320/IMG_0169.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-4716522224520312693?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/4716522224520312693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=4716522224520312693' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/4716522224520312693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/4716522224520312693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2010/08/lake-powell-2010.html' title='Lake Powell 2010'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/THcgJAL1VLI/AAAAAAAABzw/8R-BLCouN7E/s72-c/IMG_0133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-146186985933178530</id><published>2010-08-26T19:40:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T20:04:07.749-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Car Show</title><content type='html'>Our stake did a neighborhood BBQ and car show. There were hundreds of people, a live band, and 50 cars and trucks to look at. There were cars from 1914, 1920, &amp;amp; a few from the 1930's which were very impressive. There was even a 2006 Bentley that was worth $96,000- a guy in our ward works at the Land Rover dealership. I especially loved the one that was a rusted, jacked up 1980's truck that had "fueled by alcohol" and "a** whooping" written on the front of it. (It was a fellowshipping event after all) Rob was rather fond of the VW bug. He drove one in highschool until his sister totalled it while riding with 7 people crammed in it. Lindi loved the mini race car that she fit in. She also loved the baked beans and pasta salad. My shorts were covered with the casualties that fell off the fork since she insists on feeding herself these days.  My 12 year old neighbor took the picture hence the cut off face.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509903329245877922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/THcb4p5xVqI/AAAAAAAAByA/blweWCE8Yvs/s320/IMG_8147.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509903065341086930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/THcbpSx9zNI/AAAAAAAABx4/-2AC41mc1Vk/s320/IMG_8161.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509902957214349762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/THcbi_-iucI/AAAAAAAABxw/Knm1Zsjxs5I/s320/IMG_8163.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509902830352654994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/THcbbnYW4pI/AAAAAAAABxo/UknJyVXtKiY/s320/IMG_8152.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509902567890404674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/THcbMVoexUI/AAAAAAAABxY/FoXOQg1u5qU/s320/IMG_8160.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-146186985933178530?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/146186985933178530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=146186985933178530' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/146186985933178530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/146186985933178530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2010/08/car-show.html' title='Car Show'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/THcb4p5xVqI/AAAAAAAAByA/blweWCE8Yvs/s72-c/IMG_8147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-4168539552318454023</id><published>2010-08-26T19:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T19:40:02.139-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spaghetti-O's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; 1st and certainly not last time we will be eating these.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509898195603425906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/THcXN1mCCnI/AAAAAAAABxQ/sZKcbM32_E0/s320/IMG_8228.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-4168539552318454023?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/4168539552318454023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=4168539552318454023' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/4168539552318454023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/4168539552318454023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2010/08/spaghetti-os.html' title='Spaghetti-O&apos;s'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/THcXN1mCCnI/AAAAAAAABxQ/sZKcbM32_E0/s72-c/IMG_8228.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-9113012829931244626</id><published>2010-08-26T12:54:00.019-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T13:18:35.654-06:00</updated><title type='text'>a 'one'derful birthday brunch</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512023720006338466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TH6kXpCBR6I/AAAAAAAAB1o/1RKPQiXpfyI/s320/sign.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TH6kghgq5OI/AAAAAAAAB14/YH2Wwms6JuI/s1600/table.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512023872606233826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TH6kghgq5OI/AAAAAAAAB14/YH2Wwms6JuI/s320/table.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512023568813730818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TH6kO1y5LAI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/JUb3hOxWiOY/s320/party+glasses.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512023801419974802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TH6kcYUiyJI/AAAAAAAAB1w/Kuce_pKo6jg/s320/stella,+catch+and+cy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512023640330808994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TH6kTAN5LqI/AAAAAAAAB1g/W_jsBUE0y7s/s320/Porter.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TH6kKsJk1iI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/0a5SXoGc5XU/s1600/Maya+%26+Kalle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512023497505035810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TH6kKsJk1iI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/0a5SXoGc5XU/s320/Maya+%26+Kalle.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512023155198696194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TH6j2w9YmwI/AAAAAAAAB04/tuEIGq9n3ss/s320/Happy+Birthday+sign.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512023424990565122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TH6kGeAx0wI/AAAAAAAAB1I/euJoNTTBr04/s320/Linden+in+party+hat.jpg" /&gt;1st birthday parties are not for the baby. They are a distraction for the parents to avoid that sinking feeling that their baby is now entering the 'toddler' years. There were no tears shed on Saturday as we celebrated Linden's birthday with a brunch. The party worked and I was well distracted. Throughout the rest of the day I would contentedly sigh and smile over how well it went and what delightful people came to help celebrate. It was only the next day on her actual birthday, when most of the fanfare had subsided, I was looking at pictures and videos over the past year, that a few tears fell. Happy tears, of course, over what a marvel she has been in our lives this year. The menu included mini quiches, mini muffins, fruit and dip, mini pastries, chicken bacon salad, orange &amp;amp; apple juice and milk. It was delicious! We played musical chairs, freeze dance, and had a mini relay race. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512023346189124930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TH6kB4dDRUI/AAAAAAAAB1A/5t5M1_xBBDQ/s320/Kasia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512023089179283458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TH6jy7BIUAI/AAAAAAAAB0w/ZKguLSJe6Mc/s320/giraffe+shirt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512023024702503186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TH6jvK0quRI/AAAAAAAAB0o/y3kCPUutefs/s320/family+in+hats.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512022961395405154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TH6jre_FEWI/AAAAAAAAB0g/y9aU9I4ondo/s320/Evert.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512022903872198914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TH6joIsemQI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/intts3QnzWo/s320/Cy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512022843365120402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TH6jknSd2ZI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/ViJ_SuCV9ZM/s320/block+box.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512022765574962162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TH6jgFf2O_I/AAAAAAAAB0I/uT4N3rhjGKM/s320/baby+doll+and+stroller.jpg" /&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/7088657125763312898-9113012829931244626?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/9113012829931244626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=9113012829931244626' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/9113012829931244626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/9113012829931244626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2010/08/onederful-birthday-brunch.html' title='a &apos;one&apos;derful birthday brunch'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TH6kXpCBR6I/AAAAAAAAB1o/1RKPQiXpfyI/s72-c/sign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-6672822730697449524</id><published>2010-08-04T08:27:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T09:02:38.589-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What? July is over!</title><content type='html'>July was a fun/busy month. Weekend #1 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;roadtrip&lt;/span&gt; to Mt. Rushmore for the 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th (&lt;a href="http://lifeinthenorthwoods.blogspot.com/2010/07/independance-day-road-trip.html"&gt;pictures here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;. Weekend #2 boating at Pine View Reservoir for Evert's birthday. Weekend #3 I worked &amp;amp; Rob was up at scout camp. Weekend #4 camping in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Uintahs&lt;/span&gt; for the 24&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th (&lt;a href="http://sagummow.blogspot.com/2010/07/camping-trip-2.html"&gt;pictures here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; Weekend #5 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Spudman&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Triathalon&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Burley&lt;/span&gt;, Idaho. In between I was able to meet up with a few of my favorite people ever-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;roomies&lt;/span&gt; from college and high-school girlfriends for a lunch, BBQ and baby-shower. I have pictures to prove it all....but no time (Lindi is a walking time-bomb of baby destruction), computer (our main computer crashed so I only have our rink-a-dink laptop), or energy (see the 'time' reason). Life is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; good. We are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; happy. And here are a couple pictures from the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tri&lt;/span&gt; for your laughing pleasure.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501566669087930802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TFl9vKsdebI/AAAAAAAABw4/3FJr6rdvNnY/s320/IMG_0112.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501566945873807154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TFl9_RzWxzI/AAAAAAAABxA/a9uehgSdnoY/s320/IMG_0111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're welcome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-6672822730697449524?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/6672822730697449524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=6672822730697449524' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/6672822730697449524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/6672822730697449524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-july-is-over.html' title='What? July is over!'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TFl9vKsdebI/AAAAAAAABw4/3FJr6rdvNnY/s72-c/IMG_0112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-6320728394673711587</id><published>2010-06-22T21:09:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T22:14:57.181-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A bit of baby news and sass</title><content type='html'>This past week my babe has been up to new milestones mixed of course with plenty of sass. She decided to finally push her first bottom left tooth barely above the surface of the gum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND even bigger news....she took her first 4 consecutive steps yesterday! She did it a few times but we haven't caught it on video yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND she can move the wiggle racer  by herself. She moves the handles back and forth and gets a few feet before every nerve of my body can't stand watching my baby balance by herself on a moving object. I can blame Rob for promoting that one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND the sassy part this week was walking into her room in the morning or after a nap as she is jumping on her crib. Yep. She holds onto the side and jumps (catching a few inches of air) about 10 times in a row with a concentrated look on her face. Then bursts out in smiles and giggles like she is the funniest thing on 2 legs. I can't help but laugh and giggle with her. After all, she is usually wearing pj's with monkey's on them not-to-mention a giant 12 hours full night diaper sagging between those 2 busy legs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND her new favorite place is inside of baskets (toy and laundry are her current favorites). It entertains her for at least an hour. First she empties out stuff and then she climbs on in. I caught her in this daredevil pose with her legs on the backside. Usually she just sits. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485812573083013490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TCGFeFr8EXI/AAAAAAAABwk/E86WjmxvAHc/s320/IMG_7073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND the ultimate sass: I was holding Lindi and eating a cookie. I went to take a second bite and she grabbed it out of &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; hand and put it into &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt; mouth so fast that I was literally left with my mouth hanging open....she didn't even say &lt;em&gt;'thank you'&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-6320728394673711587?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/6320728394673711587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=6320728394673711587' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/6320728394673711587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/6320728394673711587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2010/06/bit-of-baby-news-and-sass.html' title='A bit of baby news and sass'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TCGFeFr8EXI/AAAAAAAABwk/E86WjmxvAHc/s72-c/IMG_7073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-8100623353653743296</id><published>2010-06-08T14:59:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T15:34:53.988-06:00</updated><title type='text'>China</title><content type='html'>Beginning of May, Rob came home and said his work needed to send him to China. Luckily we had the option of when he could go. We timed it during Shari's break between the end of the school year and the beginning of summer school. That way I could have someone to help watch Lindi while at work and not get the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;heebee&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;geebees&lt;/span&gt; at night over every sound. Memorial Day Rob flew out and came home on Saturday. While he was busy fixing the testing process/machinery of carbon fiber at the Boeing plant, Shari and I were chasing one busy 9 month old around. Here are some highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Olympic Nest. He woke up early (4AM because of jet lag) to go running around it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480515091824139970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TA6zcGJYXsI/AAAAAAAABu8/G4k_S8Iq2mU/s320/IMG_5900.JPG" /&gt;Tienaman Square &amp;amp; the Palace &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480514933726355746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TA6zS5L7oSI/AAAAAAAABu0/44UztQV9N6Q/s320/IMG_5887.JPG" /&gt;Peking Duck with Pong (the guy assigned to drive and tour Rob around) and his wife. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The head really is still attached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480515259530966546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TA6zl25zdhI/AAAAAAAABvE/lEdhm9V_zwA/s320/IMG_5873.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480514680276730514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TA6zEJA1QpI/AAAAAAAABus/XhZNhkToNl0/s320/IMG_5868.JPG" /&gt; The Great Wall&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480514480551056418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TA6y4g-hVCI/AAAAAAAABuk/epF8mPmdlF0/s320/IMG_5911.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480514215503769970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TA6ypFmUsXI/AAAAAAAABuc/pVCkk1daVNM/s320/IMG_5915.JPG" /&gt;Coming home to 2 beautiful ladies and spoiling them with gifts.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480513497430362706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TA6x_SkSClI/AAAAAAAABuM/6KpetwSV59o/s320/IMG_5932.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480515978983836626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TA60PvEvC9I/AAAAAAAABvM/ZINBsfPeKyg/s320/IMG_5935.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We used to joke that Lindi is our Blue-Eyed China baby because her eyes are slanty. When she smiles big they are super slanty. I guess she sorta looks the part a bit more in authentic apparel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-8100623353653743296?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/8100623353653743296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=8100623353653743296' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/8100623353653743296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/8100623353653743296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2010/06/china.html' title='China'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TA6zcGJYXsI/AAAAAAAABu8/G4k_S8Iq2mU/s72-c/IMG_5900.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-8197952041304123077</id><published>2010-06-08T13:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T16:46:13.093-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Goblin Valley</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TA7D0e3bzsI/AAAAAAAABwU/CMtmU4W2E9E/s1600/GV1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480533102962659010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TA7D0e3bzsI/AAAAAAAABwU/CMtmU4W2E9E/s320/GV1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Living in Utah there are plenty of camping opportunities to explore and enjoy. The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bolke&lt;/span&gt; siblings decided to travel to Goblin Valley and camp over night during Memorial Day weekend. We left on Friday and came home Sunday through Capital Reef. Although desolate country it is beautiful in it's own unique way with red rock formations and sheer cliffs everywhere. It was the perfect temperature. Not too hot and a breeze to keep things cool enough. We had 9 children 8 years and under. 4 of them were 9 months and younger. Are we crazy or what?! We had to get inventive with places to put the younger group. The older kids dubbed the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pack'n'play&lt;/span&gt; "the baby museum". We would put a couple in there at a time with random objects like the oatmeal box or the pots and pans to play with. Another random location was the cooler &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;inbetween&lt;/span&gt; the camp chairs. Lindi managed to get a handful of sand into her mouth despite precautions taken by her parents. When she realized she couldn't chew or swallow the stuff she started screaming. She loved the tent though and we had minimal problems getting her to sleep. When I first put her in there she would start crawling full speed towards the sides and then roll into them with her legs in the air laughing. She's my outdoor baby for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480532891525502034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TA7DoLM41FI/AAAAAAAABv8/IKqfYtz4Dqg/s320/GV4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480532957017736818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TA7Dr_LdBnI/AAAAAAAABwE/7YDdtSDF9Mo/s320/GV3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480532687415234786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TA7DcS1NUOI/AAAAAAAABvs/XlKsbJWidqA/s320/GV5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480532598882610194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TA7DXJBYrBI/AAAAAAAABvk/On_yd5ucwfY/s320/GV6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480532500288394178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TA7DRZusU8I/AAAAAAAABvc/Lkav8SU2Gmo/s320/GV7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480532424346173666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TA7DM-0qAOI/AAAAAAAABvU/9oLH3g6iPkk/s320/GV8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TA7DwEqSl_I/AAAAAAAABwM/yQdfflNbv04/s1600/GV2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480533027208730610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TA7DwEqSl_I/AAAAAAAABwM/yQdfflNbv04/s320/GV2.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/7088657125763312898-8197952041304123077?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/8197952041304123077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=8197952041304123077' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/8197952041304123077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/8197952041304123077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2010/06/goblin-valley.html' title='Goblin Valley'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/TA7D0e3bzsI/AAAAAAAABwU/CMtmU4W2E9E/s72-c/GV1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-8047910712511542533</id><published>2010-05-23T16:13:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T16:38:58.259-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer of Boating</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's true. I'm now 28 whopping years old. For some reason the last few weeks I have been really bummed about turning 28. I even read a few obituaries. Almost a panicked feeling of my youth slipping away. I'm not in my mid 20's anymore and that means 30 is just around the corner. Thankfully Rob and Lindi boosted my spirits this morning before I headed to the hospital on rounds with this surprise:&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S_mpdHjcbYI/AAAAAAAABt8/Q_2Dlc2YnoY/s1600/IMG_5820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474594705394863778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S_mq4QBLjqI/AAAAAAAABuE/yHVfbvyaANo/s320/IMG_5816.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474593139754560898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S_mpdHjcbYI/AAAAAAAABt8/Q_2Dlc2YnoY/s320/IMG_5820.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Somehow 28 suddenly seemed so much better. He mentioned it was between a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wake board&lt;/span&gt; or a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;vacuum&lt;/span&gt;. Oh man am I glad I didn't get a vacuum for my 28&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday. Rob's a smart man and an engineer at that. I'm sure this equation came up in his head as he pondered it:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;vacuum&lt;/span&gt;+wife=grumpy wife&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;vs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wake board + wife= happy wife&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like I said. He's smart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hit It! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474592766085386850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S_mpHXhxUmI/AAAAAAAABts/mPWfO1fKBQo/s320/IMG_5817.JPG" /&gt;See how sparkly it is?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474592441345719714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S_mo0dxzPaI/AAAAAAAABtk/FrYbwi5-6wM/s320/IMG_5812.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;If you can't tell from the fact I'm actually blogging about it and that I'm smiling in the pictures. I am.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-8047910712511542533?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/8047910712511542533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=8047910712511542533' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/8047910712511542533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/8047910712511542533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2010/05/summer-of-boating.html' title='Summer of Boating'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S_mq4QBLjqI/AAAAAAAABuE/yHVfbvyaANo/s72-c/IMG_5816.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-557856638952967335</id><published>2010-05-09T19:25:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T20:10:18.974-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Better luck next year</title><content type='html'>Little did I suspect last night as I went to bed that my 1st Mother's Day would be spent in bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of yummy strawberry and whip cream waffles this morning I ate dry toast, Sprite and a few tylenol.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of lovely talks on Mary, Emma Smith, &amp;amp; Lucy Mack Smith and the children singing the classic Mother's Day songs in church I got a 3 hour nap.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of holding and squeezing my baby and sneaking her lots of kisses all day long I had to limit her exposure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I visited the bathroom at least 5 times last night. It may have been 6 as my stomach revolted against food poisoning or perhaps 24 hour gastroenteritis. Whatever it was I'm glad it's starting to ease up. I just keep reminding myself that there will be other Mother's Days and I have a darling baby and doting husband that make being a Mom wonderful every day. I was laughing earlier this week as I spent 20 minutes sucking up Goldfish crackers from the nooks and crannies of the car after a road trip. I am definately a mom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-557856638952967335?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/557856638952967335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=557856638952967335' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/557856638952967335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/557856638952967335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2010/05/better-luck-next-year.html' title='Better luck next year'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-8403596554410152879</id><published>2010-04-21T15:18:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T21:09:47.349-06:00</updated><title type='text'>spring has sprung</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462792880936313202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S8-9Lp294XI/AAAAAAAABtM/M9eVJvkdXxk/s320/mom%27s+clothes+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S8-9ZDohj0I/AAAAAAAABtc/NRI07G4hKMU/s1600/mom%27s+clothes+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462793111193358146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S8-9ZDohj0I/AAAAAAAABtc/NRI07G4hKMU/s320/mom%27s+clothes+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S8-9T8OQbCI/AAAAAAAABtU/txoIY6P807g/s1600/mom%27s+clothes+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462793023304789026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S8-9T8OQbCI/AAAAAAAABtU/txoIY6P807g/s320/mom%27s+clothes+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was my mom's dress she wore as a baby.  I've had it in Lindi's closet and almost missed the window of it fitting her. The bonnet is just a tad bit small, but she still looks darling in it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you mom!&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/7088657125763312898-8403596554410152879?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/8403596554410152879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=8403596554410152879' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/8403596554410152879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/8403596554410152879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2010/04/spring-has-sprung.html' title='spring has sprung'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S8-9Lp294XI/AAAAAAAABtM/M9eVJvkdXxk/s72-c/mom%27s+clothes+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-433335686095432666</id><published>2010-04-05T14:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T14:29:56.173-06:00</updated><title type='text'>shop-shop</title><content type='html'>My sister has to do my blogging for me. For an update check this out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sagummow.blogspot.com/2010/04/binge-shoppers.html"&gt;http://sagummow.blogspot.com/2010/04/binge-shoppers.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-433335686095432666?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/433335686095432666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=433335686095432666' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/433335686095432666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/433335686095432666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2010/04/shop-shop.html' title='shop-shop'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-8823894378610220576</id><published>2010-03-05T21:45:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T21:52:31.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 month photo shoot</title><content type='html'>From these pictures &lt;a href="http://michellesallayphotography.blogspot.com/2010/03/linden-6-months.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; that Michelle took you would have thought Lindi just sat there perfectly still with a cutie smile to boot. But what you don't see is me trying with all my might to get her to smile and stay still for even a moment. That's why I love photo shoots with Michelle: laughs, chatting and fun are always to be had. Thanks Michelle (and Miss Stella, assistant &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;extraordinaire&lt;/span&gt;) for yet another set of treasures!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-8823894378610220576?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/8823894378610220576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=8823894378610220576' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/8823894378610220576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/8823894378610220576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2010/03/6-month-photo-shoot.html' title='6 month photo shoot'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-4501660836839647369</id><published>2010-02-18T14:48:00.011-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T16:43:35.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AZ you are my sunshine</title><content type='html'>For the weekend we flew down to Phoenix, AZ to visit our good friends the Buttons. There were lots of 1&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sts&lt;/span&gt; for Linden on this trip:&lt;br /&gt;1. airplane flights&lt;br /&gt;2. cactus sightings&lt;br /&gt;3. meeting Buttons&lt;br /&gt;4. visiting the state of AZ&lt;br /&gt;5. sitting in/trying to eat grass&lt;br /&gt;6. earache/ potential infection&lt;br /&gt;7. antibiotics so above didn't progress since we were flying&lt;br /&gt;8. Valentine's Day&lt;br /&gt;9. meeting Jill&lt;br /&gt;10. meeting Jen (well actually 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; time, but I can't leave Jen out)&lt;br /&gt;She did great on the flights. In fact, besides the time I was raising her up and hit her head on the air valve thing overhead she didn't cry at all (klutzy Mom!). We had such a lovely time that I'm sure we will be heading down in the fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S33NtX_AoFI/AAAAAAAABro/1hjv2Y_bYu8/s1600-h/IMG_4983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439730104349532242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S33NtX_AoFI/AAAAAAAABro/1hjv2Y_bYu8/s320/IMG_4983.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S33NM9fJPDI/AAAAAAAABrg/0Z5ySYkxXEY/s1600-h/IMG_4995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439729547480742962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S33NM9fJPDI/AAAAAAAABrg/0Z5ySYkxXEY/s320/IMG_4995.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439729307682589538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S33M_AKzy2I/AAAAAAAABrY/GzgwOET4QvM/s320/IMG_5007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439729157383809442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S33M2QQyaaI/AAAAAAAABrQ/uTGGgCHlr4w/s320/IMG_5012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439728500850794210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S33MQCfHnuI/AAAAAAAABrA/zVneHHQnjdw/s320/sunny+day.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439728353539689058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S33MHdtaimI/AAAAAAAABq4/uHOyvfh8Fhs/s320/valentine+pjs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439728239967121826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S33MA2nmsaI/AAAAAAAABqw/ewXgetoLZJ0/s320/heart+bum+pjs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439728144788435730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S33L7UDPMxI/AAAAAAAABqo/IYxigQGVQ9w/s320/AZ+grass.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-4501660836839647369?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/4501660836839647369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=4501660836839647369' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/4501660836839647369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/4501660836839647369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2010/02/az-you-are-my-sunshine.html' title='AZ you are my sunshine'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S33NtX_AoFI/AAAAAAAABro/1hjv2Y_bYu8/s72-c/IMG_4983.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-5491419599965496491</id><published>2010-01-29T17:33:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T18:01:02.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 months</title><content type='html'>Linden turned 5 months and to celebrate I did a photo shoot with her. I thought it would be fun to use the same blue chair that Michelle Sallay shot her newborn pictures on just to get a comparison of how much she has grown. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S3yMLh6qMVI/AAAAAAAABqg/6so5rK3n7bI/s1600-h/blue+chair+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439376579667571026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S3yMLh6qMVI/AAAAAAAABqg/6so5rK3n7bI/s320/blue+chair+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439376467234973890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S3yME_Eo6MI/AAAAAAAABqY/aVgVWeP02mo/s320/blue+chair.jpg" /&gt;Before we could take the above pictures the chair looked like this. I don't know if you can see all the white spit up marks all over the back and arm rests, but it was bad. We nick-named it the Lindi bird chair because it looked like a flock of birds had been hanging out. Nope, just a projectile, spitty baby. It was definately time for a chair bath.  She has been doing much better with just an occasional spit up here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439376312791128466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S3yL7_uW2ZI/AAAAAAAABqQ/RXTpYl70cnU/s320/blue+chair+with+spit+up.jpg" /&gt;After a few poses she started getting fussy and wouldn't smile at me. I picked her up and this was the suprise that greeted my hand. She still hasn't gotten out of the blow-out stage.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439375998646120386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S3yLptcWb8I/AAAAAAAABqI/Y0B47CM4yiY/s320/poopy+diaper.jpg" /&gt;The doctor at her 4 month check up cleared her to start cereals. I realize EVERYone has their own opinions of when this should start. I always laugh when moms are really serious and occasionally dramatic about the way to do things with babies because there are about 100 ways to do most things with babies. With food some say 4 months, some 6 months, some a year. Since Lindi's pediatrician cleared her, we decided to try it out and see what would happen.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439375861718086066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S3yLhvWKcbI/AAAAAAAABqA/O0QHqXbXZ80/s320/1st+cereal+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439375777591999586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S3yLc188PGI/AAAAAAAABp4/yIEBev3Anzo/s320/1st+cereal+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439375701860364690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S3yLYb1HMZI/AAAAAAAABpw/fABDC6WghTE/s320/1st+cereal+4.jpg" /&gt;Yep, a great big mess. Pretty much she just wanted to play with the spoon. We'll try again in a couple weeks and see if she is interested in the cereal part. To finish off the day we did our routine bath. We have been putting Johnson's vapor bath in the tub. As the bubbles dissolve she gets a kick out of them as do we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439375345368634722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S3yLDry3FWI/AAAAAAAABpg/3fu3lKTdZXQ/s320/bubble+beard+in+bath.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439375555371126946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S3yLP6HW0KI/AAAAAAAABpo/d98ucP0aKno/s320/bath+robe.jpg" /&gt;Yay! squeaky clean and ready to sleep through most of the night. Just the way we like it. Happy 5 months Linden!&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/7088657125763312898-5491419599965496491?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/5491419599965496491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=5491419599965496491' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/5491419599965496491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/5491419599965496491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2010/01/5-months.html' title='5 months'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S3yMLh6qMVI/AAAAAAAABqg/6so5rK3n7bI/s72-c/blue+chair+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-3748601912583802497</id><published>2010-01-28T13:29:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T16:35:42.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rob is so old</title><content type='html'>Rob turned 29 this year. He got a Blueray player from me and Lindi (not that we own any discs, but our DVD player is on the fritz so figured we'd upgrade for now). From his parents he got money towards his painting project and a white table cloth (the later because I always borrow theirs). My parents gave him a fishing pole and reel. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439356803315654482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S3x6MZQ731I/AAAAAAAABpQ/WG6KfTtqi4E/s320/Rob+29+bday+4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439356713606021506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S3x6HLEfgYI/AAAAAAAABpI/xoeSkgmAJ4w/s320/Rob+29+bday+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439356616193546434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S3x6BgLjGMI/AAAAAAAABpA/v0m7zzaALOs/s320/Rob+29+bday+2.jpg" /&gt;It was a pretty low key day. He even had to go with the scouts to a first aide clinic in the morning. I told the scouts when they came to meet at our house to tell him "you are so old" throughout the day. They were swift to comply with my request, as 12 year olds would. We spent the afternoon painting our basement per his request. Cherie and Evert went to dinner at Tepanyakis and a movie "Sherlock Holmes" with us that night. I made cupcakes for him- his favorite rainbow chip cake. We didn't have any candles so he ended up blowing out my big jar one (a flames a flame).&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S3x6RomdztI/AAAAAAAABpY/AfntesqTkJc/s1600-h/Rob+29+bday+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439356893331836626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S3x6RomdztI/AAAAAAAABpY/AfntesqTkJc/s320/Rob+29+bday+5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439356504529163938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S3x57AMr1qI/AAAAAAAABo4/ZvvfV7zDQTA/s320/Rob+29+bday+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-3748601912583802497?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/3748601912583802497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=3748601912583802497' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/3748601912583802497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/3748601912583802497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2010/01/rob-turned-29-this-year.html' title='Rob is so old'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S3x6MZQ731I/AAAAAAAABpQ/WG6KfTtqi4E/s72-c/Rob+29+bday+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-525344486600161298</id><published>2010-01-10T16:32:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T16:41:00.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're still alive...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S05YH6_IUsI/AAAAAAAABn4/KPW7QAwOlis/s1600-h/Jan+10+small+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426371494144398018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S05YH6_IUsI/AAAAAAAABn4/KPW7QAwOlis/s320/Jan+10+small+4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426371392868330738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S05YCBtCLPI/AAAAAAAABnw/lOZ_D5nweGs/s320/Jan+10+small+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426371292279906466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S05X8K-4oKI/AAAAAAAABno/7Yoke6I9AG8/s320/Jan+10+small+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426371176122972306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S05X1aQ6eJI/AAAAAAAABng/2gh5JxMsCXA/s320/Jan+10+small.jpg" /&gt;and Linden is still cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-525344486600161298?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/525344486600161298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=525344486600161298' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/525344486600161298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/525344486600161298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2010/01/were-still-alive.html' title='We&apos;re still alive...'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S05YH6_IUsI/AAAAAAAABn4/KPW7QAwOlis/s72-c/Jan+10+small+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-1121848707793158085</id><published>2010-01-04T16:19:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T13:28:54.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jumperoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439310441687130354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S3xQByvVoPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/W8GwSy5I4Gc/s320/jumperoo+1.jpg" /&gt;This was Linden's Christmas present. She loves it. I love it. Today she was wearing a skirt and when I put her in the jumper, I couldn't stop laughing at these legs. If I was somewhat concerned before whether she was getting enough to eat...I am now &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;thoroughly&lt;/span&gt; convinced.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439310803824212434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S3xQW3zi-dI/AAAAAAAABoo/kpNwZaaDcGE/s320/jumperoo+4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439311693903179522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S3xRKrm6LwI/AAAAAAAABow/gcrgAQWyXiU/s320/jumperoo+5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439310712445603938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S3xQRjZMEGI/AAAAAAAABog/TWVe74OP3_c/s320/jumperoo+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439310602988980482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S3xQLLosiQI/AAAAAAAABoY/BcwofkMt_9I/s320/jumperoo+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-1121848707793158085?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/1121848707793158085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=1121848707793158085' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/1121848707793158085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/1121848707793158085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2010/01/jumperoo.html' title='Jumperoo'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/S3xQByvVoPI/AAAAAAAABoQ/W8GwSy5I4Gc/s72-c/jumperoo+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-6775614330270961194</id><published>2009-12-18T07:35:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T08:31:55.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace on Earth, Good Will To Men- In this case 2 children</title><content type='html'>There are plenty of crummy things in this world and just like the song says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And in despair I bowed my head;&lt;br /&gt;"There is no peace on earth," I said,&lt;br /&gt;"For hate is strong and mocks the song&lt;br /&gt;Of peace on earth, good will to men."&lt;br /&gt;Then pealed the bells more loud and deep:&lt;br /&gt;"God is not dead, nor doth he sleep;&lt;br /&gt;The wrong shall fail, the right prevail,&lt;br /&gt;With peace on earth, good will to men."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've mentioned these 2 children before when there was an auction in their benefit. It's Benson &amp;amp; Claire Skinner the children of my college roommate. I have a button on the side that links to the blog, which their mother started to help keep family, friends, neighbors and even strangers updated on their upcoming liver and kidney transplant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's not upcoming anymore. Right now little Claire is having a combined liver/kidney transplant so she can live a more normal childhood. The cost beyond what the insurance will cover is $100,000. So far they've raised over $72,000 through auctions, benefit concerts and just spreading the word. I know it's hard to feel connected to a cause when you don't personally know the family. But I do, and you know me, so hopefully that's a strong enough connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please help if you can. Right now the manager of their fundraising is doing a dollar drive to get as many people as possible to even donate a dollar. Times are tight for many, but almost everyone has a dollar to give. 100% of the procedes go to them because it is all volunteer based through a program called COTA (Children's Organ Transplant Association)  I promise you won't regret giving these cute kids $1, $5, $10...whatever you can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cota.donorpages.com/PatientOnlineDonation/COTAforClaireS/"&gt;http://cota.donorpages.com/PatientOnlineDonation/COTAforClaireS/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the link to make a donation online. And if you don't feel comfortable with that you can also send a check by printing out a form and mailing it. The information for that is here: &lt;a href="http://cota.org/give/send_a_check.php"&gt;http://cota.org/give/send_a_check.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas with Peace on earth, good will to these children!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-6775614330270961194?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/6775614330270961194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=6775614330270961194' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/6775614330270961194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/6775614330270961194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/12/peace-on-earth-good-will-to-men-in-this.html' title='Peace on Earth, Good Will To Men- In this case 2 children'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-4718174409949929158</id><published>2009-12-16T15:09:00.011-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T16:19:16.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything Christmas</title><content type='html'>This month is flying by. Not only did I start work again as mentioned, but Christmas is always an especially busy time of the year with all the preparation and partying. Here's what we have been up to:&lt;br /&gt;The first weekend we went out and found the PERFECT tree and poinsettas. Thanks Lutheran church fundraiser! Rob was extra ambitious and even put lights on our house. Thanks neighbors who upgraded to LED so we got your old ones! (we love free!) Granted it was a few days into December and the coldest week of the month so far, but hey it's done. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415964819687796914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SylfTvmA8LI/AAAAAAAABm4/hTaI8KVMEAw/s320/IMG_4234.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415965169789349954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SylfoH0usEI/AAAAAAAABnA/B1efWtL3IM8/s320/IMG_4239.jpg" /&gt;Our neighborhood gift this year. I was extra ambitious and got them all out last week. Mostly because I thought I was pretty clever and had the idea since September. The tag says: "'orange' you glad it's Christmas?!" Inside are 4 oranges and a pampered chef orange peeler. It's like the ferrari of orange peelers. Our neighbors have loved them. (p.s. I already have our gift for next year entirely based on the saying. And it's just as cheesy as this year's.) Thanks Reams for having a 5 star deal on oranges, Julie for hosting the P.C. party and Tricia for the use of your cricut for the tags.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415965411875373266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sylf2NqiQNI/AAAAAAAABnI/3P1UHUCtByI/s320/IMG_4266.jpg" /&gt;Lindi and I were suprised on the morning of Dec 6th, because Sinter Klaas came! He visited our apartment the first year Rob and I were married, but must have gotten lost last year in the move. I explained all about Sinter Klaas and Swarte Pete &lt;a href="http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2007/12/sinter-klaas-came-to-town.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;. Basically it's the Dutch version and since Rob served his mission in Holland our family gets the joy of candy in our wooden shoes. I thought it was sweet that while serving there Rob picked up the pair of blue wooden shoes specifically for his future children. Well that day has finally arrived and I think Lindi makes a darling Dutch baby. Thanks Sinter Klaas for finding our new address! We love the books, movie and candy. (I highly recommed "Christmas Oranges").&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415964540754126002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SylfDgfC5LI/AAAAAAAABmw/rwV--MPuJjQ/s320/IMG_4256.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415964312398548962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Syle2Ny1T-I/AAAAAAAABmo/PWVw2u1p28M/s320/IMG_4253.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415963993563428578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SylejqCnduI/AAAAAAAABmg/tUym45760Qw/s320/IMG_4258.jpg" /&gt;And finally the ultimate childhood experience (at this age I'm sure it's the ultimate parent experience). Sitting on Santa's lap. I'm sure this one came straight from the North Pole because that snowy white beard is amazing. Lindi must have known she was getting her chance to ask Santa for something because she was EXTRA nice last night and slept like a champ. But I still think she has some work to do because there have been PLENTY of naughty nights to make up for. I let him know what I'm wishing for this year: a victorio strainer to can tomato soup and apple sauce. Thanks West Valley Library for a jolly good time!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415965610433039634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SylgBxWXzRI/AAAAAAAABnQ/_Z_ltapNwPA/s320/IMG_4279.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SylgLBJw05I/AAAAAAAABnY/i5OR86rd56I/s1600-h/IMG_4285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415965769293943698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SylgLBJw05I/AAAAAAAABnY/i5OR86rd56I/s320/IMG_4285.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-4718174409949929158?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/4718174409949929158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=4718174409949929158' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/4718174409949929158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/4718174409949929158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/12/everything-christmas.html' title='Everything Christmas'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SylfTvmA8LI/AAAAAAAABm4/hTaI8KVMEAw/s72-c/IMG_4234.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-1099701080098902407</id><published>2009-12-08T08:37:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T09:35:44.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back to work.</title><content type='html'>I'll admit these first days back to work have been hard. Yesterday was the first day that Lindi was with someone besides Rob. I heard she had a baby blast hanging with her cousin that's just 2 weeks older. They cooed and gooed with each other and Dane chomped on Lindi's hand. I was relieved she did well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile at the hospital, I felt somewhat disoriented. Like I was new again. Part of that is the hospital built a huge new part and renamed and numbered all their rooms. The other part was trying to remember nurse's names on different floors. A quick sneak peak at badges helped that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people noticed I was back and would ask about the baby. I had a few 'proud mama moments' as I showed them a picture of miss Lindi B. This was my favorite conversation though:&lt;br /&gt;Nurse: Why do you look different?&lt;br /&gt;Me:      Um...I'm not pregnant anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Nurse: Oh! you were pregnant? (staring intently at my face) It's your cheeks. Your cheeks were really big and now they are thinner.&lt;br /&gt;Me:      I had big cheeks? I guess there's few things that are thinner about my body now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-1099701080098902407?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/1099701080098902407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=1099701080098902407' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/1099701080098902407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/1099701080098902407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-back-to-work.html' title='I&apos;m back to work.'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-1549613945580954629</id><published>2009-12-01T16:43:00.015-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T17:39:04.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Temple Square Lights</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SxW2il8stUI/AAAAAAAABmY/jHZCcuQ-Wxw/s1600/Rob+and+Kristen+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 255px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410430624809541794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SxW1_NGq4KI/AAAAAAAABmQ/HQl26Qo2Ouw/s320/Rob+and+Kristen+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SxWwd2tOrkI/AAAAAAAABmI/hPrqpiHAdz4/s1600/L%26K.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410424554303434306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SxWwd2tOrkI/AAAAAAAABmI/hPrqpiHAdz4/s320/L%26K.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No Christmas is complete without a visit to Temple Square during the holidays. Neither of my parents have been before and my grandma hasn't been since the mall was built. My favorite part is the orange lights on the southwest corner around the building with the stained glass windows. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410417656796206498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SxWqMXfW1aI/AAAAAAAABk4/lBxxa8crvYY/s320/group.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410418249869254114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SxWqu42_XeI/AAAAAAAABlY/3nnm63J-jwM/s320/mom+and+dad.jpg" /&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/7088657125763312898-1549613945580954629?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/1549613945580954629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=1549613945580954629' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/1549613945580954629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/1549613945580954629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/12/temple-square-lights.html' title='Temple Square Lights'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SxW1_NGq4KI/AAAAAAAABmQ/HQl26Qo2Ouw/s72-c/Rob+and+Kristen+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-2854912473031751623</id><published>2009-11-30T12:08:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T16:42:14.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>As my sister pointed out, this is a Thanksgiving to go down in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gummow&lt;/span&gt; history. When I knew that I would have to work the Thanksgiving weekend, my family was very kind in offering to come down to celebrate here and help Rob watch the baby. It &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; made going back to work more &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;bearable&lt;/span&gt; knowing there would be lots of hugs and cuddles for Linden to enjoy. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410414457566252098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SxWnSJbfzEI/AAAAAAAABkw/-SgBHkwRRSM/s320/dinner.jpg" /&gt;The part that is going to be most memorable is having my 91 year old Grandma here with us. She was a trooper even though there was lots of noise and commotion throughout the weekend. She would just giggle her cute grandma giggle and as usual say her funny phrases that are at times borderline inappropriate. She played Kerplunk with my nephews and watched us all play musical chairs. It was pretty intense game this year and the adults were very comptetive for those chairs. I have more than one bruise from my sister. In the end Catcher and Cy battled it out. Cy is the official Gummow Family 2009 Musical Chairs Winner. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410414383558836210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SxWnN1uwP_I/AAAAAAAABko/ui8PjTObzSY/s320/GG+and+Linden.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410414278500460034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SxWnHuW4pgI/AAAAAAAABkg/adhKJyl0yyg/s320/Kerplunk.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410414186661481666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SxWnCYOxDMI/AAAAAAAABkY/0t2v2BJygBw/s320/musical+chairs.jpg" /&gt;I love this picture of Noni with the cousins in pink pj's.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410414059887440962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SxWm6_9etEI/AAAAAAAABkQ/MZzqAo13JVs/s320/noni+and+girls.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't ask for a better family  (and inlaws) and of course am grateful for them not only on Thanksgiving, but all year round.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-2854912473031751623?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/2854912473031751623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=2854912473031751623' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/2854912473031751623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/2854912473031751623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/11/1st-thanksgiving.html' title='1st Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SxWnSJbfzEI/AAAAAAAABkw/-SgBHkwRRSM/s72-c/dinner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-2051342803695541681</id><published>2009-11-17T15:32:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T16:11:53.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bouncy Chair</title><content type='html'>We introduced Lindi to her toys on the bouncy chair about 2 weeks ago. At first all she would do is stare, but little by little I think she has caught on to their purpose. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405211608734820418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SwMrUfJ06EI/AAAAAAAABjw/VclmjPOQBXc/s320/chair+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SwMreIA7nQI/AAAAAAAABkA/ofD9J0mAop8/s1600/chair+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405211774322187522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SwMreIA7nQI/AAAAAAAABkA/ofD9J0mAop8/s320/chair+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405211689354606402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SwMrZLfFN0I/AAAAAAAABj4/V8XzhcW9aUY/s320/chair+2.jpg" /&gt; Her feet go a mile a minute and socks just don't stay on anymore. This week she finally got the toy to her mouth and can't stop chopping away with those baby  gums. She's only content for about 20 minutes, but hey in "mom time" that equals a shower &amp;amp; a little makeup in peace, a hot meal or occasionally a blog entry. In other words, Lindi and I both love bouncy chair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-2051342803695541681?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/2051342803695541681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=2051342803695541681' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/2051342803695541681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/2051342803695541681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/11/bouncy-chair.html' title='Bouncy Chair'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SwMrUfJ06EI/AAAAAAAABjw/VclmjPOQBXc/s72-c/chair+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-2342019626858721626</id><published>2009-11-17T13:23:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T16:20:23.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Behind the Name</title><content type='html'>LINDEN: We found out we were having a girl the day before we flew out to NYC for a conference for Rob's work. The whole trip we were throwing out names to each other...well more like I was throwing out names and having Rob promptly turn them down. On the way to the airport we saw an exit for Linden Street. I mentioned the name to Rob and he said he'd think about it. On 2 other trips to California in May and then DC in June we also saw a Linden Street while driving. We took it as a sign. We knew for at least 3 months that was the name we'd use. Someday I'm going to take her back to NYC to take a stroll down Linden Street, but for now she can just enjoy her onesie.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405214696531942946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SwMuIOGB3iI/AAAAAAAABkI/6UgTAlw8c98/s320/I+love+NY.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;RAE: Both my mother and myself have the middle name Rae. I've always said my first girl would also get it for her middle name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-2342019626858721626?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/2342019626858721626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=2342019626858721626' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/2342019626858721626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/2342019626858721626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/11/behind-name.html' title='Behind the Name'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SwMuIOGB3iI/AAAAAAAABkI/6UgTAlw8c98/s72-c/I+love+NY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-2172463592719734801</id><published>2009-11-09T16:38:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T13:39:40.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Online Auction for 2 beautiful children</title><content type='html'>There is an &lt;a href="http://bensonandclaireauction.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ONLINE AUCTION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;benefiting&lt;/span&gt; the 2 very beautiful children of my old roomate from college. They were born with a rare genetic disease and both will eventually require a kidney and liver transplant. Currently, little Claire (2 years old) is on the active waiting list for a kidney transplant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just went to the auction and there are very cool things: photography sessions, quilts, jewelery, gift certificates and even a Wii package for very reasonable prices still. Please check it out and remember all the proceeds go to the children!! It ends at midnight on the 16th so HURRY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-2172463592719734801?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/2172463592719734801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=2172463592719734801' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/2172463592719734801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/2172463592719734801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/11/online-auction-for-2-beautiful-children.html' title='Online Auction for 2 beautiful children'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-688436048491605061</id><published>2009-11-03T10:29:00.018-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T13:54:44.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The 2nd annual Bolke Halloween Fest was put on by Nate &amp;amp; Emily. We ate chili, various chips and dips, scab &amp;amp; fingernail salad, carmeled apples, and chocolate covered pretzels. The kids played a trick-or-treat game then watched "Charlie Brown and the Great Pumpkin". Meanwhile the adults rocked out to "Beatles" Rock Band. Here's the invite list: &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399976984606284178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SvCSdQq-GZI/AAAAAAAABjY/_tZ09QFHLaE/s320/Jayden.jpg" /&gt;lion &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399976877541083762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SvCSXB0oynI/AAAAAAAABjQ/vGO4mfKVmE0/s320/Eva.jpg" /&gt;skunk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399976802821365682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SvCSSreEX7I/AAAAAAAABjI/r2IUQYCPszw/s320/Annie.jpg" /&gt;Bolt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399982471411007586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SvCXconKAGI/AAAAAAAABjo/5kocC9pchgE/s320/Emily+%26+Nate.jpg" /&gt;Elton John &amp;amp; his pregnant nun &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;while the princess runs by &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the witch is in the far back ground&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399976589053045554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SvCSGPHuqzI/AAAAAAAABi4/IuMGSkiJeDE/s320/Ethan.jpg" /&gt; the knight &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399976464953349922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SvCR_A0DlyI/AAAAAAAABiw/L-coUvqJ1mE/s320/Kasia.jpg" /&gt;the Queen &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(be impressed. my sis-in-law made this amazing dress &amp;amp; the costume below) &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399976391256093730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SvCR6uRQtCI/AAAAAAAABio/Zjkx1kOtOm8/s320/Sam.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;the dragon&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399976257597536146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SvCRy8Wk95I/AAAAAAAABig/9H25utNerjc/s320/Joe+%26+Stacey.jpg" /&gt;Harry Potter &amp;amp; his angel&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399976193895529042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SvCRvPC1elI/AAAAAAAABiY/rK-JdmwHgHc/s320/John,+Dan,+Ben.jpg" /&gt; Recycle man, ping-pong champ, &amp;amp; the Friar&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399976102644691362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SvCRp7G8MaI/AAAAAAAABiQ/B2c1m1iF808/s320/Michele.jpg" /&gt;Mahana&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399976004540493986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SvCRkNpE8KI/AAAAAAAABiI/m0LJ-ZOBi1s/s320/Lindi+w+Grandpa.jpg" /&gt;the Count &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and last but not least.....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399975923057987570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SvCRfeGIj_I/AAAAAAAABiA/WCh1foVm8Y4/s320/Rob,+Kristen,+Lindi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mario, Princess Peach &amp;amp; the Toadstool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Note to Self: borrow or buy your costumes next year. I've never made clothes before and starting out with a prom dress of sorts was not exactly easy. Not to mention I made it in the wrong size so it's huge. As for the toadstool costume I had to invent the pattern myself. Rob's overalls are women's Christmas from D.I. and the front pocket used to have trees and snowflakes all over it before we took it off. But the hearts stayed on the pockets on the back :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There were a couple of Mario wanna-bes at the party:&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399975669930765362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SvCRQvH5rDI/AAAAAAAABhw/Qd4PMJgRC58/s320/Eva+as+Mario.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399981535796593106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SvCWmLLTAdI/AAAAAAAABjg/YQUD7ZMwcD0/s320/Linden+as+Mario.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terrible picture quality, but the subject matter is too funny not to include this one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-688436048491605061?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/688436048491605061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=688436048491605061' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/688436048491605061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/688436048491605061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/11/1st-halloween.html' title='1st Halloween'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SvCSdQq-GZI/AAAAAAAABjY/_tZ09QFHLaE/s72-c/Jayden.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-6741017260703926253</id><published>2009-10-31T11:41:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T11:55:19.990-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Heimlich 101</title><content type='html'>Dear Heimlich Maneuver Creator,&lt;br /&gt;You saved my husband's life. Well, actually I saved my husband's life using your maneuver.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks,&lt;br /&gt;A relieved wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, Thursday night Rob and I were eating dinner. Rob says the chicken seems a little dry and walks over to the sink to get some water. Next thing I look over and he's not talking and pointing to his throat with the deer in the the headlight look. I jumped out of my chair and did the Heimlich Maneuver 3-4 times and chicken and water went flying all over my kitchen floor. I was shaking for a few minutes after and had my own deer in the headlight look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm required to be up to date on 1st aide through my job, but most of you aren't. So click &lt;a href="http://www.ehow.com/how_14949_heimlich-maneuver.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; for directions and pictures on how to properly preform this. You NEVER know when you might need it! I would also recommend your baby-sitters be up to date on this stuff for children too. All it takes is a hot dog or grape or too big of a bite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-6741017260703926253?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/6741017260703926253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=6741017260703926253' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/6741017260703926253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/6741017260703926253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/10/heimlich-101.html' title='Heimlich 101'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-7846797642449378304</id><published>2009-10-29T15:39:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T16:07:14.032-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Denial?...(or just lazy!)</title><content type='html'>It's moments like this morning when you realize you are in denial of time passing. Linden has obviously outgrown the bassinet. We haven't even kept it in our room since the 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; night she was home.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398142389905551746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SuoN5y1McYI/AAAAAAAABho/8WXFo-DjRhI/s320/Linden+end+Oct+025.jpg" /&gt;Rob mentioned this about 3 weeks ago, but I refused to listen. I just can't bring myself to put her into her crib. (Partly because it conveniently stores clothes, toys, blankets that I don't have the time or desire to put away...but that's beside the point). I feel like as soon as I move her to her crib then suddenly she'll be turning 1 and then 10 and then 20-something and I won't have my baby any more. But you can all be my witnesses...she's going into the crib tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Now to find another convenient "catch all" ...OR just put things away in the drawers like they're supposed to be...BUT that might not happen until she really is 20-something).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-7846797642449378304?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/7846797642449378304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=7846797642449378304' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/7846797642449378304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/7846797642449378304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/10/denialor-just-lazy.html' title='Denial?...(or just lazy!)'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SuoN5y1McYI/AAAAAAAABho/8WXFo-DjRhI/s72-c/Linden+end+Oct+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-1228109993805485338</id><published>2009-10-22T21:14:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T22:05:00.802-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2 Months!</title><content type='html'>I love mornings! And  our definition of morning does not start before 9. Linden usually sleeps in until 9-10ish so I can finally catch up on my lack of sleep through the night (she falls asleep about 11-12 and wakes at least twice during the night to eat. It could be worse though...right?!).  And she always wakes up really happy, stretchy, and chatty. In our case the early bird can have the worm; we just want our bed/crib and the shades drawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8aa8012d5bb54477" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8aa8012d5bb54477%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331300721%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7A966400C55890C8A86FC83863C5FEFD6C8C24C0.5338BE287815AD352A99CAF5849A172C2FFCD9FF%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8aa8012d5bb54477%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D7E49LJu7cVWCy_JtxYe1ZpqD2u0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8aa8012d5bb54477%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331300721%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7A966400C55890C8A86FC83863C5FEFD6C8C24C0.5338BE287815AD352A99CAF5849A172C2FFCD9FF%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8aa8012d5bb54477%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D7E49LJu7cVWCy_JtxYe1ZpqD2u0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-1228109993805485338?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=8aa8012d5bb54477&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/1228109993805485338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=1228109993805485338' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/1228109993805485338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/1228109993805485338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-2-months.html' title='Happy 2 Months!'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-6984741347061708326</id><published>2009-10-12T10:12:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T08:42:43.503-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391753435825596002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StNbLuLgZmI/AAAAAAAABa0/Ab67XaiY_q8/s320/IMG_3705.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391758922606040418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StNgLGB51WI/AAAAAAAABbc/ZShQUfrxGkA/s320/IMG_3710.jpg" /&gt;We had Lindi's baby blessing yesterday. Rob did a fantastic job and Lindi looked like a little angel in her circa 1982 dress (the same one I wore when blessed) and soft, white afghan made by auntie Julie. She slept through the whole thing and most of the day. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391758056921780018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StNfYtGsTzI/AAAAAAAABbU/btjk7M8ywFs/s320/IMG_3717.jpg" /&gt;One of the few times she was awake. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391754736066555490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StNcXZ9G7mI/AAAAAAAABbM/mrBBNHPgU6k/s320/IMG_3724.jpg" /&gt; Lindi's amazing grandparents&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391754440617985602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StNcGNUrhkI/AAAAAAAABbE/c-w199gLIPU/s320/IMG_3715.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391753945820239122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StNbpaDtFRI/AAAAAAAABa8/iTcnNUOh-9I/s320/IMG_3711.jpg" /&gt;Both grandpas and uncles John (not in picture), Dan, Nate, Joe, Craig &amp;amp; Alan stood in the circle. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391751974895811106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StNZ2rys-iI/AAAAAAAABas/jgwaAy_eCpA/s320/IMG_3767.jpg" /&gt;The 3 Rae's. We all have the middle name Rae.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-6984741347061708326?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/6984741347061708326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=6984741347061708326' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/6984741347061708326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/6984741347061708326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/10/baby-blessing.html' title='Baby Blessing'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StNbLuLgZmI/AAAAAAAABa0/Ab67XaiY_q8/s72-c/IMG_3705.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-4551731505643136564</id><published>2009-10-09T09:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T09:34:03.176-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Trick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StSdYo2meOI/AAAAAAAABgs/AL2quwFu-JI/s1600-h/smile+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392107700478179554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StSdYo2meOI/AAAAAAAABgs/AL2quwFu-JI/s320/smile+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wait for it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StSdQuBrVJI/AAAAAAAABgk/jATbeaP4s3M/s1600-h/smile+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392107564427859090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StSdQuBrVJI/AAAAAAAABgk/jATbeaP4s3M/s320/smile+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Almost there... &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392107494414337506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StSdMpNJxeI/AAAAAAAABgc/eo-bhCJ1Wso/s320/smile+3.jpg" /&gt;Woohoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392107414208530322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StSdH-amR5I/AAAAAAAABgU/q0vcXS48a08/s320/smile+4.jpg" /&gt; ...and we're 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/7088657125763312898-4551731505643136564?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/4551731505643136564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=4551731505643136564' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/4551731505643136564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/4551731505643136564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-trick.html' title='New Trick'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StSdYo2meOI/AAAAAAAABgs/AL2quwFu-JI/s72-c/smile+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-1426122735356921915</id><published>2009-10-06T17:09:00.015-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T08:37:28.439-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Come to Zion</title><content type='html'>Conference weekend we went on a road trip with our favorite travel couple, the Norwoods. Last year we went to Puerto Rico, but the addition of a baby girl this summer to both of our families sort of put a damper on going out of the country, let alone the state. We went to Zion National Park where the guys met up with Rob's coworkers Bill and Scott for the Subway hike on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391866045703159810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StPBmeqggAI/AAAAAAAABek/EQIvllUEWBc/s320/IMG_3575.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391874834869906914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StPJmE3J7eI/AAAAAAAABfE/fs4LuLUvwsQ/s320/zion+5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391874638378304402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StPJao36A5I/AAAAAAAABe0/lzV8IlYHAyY/s320/zion+3.jpg" /&gt;Meanwhile, Tricia and I listened to conference and then took the babies into the park for a short (round trip 1 mile) hike to Emerald Pool. This hike was made possible by Baby Bjorns and pacifiers.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391749781521987202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StNX3A1odoI/AAAAAAAABak/4qpftPqVjkY/s320/IMG_3387.jpg" /&gt;Charlie was born about 2 months before Lindi. It's amazing the difference in movement and strength. Check out their cute ruffle bum pants. Too bad adult's bums don't look as great in anything they wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391865152477609602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StPAyfI8PoI/AAAAAAAABec/hgsKwHxTK_Y/s320/IMG_3430.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391864656949065874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StPAVpJuuJI/AAAAAAAABeE/uDmY-Gj77F8/s320/IMG_3427.jpg" /&gt;On the way home we stopped by the ghost town Grafton between sessions.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391874723403639618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StPJflnhq0I/AAAAAAAABe8/WyB7wce0zVc/s320/zion+4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391874169549186994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StPI_WWVZ7I/AAAAAAAABes/JoEYF-kZmb4/s320/zion+1.jpg" /&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/7088657125763312898-1426122735356921915?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/1426122735356921915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=1426122735356921915' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/1426122735356921915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/1426122735356921915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/10/come-to-zion.html' title='Come to Zion'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StPBmeqggAI/AAAAAAAABek/EQIvllUEWBc/s72-c/IMG_3575.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-4479784045767335970</id><published>2009-09-28T09:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T10:02:51.894-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;September 2007 &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Puerto&lt;/span&gt; Vallarta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392111162443470738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StSgiJrcl5I/AAAAAAAABhM/EFgRz5cvThw/s320/P1010695.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;September 2008 &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Puerto&lt;/span&gt; Rico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392112101209358578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StShYy2rQPI/AAAAAAAABhU/eaipy-zsuS4/s320/Puerto+Rico+and+Bridal+Shower+151.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;September 2009 &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Puerto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StSihp2yo2I/AAAAAAAABhc/J8C6EqmForU/s1600-h/freezer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392113352924373858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StSihp2yo2I/AAAAAAAABhc/J8C6EqmForU/s320/freezer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So what if this year wasn't quite as exotic as the last 2?! Rob did let me do the honor of plugging in our new freezer as he did a drum roll.  I think some anniversaries have to not be as exciting to make the others that much better. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Happy 2nd anniversary babe!&lt;/span&gt; I look forward to many more (but next time let's do the exotic thing again). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-4479784045767335970?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/4479784045767335970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=4479784045767335970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/4479784045767335970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/4479784045767335970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/09/2nd-anniversary.html' title='2nd Anniversary'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StSgiJrcl5I/AAAAAAAABhM/EFgRz5cvThw/s72-c/P1010695.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-7978786668601746265</id><published>2009-09-28T08:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T09:17:10.126-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Visiting the Greats</title><content type='html'>Lindi is lucky enough to have 3 living great-grandparents. The last 2 weekends in September we went to visit them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Great-Grandma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StSYOXdVwdI/AAAAAAAABgM/2-wU-PocLMc/s1600-h/great+grandma+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392102026451993042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StSYOXdVwdI/AAAAAAAABgM/2-wU-PocLMc/s320/great+grandma+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392101936432184642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StSYJIG8fUI/AAAAAAAABgE/2kQn9iSnZ8o/s320/great+grandma+2.jpg" /&gt;Great-Grandpa&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392101840168155602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StSYDhfz-dI/AAAAAAAABf8/_plI6BZKQOc/s320/great+grandpa.jpg" /&gt;Great-Aunt Karla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392101732043892658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StSX9Os-p7I/AAAAAAAABf0/fl9ZimnPWoc/s320/Karla.jpg" /&gt;4 generations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StSXp9oDB1I/AAAAAAAABfs/5x6WNwowzOs/s1600-h/4+generation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392101401042290514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StSXp9oDB1I/AAAAAAAABfs/5x6WNwowzOs/s320/4+generation.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392098406064657202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StSU7odvEzI/AAAAAAAABfc/AGSe0j6anSM/s320/G-G.jpg" /&gt; Great Aunt Lou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392101301636140290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StSXkLTxjQI/AAAAAAAABfk/wL_Oj6GBJ8s/s320/Aunt+Lou.jpg" /&gt;and no visit is complete without &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Granpa&lt;/span&gt; and Noni cuddle time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392098313892915154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StSU2RGR59I/AAAAAAAABfU/ESwU0hoZ3Zc/s320/Grandpa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392098228639075858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StSUxTgLjhI/AAAAAAAABfM/QaqiiK-lLRw/s320/Noni.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-7978786668601746265?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/7978786668601746265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=7978786668601746265' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/7978786668601746265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/7978786668601746265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/09/visiting-greats.html' title='Visiting the Greats'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StSYOXdVwdI/AAAAAAAABgM/2-wU-PocLMc/s72-c/great+grandma+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-1302721547815625277</id><published>2009-09-25T17:31:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T08:40:48.933-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cutest Cabbage in the Patch</title><content type='html'>I know you're wondering where else you've seen those giant cheeks, button nose, and almond shaped eyes&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390378705788846210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Ss5435tfwII/AAAAAAAABaU/NOYmrh0l3qY/s320/IMG_3373.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390378112446780066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Ss54VXVuUqI/AAAAAAAABaM/nSNDRN_b7aY/s320/IMG_3363.jpg" /&gt;Here's a hint:&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390379287756590802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Ss55ZxtaztI/AAAAAAAABac/xfKgJFnWvAo/s320/cabbage-patch-dolls.jpg" /&gt; Yep. The popular 80's doll that I LOVED getting for Christmas or a birthday. Only now I don't have to pretend to change diapers, burp or feed the baby and the crying is oh so real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We also planted green peppers,&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391762756326486306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StNjqPwFcSI/AAAAAAAABbs/jm2lb4nbqcc/s320/IMG_3380.jpg" /&gt; tomatoes,&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391762349272039314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StNjSjWvf5I/AAAAAAAABbk/pHgvYzZiAXI/s320/IMG_3375.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;swiss&lt;/span&gt; chard, lettuce, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tomatillos&lt;/span&gt;, butternut &amp;amp; acorn squash, zucchini, cucumbers, sunflowers, beets, radishes, carrots, green beans and our apple trees were out of control productive this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-1302721547815625277?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/1302721547815625277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=1302721547815625277' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/1302721547815625277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/1302721547815625277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/09/cutest-cabbage-in-patch.html' title='Cutest Cabbage in the Patch'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Ss5435tfwII/AAAAAAAABaU/NOYmrh0l3qY/s72-c/IMG_3373.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-6185040707608807348</id><published>2009-09-22T09:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T09:39:46.738-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby In Red</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lindi's 1 month birthday and man did she look great!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StSe5T3RGuI/AAAAAAAABhE/rgq9ER2ApXo/s1600-h/red+dress+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392109361291139810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StSe5T3RGuI/AAAAAAAABhE/rgq9ER2ApXo/s320/red+dress+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392109286413147474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StSe0869nVI/AAAAAAAABg8/g8k-0K29UMc/s320/red+dress+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392109222317176578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StSexOJStwI/AAAAAAAABg0/brLpWYTli0M/s320/red+dress+3.jpg" /&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/7088657125763312898-6185040707608807348?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/6185040707608807348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=6185040707608807348' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/6185040707608807348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/6185040707608807348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/09/baby-in-red.html' title='Baby In Red'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StSe5T3RGuI/AAAAAAAABhE/rgq9ER2ApXo/s72-c/red+dress+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-6068494633100948604</id><published>2009-09-20T16:18:00.018-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T08:25:04.302-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dan's Annual Demolition Derby B-Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bolke&lt;/span&gt; Family tradition to celebrate Dan's birthday at the Logan demolition derby. It's our tradition to wear something redneck. This year was mesh hats and Rob wore his pearl button shirt. Most of the family also wore their tie-dye shirts in honor of Danny. As Rob put it "this is so American." Who else would take old cars and smash them together until they're smoldering heaps?! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391772401951934866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StNsbsgZiZI/AAAAAAAABck/IykjXHqzX1A/s320/IMG_3275.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391779630822050642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StNzAeJVy1I/AAAAAAAABdM/pguYXD4G8AM/s320/IMG_3228.jpg" /&gt;Danny, Michele, Eva, Ethan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391775681815995026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StNvam87YpI/AAAAAAAABc0/MEqpcuHg1W8/s320/IMG_3216.jpg" /&gt;Stacy &amp;amp; Joe&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StNylgIxD1I/AAAAAAAABdE/673rMN1ZE50/s1600-h/IMG_3315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391779167500046162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StNylgIxD1I/AAAAAAAABdE/673rMN1ZE50/s320/IMG_3315.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cherie and Evert are good sports about supporting their kids. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The trick for Cherie is to always have a book handy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391771561000204050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StNrqvt4dxI/AAAAAAAABcU/7sp6ixOYae8/s320/IMG_3235.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391789724162650642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StN8L-xQ8hI/AAAAAAAABdU/Nuq0mo7o-MI/s320/IMG_3285.jpg" /&gt; Lindi and Dane. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391773027840429410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StNtAIH2DWI/AAAAAAAABcs/bYxcVFEEjcc/s320/IMG_3327.jpg" /&gt;Eva loved Rob's hat and spent 30 minutes trying it on different ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391771946028668418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StNsBKD0lgI/AAAAAAAABcc/FQFkCUeeIAI/s320/IMG_3230.jpg" /&gt;Nicole, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kasia&lt;/span&gt;, Sam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391771215250422002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StNrWnstePI/AAAAAAAABcM/N6g34ZZ_LwY/s320/IMG_3224.jpg" /&gt;Ethan &amp;amp; Annie&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/7088657125763312898-6068494633100948604?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/6068494633100948604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=6068494633100948604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/6068494633100948604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/6068494633100948604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/09/dans-annual-demolition-derby-b-day.html' title='Dan&apos;s Annual Demolition Derby B-Day'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StNsbsgZiZI/AAAAAAAABck/IykjXHqzX1A/s72-c/IMG_3275.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-1375515301850026052</id><published>2009-09-16T14:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T16:11:43.186-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrong side of the Bassinet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SrFgsdxPyOI/AAAAAAAABZ8/0w6T3X1U138/s1600-h/morning+hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382189346706147554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SrFgsdxPyOI/AAAAAAAABZ8/0w6T3X1U138/s320/morning+hair.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Monday morning Linden was super cranky and I couldn't figure out why. I assumed she had woken up on the wrong side of the bassinet sort of thing. But while documenting her awesome bed-head she did this...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382188743696819954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SrFgJXYnpvI/AAAAAAAABZ0/5yc6K8rj_hI/s320/smiling+bad+hair.jpg" /&gt;followed by some noise in the diaper and mystery solved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-1375515301850026052?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/1375515301850026052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=1375515301850026052' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/1375515301850026052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/1375515301850026052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/09/wrong-side-of-bassinet.html' title='Wrong side of the Bassinet'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SrFgsdxPyOI/AAAAAAAABZ8/0w6T3X1U138/s72-c/morning+hair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-4422747393293249932</id><published>2009-09-16T14:56:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T15:55:40.011-06:00</updated><title type='text'>1st &amp; last day of church</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SrFdpNRRc6I/AAAAAAAABZc/xNMsAxbefj8/s1600-h/turquoise+dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382185992202580898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SrFdpNRRc6I/AAAAAAAABZc/xNMsAxbefj8/s320/turquoise+dress.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...that is for a few more weeks. A couple family and friends mentioned their pediatricians cautioned them against going to church for 6 weeks. I felt really good on Sunday and figured if I could go to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;grocery&lt;/span&gt; store then I should be able to go to church. So I threw caution to the wind and learned the gross way why that is advised. We were doing really good until a pack of women had us surrounded. They were all oohing &amp;amp; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;aahing&lt;/span&gt; over what a cutie she is.When suddenly a woman who I will not name, because quite frankly I don't know her name, leaned over and kissed my 3 week old baby. Hand holding OK, running some fingers through her hair OK, kissing my baby NOT OK! When I told the story to Rob's family that night, my sister-in-law mentioned she had taken her baby to church last week (born just 3 weeks before Linden) and a lady had put her finger in the baby's mouth to suck on. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Eww&lt;/span&gt;! I feel like at the zoo when there's that sign that says "Don't feed the animals" or "Don't tap on the glass." Only it's church and my sign by the baby should read "Don't kiss the baby" or "Don't put your dirty, who knows where that fingers been in the mouth." I guess I'll stick with the grocery store for now.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382185884036092690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SrFdi6UX0xI/AAAAAAAABZU/hGB1drAjjD0/s320/close+up+church.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did cut the lady some slack, because I can't help kissing this face either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-4422747393293249932?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/4422747393293249932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=4422747393293249932' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/4422747393293249932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/4422747393293249932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/09/1st-last-day-of-church.html' title='1st &amp; last day of church'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SrFdpNRRc6I/AAAAAAAABZc/xNMsAxbefj8/s72-c/turquoise+dress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-7965442163047046882</id><published>2009-09-16T13:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T15:57:08.174-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Packing on the Pound</title><content type='html'>Linden had her 2 week appointment last Wednesday. She gained 1 lb in 2 weeks- weighing in at a hefty 8 lbs even. After close examination, we figured out where she's been stashing it all&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382187464586966274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SrFe-6VENQI/AAAAAAAABZk/G65LbKCxWJA/s320/double+chin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-7965442163047046882?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/7965442163047046882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=7965442163047046882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/7965442163047046882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/7965442163047046882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/09/packing-on-pound.html' title='Packing on the Pound'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SrFe-6VENQI/AAAAAAAABZk/G65LbKCxWJA/s72-c/double+chin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-8156114474315237124</id><published>2009-09-11T17:05:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T17:15:36.110-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Newborn Pictures</title><content type='html'>I had Linden's newborn pictures done in her nursery that Rob and I were scrambling to finish the night before. It paid off though because now it's done and I can just enjoy rocking my sweet baby.&lt;br /&gt;Go here to see the AWESOME pics: &lt;a href="http://www.michellesallayphotography.blogspot.com/2009/09/baby-linden.html"&gt;www.michellesallayphotography.blogspot.com/2009/09/baby-linden.html&lt;/a&gt; Michelle was the same photographer who did our &lt;a href="http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/07/michelle-sallay-photography.html"&gt;pregnancy pictures&lt;/a&gt; which we have loved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-8156114474315237124?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/8156114474315237124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=8156114474315237124' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/8156114474315237124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/8156114474315237124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/09/newborn-pictures.html' title='Newborn Pictures'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-7647525525020494349</id><published>2009-09-10T16:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T17:57:43.453-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite New Dad Moments</title><content type='html'>The pediatrician was doing his assessment in the hospital and asked Rob if he had any questions. He was completely serious and asked, "How did she get so cute?" The doctor was taken back for just a moment then started chuckling and said "genetics, I guess. Any &lt;em&gt;other&lt;/em&gt; questions?" &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379986560776285938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SqmNRctyLvI/AAAAAAAABYU/qewzC1V3ZLw/s320/IMG_2860.jpg" /&gt;Before leaving the hospital room to go home Rob choreographed what my mom and I were supposed to be doing at each moment. His plan was to be around the corner and have us emerge holding the baby and flowers in our arms.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379983012919930018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SqmKC766bKI/AAAAAAAABYM/pDv1ZF5Wuz8/s320/IMG_2926.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Rob has been reading to Linden as she eats before we all go to bed. He even does the voices which I'm sure someday she will appreciate. In the mean time my mom and I just glanced at each other with smiles on our faces trying not to laugh out loud. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379982629236457682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SqmJsmlpQNI/AAAAAAAABYE/Z5rTcnEGT2U/s320/IMG_1292.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Folding lots of little pink &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;onesies&lt;/span&gt; and blankets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trying to teach Linden to hold a rattle. I reminded him that she isn't even 1 month yet, to which he responded, "she wants to hold it she just doesn't know it yet."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coming home early from work because I was completely exhausted to give me a nap. When I came downstairs I found "Daddy Daycare." It really was a bad day because Rob said, "Honey, if I told you you look cute today, I'd be lying."&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379988229538865730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SqmOylVyYkI/AAAAAAAABYc/jujrvtrQg2g/s320/Linden+3+028.jpg" /&gt;I think Dad's naturally are a bit more agressive with babies. She is 2 weeks old in this video: &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;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2fbb95e9b41048fb" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2fbb95e9b41048fb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331300721%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D85CDB063B2CBA8464436E1F21F2FF7EB0433318E.131ED42CE92EE939536E721EEA5E6349DCB961EB%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2fbb95e9b41048fb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DAiY5ADsIyu40hZXIkmbJnMTVCkc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2fbb95e9b41048fb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331300721%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D85CDB063B2CBA8464436E1F21F2FF7EB0433318E.131ED42CE92EE939536E721EEA5E6349DCB961EB%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2fbb95e9b41048fb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DAiY5ADsIyu40hZXIkmbJnMTVCkc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-7647525525020494349?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2fbb95e9b41048fb&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/7647525525020494349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=7647525525020494349' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/7647525525020494349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/7647525525020494349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/08/favorite-new-dad-moments.html' title='Favorite New Dad Moments'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SqmNRctyLvI/AAAAAAAABYU/qewzC1V3ZLw/s72-c/IMG_2860.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-7800537986158218063</id><published>2009-09-07T16:32:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T08:23:30.105-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day Weekend</title><content type='html'>Heidi &amp;amp; Craig came down with their boys and provided plenty of entertainment. Catcher even taught Linden one of his "model moves". We went and visited my mom's aunt Ruby in Heber. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391794117213857586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StOALsKSpzI/AAAAAAAABdc/JtAo--8F_1c/s320/IMG_3065.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391850283750600498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StOzRA0LLzI/AAAAAAAABds/DYULosmpha8/s320/September+2009+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391794652491524850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StOAq2ObqvI/AAAAAAAABdk/TdVRzsH1cAk/s320/IMG_3077.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391855468778127138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StO3-0jEfyI/AAAAAAAABd0/WDikd4o18wU/s320/September+2009+008.jpg" /&gt;On Monday evening Dan and Michele taught us how to tie-dye. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StNmHA2spUI/AAAAAAAABcE/vBMx719NSDU/s1600-h/IMG_1380.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391765449567151426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StNmHA2spUI/AAAAAAAABcE/vBMx719NSDU/s320/IMG_1380.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rob is folding a t-shirt that was presoaked in potash. Then it's secured with rubber bands during the dying process shown below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391765318315280290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StNl_X50B6I/AAAAAAAABb8/KiLGjSIkq9E/s320/IMG_1378.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391765167968478914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StNl2n0V5sI/AAAAAAAABb0/s8sgX1OeAMc/s320/IMG_1376.jpg" /&gt;It has to process over night then you get awesome colors like this:&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391858652783662786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StO64J5JVsI/AAAAAAAABd8/5iLFu8KDVmw/s320/IMG_3639.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-7800537986158218063?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/7800537986158218063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=7800537986158218063' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/7800537986158218063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/7800537986158218063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/09/labor-day-weekend.html' title='Labor Day Weekend'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/StOALsKSpzI/AAAAAAAABdc/JtAo--8F_1c/s72-c/IMG_3065.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-2725498736832060364</id><published>2009-09-02T17:03:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T19:19:55.614-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepless in West Jordan</title><content type='html'>Linden is campaigning hard to be an only child. My sleepy newborn babe I brought home from the hospital has transformed seemingly overnight into a little night owl that is giving her parents plenty of grief. For the last 2 nights she is the most alert between the hours of 10 &amp;amp; 1 and then she's sleeping restlessly through the remainder of the night. Rob has been a trooper and even though he is back to work he lets me sleep a few hours here and there during the night. As soon as I get to heaven I'm asking the higher authorities what kind of mean trick is it to make 8 month pregnant women have restless sleep and then to compound the sleeplessness by inserting a newborn (my other question relates to the necessity of an appendix, but that's completely off subject). I don't think I've slept the entire night for over 3 months and it's taking a toll. But how can you get mad at someone so cute and small?! Seriously just when I think "I've had it!" she goes and becomes tiny angel baby again.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377042813270663778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sp8X8ysQomI/AAAAAAAABX0/1u8h5H5Ymkw/s320/sleeping.jpg" /&gt;Here are some tricks family and friends have recommended that we are implementing ASAP:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*this book was recommended by several people who all had babies sleeping through most of the night by about 2 months&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 115px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 115px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377028153663758930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sp8KnfZnIlI/AAAAAAAABXk/B-FjWf6Mzrg/s320/baby+wise.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*bed- time shower&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*waking up every 2 hours to eat during the day then waiting for her to cry at night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*and one giant dose of patience!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The suggestion box is very open to sure fire sleeping tricks that might work.&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/7088657125763312898-2725498736832060364?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/2725498736832060364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=2725498736832060364' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/2725498736832060364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/2725498736832060364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/09/sleepless-in-west-jordan.html' title='Sleepless in West Jordan'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sp8X8ysQomI/AAAAAAAABX0/1u8h5H5Ymkw/s72-c/sleeping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-695155440021642869</id><published>2009-08-31T13:17:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T15:18:56.590-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Noni!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376211109832052354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SpwjhR8MToI/AAAAAAAABXQ/5YiIMkOtawY/s320/IMG_2742.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376234682918886402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Spw49aiD3AI/AAAAAAAABXY/QCVETka0meo/s320/IMG_3009.jpg" /&gt;Dear Noni,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for being in my life right from the start! All your help you gave my mom and I last week as we adjusted to life together was amazing. I know she couldn't have done it without your constant care of both her and myself. I look forward to being spoiled rotten by you. I love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your grandbaby,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lindi&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376210570988648434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SpwjB6l6d_I/AAAAAAAABXI/3f5guqf3Qb8/s320/IMG_1287.jpg" /&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/7088657125763312898-695155440021642869?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/695155440021642869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=695155440021642869' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/695155440021642869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/695155440021642869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/08/thanks-noni.html' title='Thanks Noni!'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SpwjhR8MToI/AAAAAAAABXQ/5YiIMkOtawY/s72-c/IMG_2742.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-5815058325960973121</id><published>2009-08-28T17:59:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T13:16:17.424-06:00</updated><title type='text'>we can't get enough of this baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A week has already passed by and there are a few things we are starting to notice:&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SpwfbnMqNrI/AAAAAAAABXA/xiVRzpKcf38/s1600-h/awake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376206614412539570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SpwfbnMqNrI/AAAAAAAABXA/xiVRzpKcf38/s320/awake.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She has her dad's eyes, nose, and wavy hair and her mom's mouth, chin, and eye color&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SpwfRfquL2I/AAAAAAAABW4/0rqiRsZ6Da0/s1600-h/purple+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376206440592453474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SpwfRfquL2I/AAAAAAAABW4/0rqiRsZ6Da0/s320/purple+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is her all around favorite position. No matter how hard I try to swaddle those arms they always seem to work their way up to her face whether sleeping, eating or chilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SpwfJ4ZI_CI/AAAAAAAABWw/DZclzyC0ers/s1600-h/sleeping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376206309790645282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SpwfJ4ZI_CI/AAAAAAAABWw/DZclzyC0ers/s320/sleeping.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She sleeps 3-4 hours at a time (usually) and rarely cries except to eat and get her hair washed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SpwfD-wL_VI/AAAAAAAABWo/Mjxdbw6Mlf4/s1600-h/stretching.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376206208418708818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SpwfD-wL_VI/AAAAAAAABWo/Mjxdbw6Mlf4/s320/stretching.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She has to stretch before, during, and after eating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-5815058325960973121?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/5815058325960973121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=5815058325960973121' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/5815058325960973121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/5815058325960973121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/08/we-cant-get-enough-of-this-baby.html' title='we can&apos;t get enough of this baby'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SpwfbnMqNrI/AAAAAAAABXA/xiVRzpKcf38/s72-c/awake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-7824515896404952019</id><published>2009-08-26T09:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T21:04:38.400-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hospital</title><content type='html'>Here's the shorter version of the story: &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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to my 40 week appointment on Friday the 21st and found out my amniotic fluid was too low to safely carry the baby anymore. They wouldn't even let me leave the hospital. Rob had to go back and finish packing because we had no idea we would be admitted. I was given medication to soften and begin dilating the cervix for 14 hours at which point I was dilated to a 2. I was then given pytocin for about 3 hours at which point I was completely dilated. My epidural was placed about half way through the 3 hours, although I requested it 20 mintues into the Pytocin because the contractions were every 2 minutes and lasted at least a minute. The epidural was only one sided...ahhh!! So for most of the contractions and dilating I didn't have any pain control besides some Lamaze breathing that was NOT working. The epidural was fixed just before the doctor was paged to come deliver- hallelujah! Then pushed for about 30 minutes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Linden Rae Bolke was born August 22 at 0634. She weighed 7 lb. 3oz. and was 20 inches long. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374418429476061058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SpXFFjM7v4I/AAAAAAAABVc/EjHLDOZKkUs/s320/1st+family+shot.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's the really, really long version that I need to record for myself and Linden before I forget:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;August 21st 0930- Rob and I went to my non-stress test appointment at the hospital before my 40 week appointment with the doctor. I had not had any contractions and there was absolutely no sign of going into labor so I assumed we would be planning an induction for 1 to 2 weeks later. There was one deceleration of her heart rate that was long enough for them to keep me an extra 45 minutes. The RN checked my amniotic fluid and said it was 11 (it needs to be greater than 5 to safely carry the baby still), but because of the deceleration wanted the more advanced ultrasound to double check. The advanced one showed that I had 4.8 and the tech said she was being generous. Most of the 11 seen on the basic version was actually the cord and that is why she was having decelerations in her heart rate everytime she would move and compress the cord. The tech said "your done". Rob and I looked at each other like so we're done with the ultrasound and she was like "no, your done and not leaving the hospital today." She said she needed to talk to the doctor first to confirm, but she doubted we would be allowed to leave with it that low. We were taken to OB emergency checkin place and seen by a resident Dr. Sarah Davis who confirmed the ultrasound again. She said my amniotic fluid was 6.1 and my cervix was still a 1 as it had been for the last 3 weeks. So I was either going home with a medication to dilate my cervix and hopefully put me into labor or I was being admitted. It all depended on Dr. Sharp's opinion. He came up from clinic and said "It's one of those situations that is too close. If we sent you home and something were to happen there is no turning back time. It's better to monitor the baby and get her out while she's still doing ok." We couldn't have agreed more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1400: We were taken to the antepartum room and Dr. Davis placed the first Cervidil dose. Rob went home to gather up our things and bring back some stuff for me to do. The average waiting time for this stuff was over 12 hours and then once the pitocin is started another 12-24 hours. I watched "Big" and did Suduko from a book the nice MA brought me because I was bored out of my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1800: I was checked again and my cervix had done nothing. Another dose was placed. Shari and Rob had come back by then and we spent the next 4 hours playing Ticket to Ride and Rummikub, walking all over the unit (I had these wireless monitors attached to me so baby and contractions could be monitored as long as I was within 50 feet), and eating dinner. The time passed fast with them to distract me. I was having basic contractions that were not too painful just cramping. The were coming about every 4 minutes and lasting anywhere from a minute to 5 minutes time.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374467317006565954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SpXxjLcfgkI/AAAAAAAABWU/In2wthQH17Q/s320/Sun+chips.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2200: I was checked again and my cervix was still a 1, but softening. Another dose was placed. They encouraged me to go to sleep. Mom and Dad showed up to say hi for a minute before going to our house to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;August 22 0200: I was woken a few times before this with bad back pain with the contractions. Dr. Davis came and said she was going to start pitocin because my cervix was most likely ready since my contractions were coming regularly. The RN started the pitocin and told me to sleep and she would be slowly increasing it. After 15 minutes of the pitocin I was out of bed pacing and using the birthing ball to ease the pain of the contractions. They were coming strong and every 3 minutes. I asked for some pain medication. By the time she came back my water had broke and I was in the bathroom with severe pain and nausea to boot. I asked for the epidural as soon as possible because the breathing was not working to ease the pain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;0300: I was wheeled over to the Labor and Delivery room. I sat on the ball for another 30 minutes waiting for the anesthesiologist and cursing labor pain. My contractions were every 2 minutes without much rest between. The anesthesiologist was fast and did a great job, but the epidural ended up being numb only on the L side of my body. At some point they turned off the pitocin because the contractions were too close and fast. By this time the pain was so bad that I was crying and no amount of Lamaze was taking the edge off...ok I was hysterical. The anesthesiologist fixed the catheter so it covered both sides. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;0530: Once the epidural was fixed the residente checked and was like "oh...there's a head and you're to at least an 8. I'm paging the doctor. Don't worry he lives close." At that point with an epidural I didn't care what happened. I was chilling. We called Shari and Mom to get there ASAP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;0600: The doctor walked into the room checked me and I was at 10. He had me try pushing on the next contraction. He said it is normal for first time mom's to take at least 1 hour and even up to 2 hours of pushing so not to worry if it didn't happen right away. After the first contraction pushes he was like you can do better than that. Mom and Shari walked into the room. I pushed again and he was like "there's a head." He quickly gloved and gowned up. Rob called me a "birthing machine." Another RN was called into the room. I gave 3-4 more back to back pushes and...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374465483714979026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SpXv4d5t5NI/AAAAAAAABV0/4puoI70sOac/s320/K+%26+L+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374464425734046050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SpXu64naAWI/AAAAAAAABVk/tfNxt8d47nY/s320/Dr.+Sharp+%26+Stacy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;0634: Linden was born. It was the most surreal moment of my life. I finally met the little kicker who had made my ribs and insides sore for the last few months. She had this dark curly hair and super squinty eyes from the swelling, but I think she looks just like Rob. She does have my chin and mouth though. She was so beautiful to me. When she cried it was this pathetic sounding cry that was so sad and her chin would quiver. I was able to do immediate skin to skin for about 15 minutes because she had apgars of 8 &amp;amp; 9. I loved that part so much! The initial assessment by the RN showed a very healthy baby at 7 lb. 3 oz. and 20 inches long. Right before she was weighed we all made our guesses. Shari was right on. Lucky guess!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 216px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374467793320760546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SpXx-52pVOI/AAAAAAAABWc/MkC4DgaKRCc/s320/Weight.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374465561537473410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SpXv8_0C64I/AAAAAAAABV8/uF4xewAl9iY/s320/Linden+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10ish: We were taken to our room on the postpartum unit. Rob helped give her first bath in the nursery while I took a much needed nap. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 322px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374465385758534514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SpXvyw_FK3I/AAAAAAAABVs/8UmDUY7i0xA/s320/K+%26+L.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2ish: Linden was laying in the bassinet and Rob and I were dozing off when we heard this spit up and then choking sound. Rob went over to the crib and started burping her. He passed her to me and I told him to grab the RN now! The RN rushed in to find a baby turning blue and I was trying with all my might to get her to breathe. They rushed down to the nursery where she was placed on O2 and about 5 people worked on her. Rob was there for all of it while I sat and worried in the room. 10 minutes later Rob came back to say she was ok but they wanted to keep her in the nursery for a few hours to make sure it didn't happen again. I have never felt so helpless in my life. Even now when I hear that dreaded spit up sound I panic a little. She's been fine though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st night: I sent her to the nursery 2 times because I couldn't sleep if she made even the smallest noises because of the above mentioned incident. My favorite moment was about 4. I had her brought back from the nursery because I couldn't sleep until I saw her again and I just held her for 2 hours while she slept and I played with her hair and adored her. I don't think words can ever describe the feelings a mom has for her own baby. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 208px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374416795569791826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SpXDmcbUo1I/AAAAAAAABVU/JQ1eel_aL6k/s320/GoingHome2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;August 23: We were given the option to stay or go later in the evening. I decided to go home since I was feeling really good. After shots for both of us, 2 nursing consults, lots of paperwork and another assessment by the pediatrician we left the hospital at 8. Rob was pretty excited to give Linden a tour of her home. It was a rough night because she had a tummy ache and kept crying any time we set her down. Mom ended up holding her over her shoulder in the recliner chair for the first half of the night to help her burp up all the air that was making her uncomfortable. Then Rob and I each took a turn holding her upright. But we made it through! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374413272277244034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SpXAZXI62II/AAAAAAAABVE/goaGFLgqMJo/s320/IMG_2904.jpg" /&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/7088657125763312898-7824515896404952019?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/7824515896404952019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=7824515896404952019' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/7824515896404952019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/7824515896404952019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/08/hospital.html' title='The Hospital'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SpXFFjM7v4I/AAAAAAAABVc/EjHLDOZKkUs/s72-c/1st+family+shot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-3286181428599235874</id><published>2009-08-05T16:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T16:54:12.025-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Class of 99</title><content type='html'>There are 2 things I learned from Rob's 10 year class reunion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Those who were rude and disrespectful in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;highschool&lt;/span&gt; are probably going to be the same way...even if you really hoped most people had grown up by then. Story: we were sitting at a table with our group prior to going through the buffet line laughing and talking. We left our table in an obvious way that showed people were sitting there- napkins on chairs, cups half empty, wadded up candy wrappers. When we came back there were other people sitting in our spots. Rob said it was the same kids that were rude and disrespectful in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;highschool&lt;/span&gt;. I'm just grateful Rob was and always has been the bigger person in situations like that. We walked up to the table and simply told them they might consider getting different glasses and silverware since we had been sitting there before they took our table. Then we went to have the best 2 hours of chatting and fun at a different table. Give me a "nerdy" boy instead of a "popular" one any day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My bleached &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;blonde&lt;/span&gt; hair was not a mistake by the hairdresser since it looked exactly like at least 25% of the other girls there. Story: On Thursday I went to a new hairdresser because I couldn't get into my very trusted regular one for the last few months. I asked for some highlights to match those I already had. I came out with the brightest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;blonde&lt;/span&gt; hair I have ever had in my life. I might as well have dunked my head in a bucket of bleach on the upper half. Having been distraught about it, Rob leaned over at the reunion and said I just blended in with the other girls so I shouldn't worry. Give me my regular hairdresser over a new one any day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-3286181428599235874?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/3286181428599235874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=3286181428599235874' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/3286181428599235874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/3286181428599235874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/08/class-of-99.html' title='Class of 99'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-5179340477407103083</id><published>2009-07-27T19:59:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T12:45:47.512-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spudman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SnCXebaFPDI/AAAAAAAABU8/zozAsdyJLJM/s1600-h/IMG_2626.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363953705207282738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SnCXebaFPDI/AAAAAAAABU8/zozAsdyJLJM/s320/IMG_2626.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rob completed his first triathalon in Burley, Idaho on Saturday. He participated with his brother Dan and Dan's bro-in-law Stewart. My sis-in-law is also pregnant so rather than participate this year we were able to cheer them on with Eva, Annie, Shari, Joe, and Mom &amp;amp; Dad Bolke. Way to go Spudmen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SnCV0eAHM6I/AAAAAAAABU0/hmSW1Iog6nA/s1600-h/IMG_2610.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363951884837532578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SnCV0eAHM6I/AAAAAAAABU0/hmSW1Iog6nA/s320/IMG_2610.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363951422222347106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SnCVZioDq2I/AAAAAAAABUc/PWUWwmRGYQI/s320/cropped+bicycle.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363951509359510802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SnCVenPLRRI/AAAAAAAABUk/FwMGMBWNgQk/s320/cropped+bicycle+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SnCVjKhmv9I/AAAAAAAABUs/OpTl3sZqmV4/s1600-h/running+cropped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363951587551526866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SnCVjKhmv9I/AAAAAAAABUs/OpTl3sZqmV4/s320/running+cropped.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-5179340477407103083?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/5179340477407103083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=5179340477407103083' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/5179340477407103083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/5179340477407103083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/07/spudman.html' title='Spudman'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SnCXebaFPDI/AAAAAAAABU8/zozAsdyJLJM/s72-c/IMG_2626.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-1981787285999699339</id><published>2009-07-17T13:31:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T13:53:03.590-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Michelle Sallay Photography</title><content type='html'>My sister's best friend is an incredibly gifted photographer. Rob and I had her take some pregnancy pictures on Wednesday night. Not only did we have tons of fun, because she has a best personality, but the photos speak for themselves. Check us out here: &lt;a href="http://www.michellesallayphotography.blogspot.com/2009/07/kristen-rob.html"&gt;www.michellesallayphotography.blogspot.com/2009/07/kristen-rob.html&lt;/a&gt; She does family, portraits, and wedding photography. I assure you will not be disappointed. Here's her website with her contact information and pricing: &lt;a href="http://www.michellesallayphotography.com/"&gt;http://www.michellesallayphotography.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-1981787285999699339?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/1981787285999699339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=1981787285999699339' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/1981787285999699339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/1981787285999699339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/07/michelle-sallay-photography.html' title='Michelle Sallay Photography'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-4885524149410467831</id><published>2009-07-12T16:22:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T16:31:58.045-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Newest Addition</title><content type='html'>No the baby hasn't arrived to our home, but this has...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357703562730124786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SlpjAQRftfI/AAAAAAAABUQ/Ba3Y60vvGrs/s320/June+177.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357703277093642674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SlpivoMc4bI/AAAAAAAABUI/ia6Dg7wxIOY/s320/June+179.jpg" /&gt;Several years of waithing, 6 months of researching, and one very kind husband later, I have the piano of my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-4885524149410467831?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/4885524149410467831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=4885524149410467831' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/4885524149410467831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/4885524149410467831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/07/our-newest-addition.html' title='Our Newest Addition'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SlpjAQRftfI/AAAAAAAABUQ/Ba3Y60vvGrs/s72-c/June+177.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-7938770630121351390</id><published>2009-07-08T11:55:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T22:11:15.398-06:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July 10k + BBQ</title><content type='html'>He almost makes running look fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357373447388933474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Slk2xAy6LWI/AAAAAAAABT4/oakdF0-BIgA/s320/June+103.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357370705555995570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Slk0Raq_u7I/AAAAAAAABTw/_G3NbF39xQs/s320/June+120.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357369381440278242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SlkzEV9NTuI/AAAAAAAABTg/3px_hsAXEu8/s320/June+129.jpg" /&gt;Rob's training for his first triathalon at the end of this month. He completed the 4th of July 10k to give him more running experience. He did really well for only his 3rd race ever. I'm not used to being the one cheering. It's kind of nice for a change.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357374265763459986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Slk3gpemc5I/AAAAAAAABUA/18ciO1E2Y5c/s320/June+145.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357368805339148034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Slkyizz_rwI/AAAAAAAABTY/JTU8V9stRa0/s320/June+149.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That evening we celebrated in the traditional fashion with a BBQ and fireworks with the Bolke's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-7938770630121351390?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/7938770630121351390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=7938770630121351390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/7938770630121351390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/7938770630121351390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/07/4th-of-july-10k-bbq.html' title='4th of July 10k + BBQ'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Slk2xAy6LWI/AAAAAAAABT4/oakdF0-BIgA/s72-c/June+103.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-4258660170463838011</id><published>2009-06-25T21:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T18:34:46.350-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Showered</title><content type='html'>My sweet sisters threw me a baby shower with very close family and family friends in Rexburg. I have this love of paper lanterns and I think they did a great job of turning our backyard into a festive location for a small gathering. I wish I had a picture of the cupcakes up close because they were too perfect. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357364194538915538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SlkuWbPjhtI/AAAAAAAABSw/sCpIWVXewUY/s320/June+043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357364599186958290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Slkut-rKp9I/AAAAAAAABS4/gdBUUfQi0tI/s320/June+048.jpg" /&gt;Here's the recipes for THE BEST chicken salad ever &amp;amp; the refreshing drink. Both of which make perfect shower or party food. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Salad: (makes enough for about 12 people)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 head Romaine lettuce shredded&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 head iceburg lettuce shredded&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 lb. bacon crumbled&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6-8 chicken breasts shredded&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8 oz. slivered almonds honey roasted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 c. mozarella&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1-2 cans mandarin oranges&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 c. craisins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dressing:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 tsp. dry mustard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 red onion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 c. sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 1/2 tsp. salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 c. red wine vinegar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 c. olive oil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Combine in blender. Puree. Chill and pour over salad just before eating or the lettuce will wilt. If you are not planning on eating the whole salad right away then just pour individually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drink:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 can Limeaide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 bottle Sprite or 7-up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1-2 limes sliced thinly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 cucumber sliced thinly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lots of ice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not only is this pretty to look at, but cucumber and lime make a perfect taste combo.&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/7088657125763312898-4258660170463838011?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/4258660170463838011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=4258660170463838011' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/4258660170463838011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/4258660170463838011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/06/showered.html' title='Showered'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SlkuWbPjhtI/AAAAAAAABSw/sCpIWVXewUY/s72-c/June+043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-3654422664359041521</id><published>2009-06-25T21:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T18:42:53.684-06:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Father's Day</title><content type='html'>Father's Day Rob received a few gifts that he will use with baby: books and his favorite Disney movie "Tarzan".&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357366864408929154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Slkwx1SK44I/AAAAAAAABTI/I6arC-KWnF8/s320/June+019.jpg" /&gt;It also marked month 7 for me.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357366435088332018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SlkwY18KdPI/AAAAAAAABTA/UwdCDyTOreM/s320/June+012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-3654422664359041521?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/3654422664359041521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=3654422664359041521' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/3654422664359041521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/3654422664359041521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/06/1st-fathers-day.html' title='1st Father&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Slkwx1SK44I/AAAAAAAABTI/I6arC-KWnF8/s72-c/June+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-5011290721679658256</id><published>2009-06-25T20:56:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T12:57:26.507-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Idaho Camping</title><content type='html'>We do an annual camping trip with my family. This year we went to Willow Flat Camp Ground near Preston, Idaho. It was gorgeous with mountains surrounding it and the Cub River running right next to our camp site. We also went to Riverdale Hotsprings on Saturday. It was rainy, but the water was so hot it felt good to have the weather cooler. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356906473663294930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SleODkGw7dI/AAAAAAAABSo/iAUU752wV8Y/s320/IMG_2144.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356904647929091666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SleMZStz1lI/AAAAAAAABSg/uEIC-uPbA-U/s320/IMG_2163.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356903997999291682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SleLzdieHSI/AAAAAAAABSY/POHa82Gyt2A/s320/IMG_2351.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356902485426598194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SleKbaxCcTI/AAAAAAAABSI/_ksBWpYx7Ec/s320/IMG_2129.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356903457177481490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SleLT-0gMRI/AAAAAAAABSQ/g3mKJUA3atQ/s320/1IMG_2092.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356901808055709298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SleJz_XO7nI/AAAAAAAABSA/mpYMoio7cjc/s320/1IMG_2223.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-5011290721679658256?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/5011290721679658256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=5011290721679658256' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/5011290721679658256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/5011290721679658256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/06/idaho-camping.html' title='Idaho Camping'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SleODkGw7dI/AAAAAAAABSo/iAUU752wV8Y/s72-c/IMG_2144.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-7400541845064691834</id><published>2009-06-25T20:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T20:44:56.249-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few Weeks in Review</title><content type='html'>Life has been crazy busy! Here are some catch up posts since our return from SoCal. Since this is the only form of journaling I do, I figure these are events worth noting. After this onslaught there will be very few events worth noting until baby comes. In fact, I think I'm going into hibernation mode to prepare myself for no sleep...mmmm if only I didn't need to eat or use the bathroom every 2-3 hours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-7400541845064691834?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/7400541845064691834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=7400541845064691834' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/7400541845064691834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/7400541845064691834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/06/few-weeks-in-review.html' title='A Few Weeks in Review'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-4525878698307884349</id><published>2009-06-25T20:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T20:45:52.193-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Home At Last</title><content type='html'>Elder Bolke returned home June 17th to a very welcoming family and a thriving pineapple plant. We spent most of the day looking at pictures, listening to stories, and playing Settler's of Catan (congrats on winning Em). The biggest changes in the last 2 years were: birth of 2 nieces whom now both walk and talk &amp;amp; Rob and I getting married. Joe and Rob were pretty close before the mission so I know Rob has been looking forward for some time to having his best friend back in town. Hip-Hip-Hooray, JOE!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350929823965072866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SkJSUw97TeI/AAAAAAAABQg/cRTTQtsXK5g/s320/Kristen%27s+camera+739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351294866568962562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SkOeVCo24gI/AAAAAAAABQ4/UEkL6NmORyE/s320/Kristen%27s+camera+777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351295754585174930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SkOfIuwa85I/AAAAAAAABRA/iHhUutuuSpg/s320/Kristen%27s+camera+771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-4525878698307884349?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/4525878698307884349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=4525878698307884349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/4525878698307884349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/4525878698307884349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/06/home-at-last.html' title='Home At Last'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SkJSUw97TeI/AAAAAAAABQg/cRTTQtsXK5g/s72-c/Kristen%27s+camera+739.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-8037537412018980057</id><published>2009-06-25T20:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T20:48:44.188-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Maryland Mishaps and Delights</title><content type='html'>Rob, Shari and I flew out to visit my best friend, Skye, and her husband, May 30&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;-June 3rd. My favorite was girl chats at night sprawled across the bed like we used to do at sleepovers. Only this time instead of giggling about crushes we talked about other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;girly&lt;/span&gt; things as Rob sat by us working online.&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;Here's some Delights: Atlantic Ocean at Ocean City. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Asetique&lt;/span&gt; Island with wild ponies. Baby kicking really hard so everyone could not only feel, but see her too. Fresh strawberry lemonade. Famous salt water taffy. Amazing sunsets. Skye's version of Cafe Rio. Being lazy...I mean really lazy. Skye's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;YW&lt;/span&gt; activity on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;journaling&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347333191975995602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SjWLNOtiiNI/AAAAAAAABQY/2bYbJODCcSM/s320/IMG_1294.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347332821216401282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SjWK3phkF4I/AAAAAAAABQQ/CmvKbI794ic/s320/cropped+1286.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346467043887488690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SjJ3cxo_HrI/AAAAAAAABPA/MWW4lIeBTmE/s320/IMG_1449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346467693079005122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SjJ4CkETh8I/AAAAAAAABPI/JsSigJArePY/s320/IMG_1464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here's some Mishaps: Getting mega nauseated on the flight over; Shari even asked the flight attendant for the bigger barf bag. Loosing my wallet at the outlet mall (and not realizing it until we arrived in DC). A pet accident in my suitcase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we stayed in DC June 3-6. I have never been before. I was super impressed with the museums and could have spent a lot of time there. Rob was a champ at driving in the crazy one-way, police saturated streets. I would &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; go back given the chance.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346468858896674642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SjJ5GbE5b1I/AAAAAAAABPY/ip1NNAGsX4M/s320/IMG_1656.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346469592315048578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SjJ5xHRdsoI/AAAAAAAABPg/gS3WzbVo2WY/s320/IMG_1725.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346470142272895746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SjJ6RIBoewI/AAAAAAAABPo/XgTimSkaCsk/s320/IMG_1765.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351459299298175122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SkQz4SSg6JI/AAAAAAAABRw/OgfgFa6DmN0/s320/IMG_1563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346468341712649234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SjJ4oUanfBI/AAAAAAAABPQ/tX9uu1Kanew/s320/IMG_1643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346470939087765714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SjJ6_gZGgNI/AAAAAAAABPw/t5D3zjxDg30/s320/IMG_1735.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346465509740159826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SjJ2Defwo1I/AAAAAAAABOw/rwh03AxkF2k/s320/IMG_1513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346472867616767362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SjJ8vwuPvYI/AAAAAAAABQA/L7MOm5BpHiM/s320/IMG_1820.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346472259660059650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SjJ8MX6ElAI/AAAAAAAABP4/ihqUPzr7ShI/s320/IMG_1816.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here's some Delights: White House, Washington Monument, World War II Memorial, Lincoln Memorial, Air &amp;amp; Space Museum, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Holocaust&lt;/span&gt; Museum, American Indian Museum, Museum of Natural History. Touring the Capitol. The DC temple (after quite a few wrong turns). Comfort Inn's waffles. Seeing Rob's friend Dan. Rob learning to hail a taxi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's some Mishaps: Staying in the suburb with the highest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Black's&lt;/span&gt; per &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;capita&lt;/span&gt;. The constant drizzling rain all 3 days. Getting a parking ticket for not having an inspection ticket on our rental car. Blue corn bread. Getting through airport security without a photo ID (my subscription to the Ensign in my carry-on and our health insurance card in Rob's wallet were the only things that saved me from the extreme &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;interrogation)&lt;/span&gt;. Our hotel toilet not flushing.&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/7088657125763312898-8037537412018980057?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/8037537412018980057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=8037537412018980057' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/8037537412018980057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/8037537412018980057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/06/maryland-mishaps-and-delights.html' title='Maryland Mishaps and Delights'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SjWLNOtiiNI/AAAAAAAABQY/2bYbJODCcSM/s72-c/IMG_1294.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-3590771112280661958</id><published>2009-06-25T20:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T20:46:31.362-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351453877188072274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SkQu8rWuk1I/AAAAAAAABRI/ThOMPvdgIYw/s320/IMG_0017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Since buying our house, we have known these days were coming. It only took one week of dragging a hose around to motivate us further. We installed our own sprinkler system over Memorial Day weekend with the help of some awesome neighbors and family. I tried to help as much as I could, but ultimately played the role of water girl. Unfortunately my birthday was celebrated rather low key since my husband had other things to focus on. He made up for it by giving me this: a Cannon Rebel XSi&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345808331002191938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 68px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 68px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SjAgWo61oEI/AAAAAAAABOo/nHyF6fGX_mo/s320/XSi_68x68.gif" border="0" /&gt;Last semester I took the photography class at the U to fulfill a life long goal of learning. It's been a lot of fun and frustration learning how to use it properly. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351457139330788514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SkQx6jyKLKI/AAAAAAAABRg/yhNCSNJOdMY/s320/IMG_0156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My sweet in-laws surprised me with a birthday cake after we went to visit Rob's grandparents graves. We would stand around the grave and they would tell funny or cool stories about them. It's weird to think they are now my grandparents too because of the sealing ordinance and I've never even met them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last picture was taken near the 6 month mark and clearly reflects pregnancy in general.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351457459947104530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SkQyNOLC6RI/AAAAAAAABRo/YJyOpltOsHU/s320/IMG_0150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-3590771112280661958?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/3590771112280661958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=3590771112280661958' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/3590771112280661958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/3590771112280661958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/06/memorial-day-weekend.html' title='Memorial Day Weekend'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SkQu8rWuk1I/AAAAAAAABRI/ThOMPvdgIYw/s72-c/IMG_0017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-8539420075613276032</id><published>2009-06-25T20:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T20:55:06.576-06:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Garden</title><content type='html'>We planted our first garden mid-May. This picture makes me giggle every time I see it. Check out Rob's shoes. He served his mission in Holland and wears these whenever he does yard work. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SkQ3lljIdxI/AAAAAAAABR4/BAhvm6yVQkM/s1600-h/IMG_1152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351463376097146642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SkQ3lljIdxI/AAAAAAAABR4/BAhvm6yVQkM/s320/IMG_1152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We try to give our neighbors stuff to talk about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-8539420075613276032?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/8539420075613276032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=8539420075613276032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/8539420075613276032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/8539420075613276032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/06/we-planted-our-first-garden-mid-may.html' title='1st Garden'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SkQ3lljIdxI/AAAAAAAABR4/BAhvm6yVQkM/s72-c/IMG_1152.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-5817957484508801069</id><published>2009-05-29T22:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T22:46:05.202-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Officially "In"</title><content type='html'>I thought I was a member of my new ward when our record number and info was transferred. But I was wrong. Our 1st ward wedding invite came today of a couple we've never met (I was also invited to the bridal shower, but thought it was a error or something). I've talked to her mom once or twice at church. Rob still has no clue who either parent is. Awesome...we are NOW officially part of the ward.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-5817957484508801069?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/5817957484508801069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=5817957484508801069' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/5817957484508801069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/5817957484508801069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/05/were-officially-in.html' title='We&apos;re Officially &quot;In&quot;'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-7263180551675668843</id><published>2009-05-18T16:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T16:22:58.578-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So-Cal minication</title><content type='html'>Rob had meetings at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Redondo&lt;/span&gt; beach in California from Tuesday through Thursday last week. We made a vacation of it by flying down on Friday night. We hit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sea World&lt;/span&gt; on Saturday. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337286436393491394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/ShHZvFm-m8I/AAAAAAAABKQ/MIo5SxyKz88/s400/IMG_1017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337286963238241858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/ShHaNwQjhkI/AAAAAAAABKo/tNr5njSplVc/s400/IMG_0909.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337286308950345042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/ShHZnq2KhVI/AAAAAAAABKI/I2oAyuLQjS8/s400/IMG_1041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337286620723959410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/ShHZ50SyVnI/AAAAAAAABKY/Cxde-9CipuM/s400/IMG_0995.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337285749524103922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/ShHZHG0jgvI/AAAAAAAABJw/3jUQU-Vp_Aw/s400/IMG_0823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It was my first time ever. I don't know whether to blame the final fulfillment of a childhood dream or just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;prego&lt;/span&gt; hormones, but I teared up during the "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Shamu&lt;/span&gt; Believe Show." &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337286122088153810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/ShHZcyuvwtI/AAAAAAAABKA/oev6I0K_mKM/s400/IMG_0869.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I know super &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;embarrassing&lt;/span&gt;, but the music is perfectly timed to these giant whales shooting up and they tell all the children to believe they can be whatever they want to be. We even went back later in the afternoon to rest my feet and watch the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;grandeur&lt;/span&gt; once more. I'm so glad I wasn't sitting in this section:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337286814848788210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/ShHaFHdwJvI/AAAAAAAABKg/wwL65pVga0Y/s400/IMG_0887.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sunday, spent a delightful day with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;high school&lt;/span&gt; girlfriend, Darci, and her darling family. Rob had way to much fun with his new BFF, Clara (Notice the sidewalk chalk on his bum). &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337287406692249570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/ShHankQOr-I/AAAAAAAABK4/0DOkYCcD5tY/s400/IMG_1076.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Monday, went with them to Disneyland. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337287684766686786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/ShHa3wKV3kI/AAAAAAAABLA/oU8gyWHL0eA/s400/IMG_1091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337287851393821346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/ShHbBc5WKqI/AAAAAAAABLI/VSyTGM11ZLE/s400/IMG_1093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337288433987735074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/ShHbjXOjziI/AAAAAAAABLY/OcpLF9H0pxQ/s400/IMG_1117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I was bummed I couldn't go on my favorite ride, but consoled when I got to eat a pretzel shaped like Mickey Mouse, hang out with 2 very cute little girls, and rode other awesome rides I had bypassed last time to ride the "cool" rides. My new opinion is Disney is way better when you're with kids. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337287977983655314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/ShHbI0etvZI/AAAAAAAABLQ/xdqf7QrZkns/s400/IMG_1128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday I vegged out by the pool with books until Rob was finished. The evenings were spent on the boardwalk or piers. Needless to say we had an amazing time.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337288580067771298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/ShHbr3awQ6I/AAAAAAAABLg/UBMvj4rA490/s400/IMG_1130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-7263180551675668843?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/7263180551675668843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=7263180551675668843' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/7263180551675668843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/7263180551675668843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-cal-minication.html' title='So-Cal minication'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/ShHZvFm-m8I/AAAAAAAABKQ/MIo5SxyKz88/s72-c/IMG_1017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-4376448432540686206</id><published>2009-05-15T14:28:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T14:47:28.283-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not quite Trekkie...yet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sg3UuDG-9xI/AAAAAAAABJo/OfPb3mCkuLw/s1600-h/star.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336155021077575442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 122px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sg3UuDG-9xI/AAAAAAAABJo/OfPb3mCkuLw/s400/star.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to "Star Trek" on Wednesday night and I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;thoroughly&lt;/span&gt; entertained. From the first few seconds my eyes were glued until the credits. I have never seen a single episode or movie of Star Trek thinking it would be a bit lame. But I have to admit my curiosity is sparked. I'm not so sure that it's sparked enough to watch 20-30 years worth of reruns, but if there is a season or version that is better than others I'm open to suggestion from those who know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-4376448432540686206?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/4376448432540686206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=4376448432540686206' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/4376448432540686206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/4376448432540686206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/05/not-quite-trekkieyet.html' title='Not quite Trekkie...yet'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sg3UuDG-9xI/AAAAAAAABJo/OfPb3mCkuLw/s72-c/star.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-7643071834250544550</id><published>2009-05-15T13:34:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T13:52:52.730-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Boomers</title><content type='html'>The Bolke family alone is trying to repopulate the world (or just keep up with Utah birth statistics).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 3 sister-in-laws that are currently pregnant. One due with me in August, one in November and another in January. Plus another couple has had their papers in for adoption for awhile now. We're hoping and praying that any time they will get another baby too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the joys of having cousins close in age! Family reunions are going to get a whole lot more interesting/chaotic/funny/overwhelming/noisy/smelly...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-7643071834250544550?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/7643071834250544550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=7643071834250544550' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/7643071834250544550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/7643071834250544550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/05/baby-boomers.html' title='Baby Boomers'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-6044675681647363292</id><published>2009-04-18T15:15:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T15:24:50.489-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Uh-Oh</title><content type='html'>I mentioned to Rob that we need to start looking into birthing classes and offhand asked if he had ever seen a delivery or knew anything about it. His response: "Well....there was this one time on "Full House" when Becky gave birth to the twins. And then on the "Cosby Show" I remember Bill gave birth to a sub sandwhich and Theo a sailboat...That's about all."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone else available August 22nd-ish to be my birthing partner?! Actually, I know Rob will do a great job, even if he's just around to crack jokes to keep me from taking it all too serious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-6044675681647363292?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/6044675681647363292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=6044675681647363292' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/6044675681647363292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/6044675681647363292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/04/uh-oh.html' title='Uh-Oh'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-5038852652665123836</id><published>2009-04-10T13:14:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T13:30:25.996-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wicked</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sd-ciuYNQJI/AAAAAAAABIM/jAQqbc7oMQk/s1600-h/1st+week+in+April+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323145404954263698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sd-ciuYNQJI/AAAAAAAABIM/jAQqbc7oMQk/s200/1st+week+in+April+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323144893871219362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sd-cE-cg4qI/AAAAAAAABH8/Eqx-JFvYnok/s200/1st+week+in+April+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;Wednesday night we enjoyed a well raved about musical "Wicked" at Capitol Theatre downtown. The music was catchy, the costumes fun, and the story creative. I somehow chanced into tickets from work back in October. Otherwise I don't think we would have ever gone since tickets sold out within hours in December when they went on sale to the public. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Gummow's- missing Craig and Heidi who came a little later.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323144764099611794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sd-b9bAjTJI/AAAAAAAABH0/bzm3y1zuo4A/s320/1st+week+in+April+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Bolke's: Cherie, Evert, Ben &amp;amp; Amy.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323144655493956690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sd-b3Ga8hFI/AAAAAAAABHs/TmFoqrA5g1s/s320/1st+week+in+April+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Waiting for the show to start. Rob said he wore his green shirt in honor of Elphaba, but I know it's because it was actually ironed and ready to wear.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323145686098372450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sd-czFuL52I/AAAAAAAABIc/gZt5KPNsfHg/s320/1st+week+in+April+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The stage prior to the show.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323145586475655762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sd-ctSmR4lI/AAAAAAAABIU/8SMfyEKkPf0/s320/1st+week+in+April+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-5038852652665123836?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/5038852652665123836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=5038852652665123836' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/5038852652665123836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/5038852652665123836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/04/wicked.html' title='Wicked'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sd-ciuYNQJI/AAAAAAAABIM/jAQqbc7oMQk/s72-c/1st+week+in+April+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-6043419146467151921</id><published>2009-04-10T12:20:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T13:14:34.696-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Improvement</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past weekend we busted out a study/office in our house. I should have done the before pictures too just so you could appreciate the transformation. We found the desk at JCPenny which is a knock off of the P.B. one we liked. The bookshelves are from Ikea. We still have some more things to fix including: a smaller case/modem for the computer so if fits in the desk cupboard, pictures/diplomas on the wall, bookshelf details, and a comfy reading chair and lamp to put in there. It's now my favorite room in the house.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323135837447557986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sd-T10o2k2I/AAAAAAAABHk/l7QpISLn-r0/s320/1st+week+in+April+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323135722043790002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sd-TvGuc0rI/AAAAAAAABHc/1R_78SXqHgE/s320/1st+week+in+April+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;On Monday we had to repair our fence that had blown down while we were in NYC. We were overwhelmed with support from our neighbors who all showed up to help. It took about 2-3 hours to dig out and replace 3 rotted fence posts. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323135186389292738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sd-TP7Qd1sI/AAAAAAAABHE/SpX69eE7Z-A/s320/1st+week+in+April+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323135079418271762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sd-TJswlmBI/AAAAAAAABG8/fJsT5MWTAEg/s320/1st+week+in+April+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-6043419146467151921?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/6043419146467151921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=6043419146467151921' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/6043419146467151921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/6043419146467151921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/04/home-improvement.html' title='Home Improvement'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sd-T10o2k2I/AAAAAAAABHk/l7QpISLn-r0/s72-c/1st+week+in+April+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-1495088901433134744</id><published>2009-04-04T09:46:00.019-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T17:02:52.896-06:00</updated><title type='text'>N.Y.C.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321341649263991122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sdk0CUzfGVI/AAAAAAAABFc/P10TdeZK7Ug/s200/NYC+2008+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Rob had business meetings in Conneticut on Monday through &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sdk00qzoXLI/AAAAAAAABGE/i_tLy0XVj8Y/s1600-h/NYC+2008+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321342514163637426" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sdk00qzoXLI/AAAAAAAABGE/i_tLy0XVj8Y/s200/NYC+2008+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wednesday. We decided that the only way we are going to get vacations in this year is if we plan them around his work meetings (California in May). We left last Wednesday on the red eye flight to go to NYC for 3 days. We were able to see lots of well known places: &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SdkjtoT6r2I/AAAAAAAABFU/NctWtjdqZ3Q/s1600-h/NYC+2008+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321323701536993122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SdkjtoT6r2I/AAAAAAAABFU/NctWtjdqZ3Q/s200/NYC+2008+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rockefellar Plaza, Macy's &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sdk0rEswwzI/AAAAAAAABF8/Ac8OEzHugTI/s1600-h/NYC+2008+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321342349315457842" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sdk0rEswwzI/AAAAAAAABF8/Ac8OEzHugTI/s200/NYC+2008+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Department Store, Times Square, Top of Empire State Building, Central Park, The Metropolitan Museum, Statue of Liberty, Ellis Island, the Financial District, Ground Zero, Grand Central Station, the Brooklyn Bridge, the Broadway Musical "The Phantom of the &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sdk0PEOHKAI/AAAAAAAABFk/0x1Bsnv5YRc/s1600-h/NYC+2008+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321341868150564866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sdk0PEOHKAI/AAAAAAAABFk/0x1Bsnv5YRc/s200/NYC+2008+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Opera". I walked so much and so far &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sdk13KekqnI/AAAAAAAABG0/nU-tL5c4hno/s1600-h/NYC+2008+175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321343656536615538" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sdk13KekqnI/AAAAAAAABG0/nU-tL5c4hno/s200/NYC+2008+175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;that I had to soak my feet at night. We finished the experience on Sunday with church at the Temple building. Then Rob braved downtown traffic and we picked up our rental car to head out to Conneticut. It was the craziest driving experience we have ever lived through. At one point I told Rob to turn left and we were suddenly driving across the Brooklyn &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sdk1XB-gDxI/AAAAAAAABGc/rWPhvx0aP4M/s1600-h/NYC+2008+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321343104498798354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sdk1XB-gDxI/AAAAAAAABGc/rWPhvx0aP4M/s200/NYC+2008+122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bridge. The place has a bunch of one way streets with tons of buses, taxis and pedestrians everywhere. In Conneticut, one evening we drove to New Haven which is where Yale is &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sdk1sYRdEPI/AAAAAAAABGs/honVd4f750k/s1600-h/NYC+2008+142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321343471261126898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sdk1sYRdEPI/AAAAAAAABGs/honVd4f750k/s200/NYC+2008+142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;located. We felt smarter just driving around campus. Everywhere we turned there were men in button up shirts, crew neck sweaters, khakis and tassel shoes. It must be the dress code. All the buildings look like old cathedral churches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sdk1LOKM49I/AAAAAAAABGU/OY8nnqMopq0/s1600-h/NYC+2008+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321342901610669010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sdk1LOKM49I/AAAAAAAABGU/OY8nnqMopq0/s200/NYC+2008+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sdk0hlk6xPI/AAAAAAAABF0/DiZmMP3wsaQ/s1600-h/NYC+2008+285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321342186342237426" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 112px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sdk0hlk6xPI/AAAAAAAABF0/DiZmMP3wsaQ/s200/NYC+2008+285.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321342691953087138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sdk0_BH8EqI/AAAAAAAABGM/kwI3d4EmREg/s200/NYC+2008+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here are my conclusions: &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;*NYC really does have the best pizza and cheesecake ever (and I don't even like cheesecake)!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*I could have spent a week alone at the Met.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*The NYC ward has wonderful meetings with very put together classes/teachers.&lt;br /&gt;*The headphone tours are worth the extra price on the top of the Empire State Building and Statue of Liberty/Ellis Island. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321343270541497810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sdk1gsiKldI/AAAAAAAABGk/JN3IUhW8WJM/s320/NYC+2008+233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;*and last but not least: &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321322066429787218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SdkiOdD-vFI/AAAAAAAABFE/EBnvt1RY6uM/s200/I+heart+NYC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rob's conclusion:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*NYC hotdogs are delicious!!&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;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321323466186490434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sdkjf7j_AkI/AAAAAAAABFM/k8GzKu5jt3c/s320/8B_Bolke_070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-1495088901433134744?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/1495088901433134744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=1495088901433134744' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/1495088901433134744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/1495088901433134744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/04/nyc.html' title='N.Y.C.'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sdk0CUzfGVI/AAAAAAAABFc/P10TdeZK7Ug/s72-c/NYC+2008+048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-3226252313663942650</id><published>2009-03-24T14:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T17:07:28.187-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a...</title><content type='html'>We had our ultrasound today. Rob and I are singing a well known song from this musical:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316853968216019058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SclCg6IkUHI/AAAAAAAABE8/zXQGbmgWwgU/s320/200px-AmericanGigiPoster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thank Heaven For Little Girls" ...In my case thank heaven it's not plural!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-3226252313663942650?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/3226252313663942650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=3226252313663942650' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/3226252313663942650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/3226252313663942650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/03/its.html' title='It&apos;s a...'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SclCg6IkUHI/AAAAAAAABE8/zXQGbmgWwgU/s72-c/200px-AmericanGigiPoster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-6149086313514438696</id><published>2009-03-20T10:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T10:46:30.557-06:00</updated><title type='text'>St. Pat's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316424658724280434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sce8DzpjWHI/AAAAAAAABEk/0_OSs3UQz1Y/s320/St.+Pat%27s+Day+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Rob introduced me to corned beef and cabbage as a traditional March 17&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; meal last year. I had never had it before because my mom never fixed it. This year I was more prepared for the tradition, but added my own fun idea with a rainbow jello (it took all day to fix, so probably not going to be a keeper in the annual tradition). &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316424803904535170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sce8MQfOOoI/AAAAAAAABEs/FqCeyq_9Ang/s320/St.+Pat%27s+Day+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;While eating his Lucky Charms for breakfast, Rob told me "I figured out why you are making a rainbow jello. The pot of gold is at the end." Thanks General Mills for teaching 5 year olds and 28 year olds about leprachauns and rainbows. For dessert a pistachio cake that was simply divine. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316424953553618178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sce8U9-WBQI/AAAAAAAABE0/dVtUY8znoHA/s320/St.+Pat%27s+Day+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-6149086313514438696?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/6149086313514438696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=6149086313514438696' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/6149086313514438696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/6149086313514438696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/03/st-pats-day.html' title='St. Pat&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sce8DzpjWHI/AAAAAAAABEk/0_OSs3UQz1Y/s72-c/St.+Pat%27s+Day+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-6596266585399666490</id><published>2009-03-15T16:58:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T10:27:05.206-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Fever!</title><content type='html'>Here's a few things we have been up to lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got a call last weekend that Rob was on his way home. He said he was driving VERY slowly on all the back roads. When he pulled in I realized why. He had left his old BBQ grill at his sister's house while we were living in our apartment. On a semi-warm day he finagled a way to bring it home. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313553880393529938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sb2JGg_BOlI/AAAAAAAABD8/-uhi60o9bGE/s320/March+2009+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313553624242361394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sb2I3mv0lDI/AAAAAAAABD0/ZxTKYRPBzhw/s320/March+2009+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I can't wait to use my favorite marinade:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 C Soy Sauce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2C 7-Up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 C Oil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/4 tsp Garlic Powder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let chicken sit for at least 3H or overnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Wednesday I left for Houston to visit one of my favorite friends from high-school. If you've never had Texan brisket, you are missing out. We didn't notice until the last day that we hadn't taken any pictures. It was a rainy day so we spent some time in the mall and saw a fashion show. There were a few bloopers with underwear showing and straps on 3 inch platforms coming undone. It made me feel better that even models aren't perfect. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313554254603277954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sb2JcTBk1oI/AAAAAAAABEE/XHxYyr9wIGQ/s320/March+2009+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313554601612711410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sb2JwfvElfI/AAAAAAAABEU/3YhcCAJJadw/s320/March+2009+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313554436643332754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sb2Jm5LTopI/AAAAAAAABEM/ZyMIfedHEKA/s320/March+2009+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And last but not least here is the 4 month baby bump. Our first ultrasound is next week. We've started looking into carseats and other necessary equipment. Does anyone have a brand or product they love? &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313569228350495874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sb2XD4lHHII/AAAAAAAABEc/edr9ES_-3bA/s320/March+2009+007.jpg" border="0" /&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/7088657125763312898-6596266585399666490?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/6596266585399666490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=6596266585399666490' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/6596266585399666490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/6596266585399666490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-fever.html' title='Spring Fever!'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sb2JGg_BOlI/AAAAAAAABD8/-uhi60o9bGE/s72-c/March+2009+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-2996393514662321921</id><published>2009-03-01T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T12:18:01.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poly Wife Hair</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday, my bangs were sticking straight out like a visor or something. So I copied a nurse I had seen at the hospital who did this twist thing on one side only that was super cute:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309041010777826962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sa2Aq7lkppI/AAAAAAAABDY/DqT1V1_0KVA/s320/End+of+Feb+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Rob told me it reminded him of a polygamist wife...then tried to back track and say it looked great. Ummmmm too late. I still wore it to church and recieved compliments from girls my age who are going to try themselves, which thankfully gave me the validation I needed. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good thing he was extra nice on Valentine's day a week before. He had definately earned himself some "I'll forgive you this time" points with this fanfare:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309041768108085538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sa2BXA3LUSI/AAAAAAAABDg/qgapIt-wzBU/s320/Valentine%27s+%2709+002.jpg" border="0" /&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/7088657125763312898-2996393514662321921?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/2996393514662321921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=2996393514662321921' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/2996393514662321921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/2996393514662321921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/02/poly-wife-hair.html' title='Poly Wife Hair'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/Sa2Aq7lkppI/AAAAAAAABDY/DqT1V1_0KVA/s72-c/End+of+Feb+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-9038929445320961218</id><published>2009-02-25T11:50:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T15:13:12.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Utah Version of Joe's Experience</title><content type='html'>I just got done reading the posts and comments on the &lt;a href="http://www.ksl.com/index.php?nid=148&amp;amp;sid=5681215"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;KSL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; radio news linked to Joe's experience reported yesterday in Utah. It made me really sad that most of the comments were bashing each other over the fact the story includes that they were missionaries. There were also a few comments that were rude towards Joe and his comp, Elder Simpson...just for people and news reports in Michigan saying they helped people in their burning apartment building!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a sad world when someone helps another and gets ridiculed in the process. For family and real friends go to &lt;a href="http://michelebolke.blogspot.com/2009/02/dans-little-brother-is-on-mission-in.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to get the scoop as told by Joe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are links to the other reports from&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kutv.com/mostpopular/story/2-Missionaries-1-from-Utah-Save-Fire-Victims/-yXvzZUa2UKVWYSLYnS0_g.cspx"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;KUTV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://http//www.abc4.com/content/news/slc/story/LDS-missionary-saves-Mother-and-baby-from-burning/NW2P56DEqk-arGIR9wK0DQ.cspx"&gt;ABC4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-9038929445320961218?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/9038929445320961218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=9038929445320961218' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/9038929445320961218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/9038929445320961218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/02/utah-version-of-joes-experience.html' title='The Utah Version of Joe&apos;s Experience'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-1193496953604641411</id><published>2009-02-16T16:52:00.011-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T10:56:55.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joe vs. The Fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SZr5p1_0SXI/AAAAAAAABDA/mbNuJ_VubVo/s1600-h/fire+two.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303826008446880114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SZr5p1_0SXI/AAAAAAAABDA/mbNuJ_VubVo/s200/fire+two.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SZr5tWUCKOI/AAAAAAAABDI/I8_U6j_dyls/s1600-h/fire+one.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303826068661217506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SZr5tWUCKOI/AAAAAAAABDI/I8_U6j_dyls/s200/fire+one.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SZr5Z-K_4iI/AAAAAAAABC4/naMWgeSWzw8/s1600-h/fire+two.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SZr5OT7WqBI/AAAAAAAABCw/IzyBz9_97fs/s1600-h/fire+one.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rob's parents got the worst kind of call on Friday, about their son on a mission in Michigan. The mission home had contacted the stake president who in turn was letting them know that their son's apartment building had burned down about 4AM. All the info they had at the time was he and his companion were safe. Over the last few days, we have been able to piece together from the news reports on the internet and finally today a brief email from Joe, what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joe and his comp were some of the first one's awake and out of the burning apartment building. Good thing because their doorway and windows were engulfed with flames within minutes after running out. Then they began shouting to wake people up and even helped a woman and her 7 week old baby down from the 2nd floor balcony because they were trapped.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some links to the video clips or articles starring Joe Bolke:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wnem.com/news/18706545/detail.html"&gt;http://www.wnem.com/news/18706545/detail.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://abclocal.go.com/wjrt/story?section=news/local&amp;amp;id=6656634"&gt;http://abclocal.go.com/wjrt/story?section=news/local&amp;amp;id=6656634&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://abclocal.go.com/wjrt/story?section=news/local&amp;amp;id=6657094"&gt;http://abclocal.go.com/wjrt/story?section=news/local&amp;amp;id=6657094&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myfoxdetroit.com/dpp/news/Fire_Burns_Fenton_Apartments"&gt;http://www.myfoxdetroit.com/dpp/news/Fire_Burns_Fenton_Apartments&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SZr5x-BUiuI/AAAAAAAABDQ/ZkRzetddbRk/s1600-h/fire+joe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303826148039625442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SZr5x-BUiuI/AAAAAAAABDQ/ZkRzetddbRk/s320/fire+joe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is a part of his email:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"We made a list of things we needed from luggage to school supplies and furniture and they read off the list in relief society and every time something was read someone would raise their hand and say they will donate it. I am honestly better off now than when I came out. I have lots of shirts and ties and pants and life is great."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I heart R.S.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I heart Elder Bolke&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/7088657125763312898-1193496953604641411?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/1193496953604641411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=1193496953604641411' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/1193496953604641411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/1193496953604641411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/02/joe-vs-fire.html' title='Joe vs. The Fire'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SZr5p1_0SXI/AAAAAAAABDA/mbNuJ_VubVo/s72-c/fire+two.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-707631083812575824</id><published>2009-02-10T12:11:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T10:41:18.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"You just can't win, can you?!"</title><content type='html'>I was at home this weekend visiting friends and family. While at church I saw my old nursing instructor from Ricks College. We chatted about the nursing program and my old instructors. Then she asked me what my married name is now. After telling her, she said "You just can't win, can you?!" and burst out laughing. I was not offended at all, because in nursing school all of my classmates, their families, and even most of the teachers would call me/know me as "Gummow".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How lucky can a girl be to have 2 unique and memorable last names to distiguish her from the rest of the world?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-707631083812575824?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/707631083812575824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=707631083812575824' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/707631083812575824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/707631083812575824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-just-cant-win-can-you.html' title='&quot;You just can&apos;t win, can you?!&quot;'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-6901819293812694356</id><published>2009-01-20T10:11:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T10:25:45.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MLK, Jr. Day</title><content type='html'>Half way through my book yesterday I realized I was reading a most appropriate book: &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293425635239998530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 113px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SXYGkcltNEI/AAAAAAAABB4/8UDZaX9ula0/s320/secret_life_of_bees.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Set in the south in 1964, it shows a bit what life was like as the Civil Rights Act was signed, but mostly is about relationships. I have always wanted to read it and finally had some time (7 hours worth) yesterday since Rob's work only believes in "major" holidays. I would recommend it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-6901819293812694356?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/6901819293812694356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=6901819293812694356' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/6901819293812694356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/6901819293812694356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/01/mlk-jr-day.html' title='MLK, Jr. Day'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SXYGkcltNEI/AAAAAAAABB4/8UDZaX9ula0/s72-c/secret_life_of_bees.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-2085742340625079685</id><published>2009-01-17T15:41:00.012-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T17:11:29.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Video Killed the Radio Star</title><content type='html'>We had a rock'n time at our 80's party! Everyone was very good sports about participating. We even had some guest appearances by Don Johnson from Miami Vice, Run D.M.C., Axl Rose, Jane Fonda, The Breakfast Club, Madonna. There was so many funny pictures that we had to include them all. ENJOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="&amp;offsite=true&amp;amp;lang=en-us&amp;page_show_url=%2Fphotos%2F21052842%40N04%2Fsets%2F72157612690007832%2Fshow%2F&amp;page_show_back_url=%2Fphotos%2F21052842%40N04%2Fsets%2F72157612690007832%2F&amp;set_id=72157612690007832&amp;jump_to="&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.flickr.com/apps/slideshow/show.swf?v=63961"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.flickr.com/apps/slideshow/show.swf?v=63961" allowFullScreen="true" flashvars="&amp;offsite=true&amp;amp;lang=en-us&amp;page_show_url=%2Fphotos%2F21052842%40N04%2Fsets%2F72157612690007832%2Fshow%2F&amp;page_show_back_url=%2Fphotos%2F21052842%40N04%2Fsets%2F72157612690007832%2F&amp;set_id=72157612690007832&amp;jump_to=" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-2085742340625079685?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/2085742340625079685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=2085742340625079685' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/2085742340625079685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/2085742340625079685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/01/80.html' title='Video Killed the Radio Star'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-7855743115516847919</id><published>2009-01-11T18:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T18:59:15.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>80's Birthday Bash/Open House</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SWqjvVVhQ4I/AAAAAAAABBI/1USWGSxIrUI/s1600-h/BirthdayInvitenoaddress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290220745876652930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SWqjvVVhQ4I/AAAAAAAABBI/1USWGSxIrUI/s400/BirthdayInvitenoaddress.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7088657125763312898-7855743115516847919?l=kristenandrob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/feeds/7855743115516847919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7088657125763312898&amp;postID=7855743115516847919' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/7855743115516847919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7088657125763312898/posts/default/7855743115516847919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandrob.blogspot.com/2009/01/80s-birthday-bashopen-house.html' title='80&apos;s Birthday Bash/Open House'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14775538497332073916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SWqjvVVhQ4I/AAAAAAAABBI/1USWGSxIrUI/s72-c/BirthdayInvitenoaddress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7088657125763312898.post-1390983275812348416</id><published>2009-01-06T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T11:32:37.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The 1st</title><content type='html'>The &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;1sts&lt;/span&gt; from 2008: &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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st time going through the Rexburg, Idaho temple&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288243281081068242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SWOdPu6u6tI/AAAAAAAABAg/VCZRCG0MdJc/s320/DSC02702.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1st attempt at making cheese&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288243476783289234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SWOdbH9x05I/AAAAAAAABAo/a2gPCRdCTzc/s320/cheesy3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; 1st time my sister met my husband...no hug, just a handshake&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288246395975422978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SWOgFCza1AI/AAAAAAAABA4/j3XNeLJSlbI/s320/P1010881.JPG" border="0" /&gt;1st Masters Degree for Rob...and most likely last&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288242038908919474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SWOcHbd0HrI/AAAAAAAABAQ/n_foF_n62XY/s320/DSCN0186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;1st time in Italy, Switzerland or France for me&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288241472622618626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SWObmd4o6AI/AAAAAAAABAI/W2VSlCgp_Hk/s320/photo3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; 1st full time job for Rob (no joke...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st triathalon- the Spudman for me&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288242638213875634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SWOcqUDQB7I/AAAAAAAABAY/oR5_fn6htAw/s320/Summer+2008+%232+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st time to Puerto Rico&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288241010309047810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SWObLjofpgI/AAAAAAAABAA/5tFmls1cL-8/s320/Puerto+Rico+and+Bridal+Shower+097.jpg" border="0" /&gt; 1st anniversary&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288245119943699842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SWOe6xNv7YI/AAAAAAAABAw/X4H9CZXKATM/s320/DSC_3328.jpg" border="0" /&gt;1st 5K for Rob (see Nutcracker 5k from Dec.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st time home buyers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288240699530954722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EQoPYvMfkI/SWOa5d5OR-I/AAAAAAAAA_4/861aBrMJsEs/s320/New+Home+Dec+2008+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;1st time both my grandma's have been at our house for Christmas and 1st Christmas Rob spent with my family (unfortunately I have no documentation of either event...but Rob did play in this "Guess Who" Turney)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288248457417885426" style="DISPLAY: block; 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