<?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-2479716625015056830</id><updated>2011-07-07T22:55:21.876-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wild Bunch</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479716625015056830.post-6487240415559987470</id><published>2010-05-28T10:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T10:45:29.991-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving Day</title><content type='html'>We're moving...blogs that is!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a lot of thought and consideration, we have decided to take the next step in the world of blogging.&amp;nbsp; We have started a new site where you can find lots of info about what's going on with us and the kids, plus a whole lot more.&amp;nbsp; Look for our favorite recipes and projects around the house (we're thinking about putting in a garden, that should be a good one).&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've actually been blogging over there for about two weeks, so come catch up with us and make sure you read all the way to the first post, it will explain a lot :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So come move with us and we hope to see you soon at our new home &lt;a href="http://www.redwhiteandhome.com/"&gt;Red, White, &amp;amp; Home&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479716625015056830-6487240415559987470?l=amwilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/6487240415559987470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479716625015056830&amp;postID=6487240415559987470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/6487240415559987470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/6487240415559987470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/2010/05/moving-day.html' title='Moving Day'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479716625015056830.post-5704496021869650121</id><published>2010-05-09T21:36:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T10:56:11.475-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Job In the World</title><content type='html'>Being a mom is the hardest job I have ever had. It's not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;glamorous&lt;/span&gt; or exciting; it's long hours with little sleep or rest; sometimes it's down right disgusting. But, it is the best job I have ever had. It's rewards are in kisses and smiles, hugs and giggles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S-dsGlFdZbI/AAAAAAAAAk8/s9hHB7p3A44/s1600/Collage11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469459132754781618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S-dsGlFdZbI/AAAAAAAAAk8/s9hHB7p3A44/s320/Collage11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S-dsGBNpvsI/AAAAAAAAAk0/mhHInQ7hL_Y/s1600/Collage12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469459123125468866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S-dsGBNpvsI/AAAAAAAAAk0/mhHInQ7hL_Y/s320/Collage12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S-drME4ovrI/AAAAAAAAAkc/a11Uwlp_06E/s1600/Collage13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469458127678652082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S-drME4ovrI/AAAAAAAAAkc/a11Uwlp_06E/s320/Collage13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S-dqo0kxUQI/AAAAAAAAAkU/MD91mmr8N4E/s1600/Collage14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469457522004939010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S-dqo0kxUQI/AAAAAAAAAkU/MD91mmr8N4E/s320/Collage14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S-dqoaExpOI/AAAAAAAAAkM/pIOjNCSEaeM/s1600/Collage15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469457514891420898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S-dqoaExpOI/AAAAAAAAAkM/pIOjNCSEaeM/s320/Collage15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thank you Paige and Collin for allowing me to be your mother, I love you with all my heart. And to my mom, thanks for being the best example; I love you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S-dqnNvV8bI/AAAAAAAAAj8/O9ZfK111TLE/s1600/Collage17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469457494400430514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S-dqnNvV8bI/AAAAAAAAAj8/O9ZfK111TLE/s320/Collage17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Paige has been working on her letters, this is her very first Mother's Day card to me, completed with just a little help. All day long today she kept telling me "Happy Valentine's Day". I think she was just a little confused. But then tonight, I went to tuck her in and she said, "Happy Mother's Day Mom, I love you times a hundred." &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Agghhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, melt my heart!!!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S-dqmvsn0oI/AAAAAAAAAj0/PRFClSOL-1k/s1600/DSC01628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469457486335955586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S-dqmvsn0oI/AAAAAAAAAj0/PRFClSOL-1k/s320/DSC01628.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479716625015056830-5704496021869650121?l=amwilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/5704496021869650121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479716625015056830&amp;postID=5704496021869650121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/5704496021869650121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/5704496021869650121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/2010/05/best-job-in-world.html' title='The Best Job In the World'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S-dsGlFdZbI/AAAAAAAAAk8/s9hHB7p3A44/s72-c/Collage11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479716625015056830.post-7837038801105050017</id><published>2010-05-04T20:59:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T21:17:31.349-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Keep Swimming</title><content type='html'>Paige started swim lessons today in preparation for a busy summer at the beach and the lake. I was a little worried about how she was going to like them since we weren't able to get her in a class last year and the fact that she kept telling me that she didn't want to put her face in the water - but she did GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S-DG2yaGmMI/AAAAAAAAAjs/VS1AraEWFmk/s1600/DSC01593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467588592174274754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S-DG2yaGmMI/AAAAAAAAAjs/VS1AraEWFmk/s320/DSC01593.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S-DG2WlQqtI/AAAAAAAAAjk/IsZuh731y7A/s1600/DSC01594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467588584704879314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S-DG2WlQqtI/AAAAAAAAAjk/IsZuh731y7A/s320/DSC01594.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Although slightly timid, she finally did everything the teacher asked, all the while saying, "I can't do that" I wonder where they lean that SO early? But she could do it and she eventually tried every time, so I'm a happy momma. We had tears at the end because we didn't want to get out of the water, so I guess that means it was a success. Good thing too, because we are headed back to the pool on Thursday and twice a week thereafter for the rest of the month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S-DG10JCarI/AAAAAAAAAjc/Re1kfKzi8x8/s1600/DSC01598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467588575459699378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S-DG10JCarI/AAAAAAAAAjc/Re1kfKzi8x8/s320/DSC01598.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479716625015056830-7837038801105050017?l=amwilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/7837038801105050017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479716625015056830&amp;postID=7837038801105050017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/7837038801105050017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/7837038801105050017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/2010/05/just-keep-swimming.html' title='Just Keep Swimming'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S-DG2yaGmMI/AAAAAAAAAjs/VS1AraEWFmk/s72-c/DSC01593.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479716625015056830.post-1880809375442236303</id><published>2010-05-02T19:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T20:03:57.973-04:00</updated><title type='text'>May Day Resolutions</title><content type='html'>Alright, so I haven't been very good at keeping up with the blog lately. I even failed miserably at setting a New Year's resolution to start up again...it's now May and I haven't posted a single entry all year!!! So I'm making it a May Day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;resolution&lt;/span&gt; to begin again. What has brought on this renewed interest in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;blogging&lt;/span&gt;? I recently learned about a web site that will take your blog and bind all the entries into a beautiful book. I must &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;admit&lt;/span&gt; that I've been bad about everything memory related lately (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;blogging&lt;/span&gt;, taking and printing pictures, and keeping up with the kids baby books) But being able to simply have my blog printed in a nice book - that appeals to this busy mom, so I'm making the effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting with a post that is mostly kid free.  My mom came in town about a week ago and was so nice to stay with the kids for a whole weekend so Matt and I could get away.  We went to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Greenbrier&lt;/span&gt; in West Virginia and had the best time.  It was so nice to get away for a few days, reconnect, and just spend some time together.  If you're not familiar with the resort, I suggest you check it out, it's beautiful.  We did all kinds of things that we never take the time to do when we are busy being parents.  We played checkers while having drinks, went to dinner without having to cut food, spent an afternoon on the river kayaking, went to the spa, and went bowling just to name a few things.  We came back feeling rested and ready to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;wrestle&lt;/span&gt; the monkeys again.  I'm secretly looking forward to our next get away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S94Rf0K_nxI/AAAAAAAAAi8/2pWtEefHx5w/s1600/DSC01577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466826235952733970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S94Rf0K_nxI/AAAAAAAAAi8/2pWtEefHx5w/s320/DSC01577.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S94RfbqrWXI/AAAAAAAAAi0/y0AxXqD2Qqk/s1600/DSC015731.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466826229374736754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S94RfbqrWXI/AAAAAAAAAi0/y0AxXqD2Qqk/s320/DSC015731.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479716625015056830-1880809375442236303?l=amwilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/1880809375442236303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479716625015056830&amp;postID=1880809375442236303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/1880809375442236303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/1880809375442236303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/2010/05/may-day-resolutions.html' title='May Day Resolutions'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S94Rf0K_nxI/AAAAAAAAAi8/2pWtEefHx5w/s72-c/DSC01577.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479716625015056830.post-2158148516710632612</id><published>2009-11-08T20:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T20:09:41.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Betrothed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SvdrvD41KYI/AAAAAAAAAis/h9vnyulyEfs/s1600-h/DSC01103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401904734295894402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SvdrvD41KYI/AAAAAAAAAis/h9vnyulyEfs/s320/DSC01103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were so lucky that we were able to visit with part of the Miller family over the weekend. Matt and Geoff were college roomates and did ROTC together. The Millers now live in Germany, but Kim and daughter Michaela were stateside for a few days and were able to come down for dinner and some play time. We have joked since the day that we found out that we were both pregnant with a boy and girl respectivly, that they would make a great pair some day. And, as luck woudl have it, they were born days apart. Collin on the 1st of Jan and Michaela on the 6th. Don't they make a cute couple? We were sad that Geoff couldn't come and visit too, but hope to see them all agian in the Spring!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479716625015056830-2158148516710632612?l=amwilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/2158148516710632612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479716625015056830&amp;postID=2158148516710632612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/2158148516710632612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/2158148516710632612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/2009/11/betrothed.html' title='Betrothed'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SvdrvD41KYI/AAAAAAAAAis/h9vnyulyEfs/s72-c/DSC01103.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479716625015056830.post-159381042505590349</id><published>2009-11-08T19:25:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T20:02:02.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Cinderella Story</title><content type='html'>Over the weekend, Paige went to a princess birthday party, for her very best friend Addison. They were instructed to come dressed in their finest princess attire. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SvdnbARFpzI/AAAAAAAAAik/TWgnW7YKcUM/s1600-h/DSC01050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401899991680001842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SvdnbARFpzI/AAAAAAAAAik/TWgnW7YKcUM/s320/DSC01050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then came a knock at the door and who could it be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Svdna7nfajI/AAAAAAAAAic/6Ak1qeS9oZ8/s1600-h/DSC01051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401899990431787570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Svdna7nfajI/AAAAAAAAAic/6Ak1qeS9oZ8/s320/DSC01051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was none-other than Cinderella herself. All of the girls were mesmerized, because of course it was THE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cinderella&lt;/span&gt;.  She came and sang songs with them,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SvdnaoRbOrI/AAAAAAAAAiU/xEPmiIXkgBc/s1600-h/DSC01058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401899985238964914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SvdnaoRbOrI/AAAAAAAAAiU/xEPmiIXkgBc/s320/DSC01058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and danced with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SvdnabLW5uI/AAAAAAAAAiM/AvUgoLJ5nms/s1600-h/DSC01065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401899981723854562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SvdnabLW5uI/AAAAAAAAAiM/AvUgoLJ5nms/s320/DSC01065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They even had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;parade&lt;/span&gt; around the house.   She also gave them each some magic fairy dust to turn them into real princesses.  They even got certificates so everyone would know that it was official.  While &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Cinderella&lt;/span&gt; was explaining all of this, Paige pipped up and said, "but I'm already a princess."  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Agghhh&lt;/span&gt;, the drama. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SvdkxI0FZdI/AAAAAAAAAiE/ypWzaTcXK88/s1600-h/DSC01069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401897073396508114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SvdkxI0FZdI/AAAAAAAAAiE/ypWzaTcXK88/s320/DSC01069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Svdkw2RBEII/AAAAAAAAAh8/MyWyptDuh7Y/s1600-h/DSC01076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401897068417585282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Svdkw2RBEII/AAAAAAAAAh8/MyWyptDuh7Y/s320/DSC01076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Cinderella&lt;/span&gt; Princess party would not be complete without some face &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;paint&lt;/span&gt;, and finger nail polish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SvdkwqwS9vI/AAAAAAAAAh0/TMbedHOMJlM/s1600-h/DSC01081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401897065327556338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SvdkwqwS9vI/AAAAAAAAAh0/TMbedHOMJlM/s320/DSC01081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SvdkwZNUWlI/AAAAAAAAAhs/37m36qELpfk/s1600-h/DSC01085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401897060617443922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SvdkwZNUWlI/AAAAAAAAAhs/37m36qELpfk/s320/DSC01085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was really a great afternoon.  Paige came home talking about Addison and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Cinderella&lt;/span&gt; all day long!  We even had tears in the car, not so much for Cinderella, but becuase she didn't want to leave her best friend.  Aren't they cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SvdkwDtzfFI/AAAAAAAAAhk/8btw8jww8NY/s1600-h/DSC010981.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401897054848121938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SvdkwDtzfFI/AAAAAAAAAhk/8btw8jww8NY/s320/DSC010981.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479716625015056830-159381042505590349?l=amwilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/159381042505590349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479716625015056830&amp;postID=159381042505590349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/159381042505590349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/159381042505590349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/2009/11/cinderella-story.html' title='A Cinderella Story'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SvdnbARFpzI/AAAAAAAAAik/TWgnW7YKcUM/s72-c/DSC01050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479716625015056830.post-3379283451841453744</id><published>2009-11-01T18:53:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T20:24:46.645-05:00</updated><title type='text'>October Catch-Up</title><content type='html'>Wow, it's been a busy month and I haven't been great with the updates, so be prepared for a long "catch-up." Earlier in the month we took the kids to go pick apples. We found a great farm in Winchester, VA that had all kinds of things for the kids to do. Among &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;picking&lt;/span&gt; apples, there were pumpkins, animals, food, and music. The weather was beautiful and we had a great afternoon. Of all the animals they could pet, both Paige and Collin like the goats the best. They were very friendly and even Collin was grabbing for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Su4u4EcQteI/AAAAAAAAAhc/Rj5t3KgXNpU/s1600-h/DSC00874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399304544063632866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Su4u4EcQteI/AAAAAAAAAhc/Rj5t3KgXNpU/s320/DSC00874.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;visiting&lt;/span&gt; the animals, having some lunch, enjoying a hay ride &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;across&lt;/span&gt; the farm, it was time to load up on apples. Paige thought it was pretty neat to be able to pull them off the tree, although we kept having to steer her away from the ones with worm holes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Su4u3wuQo6I/AAAAAAAAAhU/DdbDdlAE7VE/s1600-h/DSC00885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399304538770416546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Su4u3wuQo6I/AAAAAAAAAhU/DdbDdlAE7VE/s320/DSC00885.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Su4u3Xx1O-I/AAAAAAAAAhM/kYT6G5v0rIk/s1600-h/DSC00887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399304532074511330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Su4u3Xx1O-I/AAAAAAAAAhM/kYT6G5v0rIk/s320/DSC00887.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; By the end of the day, I think Paige had eaten about three whole apples. Oh well, there are worse things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Su4u3Pt_gQI/AAAAAAAAAhE/gt3kCFwWwmk/s1600-h/DSC00890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399304529910923522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Su4u3Pt_gQI/AAAAAAAAAhE/gt3kCFwWwmk/s320/DSC00890.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "I want one from the top"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Su4u2xUJelI/AAAAAAAAAg8/LG_n19ogbqg/s1600-h/DSC00894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399304521749461586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Su4u2xUJelI/AAAAAAAAAg8/LG_n19ogbqg/s320/DSC00894.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Su4rb8zbtBI/AAAAAAAAAg0/2eXyP6Whedc/s1600-h/DSC00901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399300762442118162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Su4rb8zbtBI/AAAAAAAAAg0/2eXyP6Whedc/s320/DSC00901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Later in the month, Paige's preschool class visited &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Sneeds&lt;/span&gt; Farm to pick out pumpkins and have a picnic. Of course Collin and I had to tag along. Here is her class, aren't they cute all decked out in their jeans and red shirts? Can you find Paige?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Su4rbnSE0DI/AAAAAAAAAgs/TDLJIVO8gfA/s1600-h/DSC00917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399300756665061426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Su4rbnSE0DI/AAAAAAAAAgs/TDLJIVO8gfA/s320/DSC00917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Best Friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Su4rbBSpgGI/AAAAAAAAAgk/4zFMXPjFYC0/s1600-h/DSC00913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399300746466918498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Su4rbBSpgGI/AAAAAAAAAgk/4zFMXPjFYC0/s320/DSC00913.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Picking out the perfect one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Su4raePBRQI/AAAAAAAAAgc/eZMKZ2pHsNI/s1600-h/DSC00923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399300737056457986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Su4raePBRQI/AAAAAAAAAgc/eZMKZ2pHsNI/s320/DSC00923.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom, I want one too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Su4raDObMpI/AAAAAAAAAgU/utPuVJiQLD8/s1600-h/DSC00929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399300729806205586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Su4raDObMpI/AAAAAAAAAgU/utPuVJiQLD8/s320/DSC00929.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Collin standing up to check out the goats of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Su4oCJS8dMI/AAAAAAAAAgM/g3_HQ9OVfSo/s1600-h/DSC00947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399297020584031426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Su4oCJS8dMI/AAAAAAAAAgM/g3_HQ9OVfSo/s320/DSC00947.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Su4oB3KVfdI/AAAAAAAAAgE/zOsS_Qp3s_w/s1600-h/DSC00951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399297015716085202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Su4oB3KVfdI/AAAAAAAAAgE/zOsS_Qp3s_w/s320/DSC00951.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lastly, the kids were able to feed the chickens. I thought that Paige would be a little timid as the chickens were rather aggressive, but she had no fear and was a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt; when the feed ran out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Su4oBTVYYEI/AAAAAAAAAf8/By6XqkqYXoA/s1600-h/DSC00958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399297006098735170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Su4oBTVYYEI/AAAAAAAAAf8/By6XqkqYXoA/s320/DSC00958.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The weekend before Halloween our good friends Meredith and Aaron invited us to participate in a Halloween parade and contest. The contest was for the best "dressed" stroller. Since Collin was going as Charlie Brown, Aaron built him a snoopy house that fit over his stroller. It was SO cute and we did get lots of compliments. But seeing as how this was our first year, we had no idea of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;competition&lt;/span&gt; that we were in for. There were some awesome entries. We may not have won, but we will definitely be prepared next year. (PS - Aaron is dressed as Charlie's best friend Linus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Su4oBIbUutI/AAAAAAAAAf0/fqBxzjbxquc/s1600-h/DSC00971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399297003170872018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Su4oBIbUutI/AAAAAAAAAf0/fqBxzjbxquc/s320/DSC00971.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Su4oA5VUdeI/AAAAAAAAAfs/idVIXVNxH2g/s1600-h/DSC00978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399296999119156706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Su4oA5VUdeI/AAAAAAAAAfs/idVIXVNxH2g/s320/DSC00978.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Charlie Brown attacks Tinkerbell!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Su4khG-zA5I/AAAAAAAAAfk/jCgAyQDehQI/s1600-h/DSC00979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399293154492089234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Su4khG-zA5I/AAAAAAAAAfk/jCgAyQDehQI/s320/DSC00979.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The week before Halloween, Noni came to visit. She and Paige carved pumpkins on night. Paige was a much bigger help this year than she was last year, she actually dug out some of the insides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Su4kgmWBMOI/AAAAAAAAAfc/3alNfe95Pqo/s1600-h/DSC00988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399293145731117282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Su4kgmWBMOI/AAAAAAAAAfc/3alNfe95Pqo/s320/DSC00988.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Noni, however, did the carving, of Tinkerbell of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;course&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Su4kgc4Ge2I/AAAAAAAAAfU/K1Zckvn7foE/s1600-h/DSC00992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399293143189715810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Su4kgc4Ge2I/AAAAAAAAAfU/K1Zckvn7foE/s320/DSC00992.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Collin got a pumpkin too! Somehow I didn't get a picture of him with the finished product, but his was just a silly Jack-O-Lantern. He also had a great time and helped fish out the insides. I think he ate more than he helped, but that's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; - pumpkin's a vegetable :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Su4kgKZ75wI/AAAAAAAAAfM/MRbC5HS-OYY/s1600-h/DSC00996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399293138231355138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Su4kgKZ75wI/AAAAAAAAAfM/MRbC5HS-OYY/s320/DSC00996.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Halloween night was filled with more fun. We meet up with Aaron and Meredith again, who invited us to a Halloween party some friends of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;theirs&lt;/span&gt; have every year (Carrie and Bill). We all got into the spirit a little, along with Tinkerbell and Charlie Brown, I wore my kitty ears and Matt dressed up as House.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Su4kf09fKhI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Fjg_zhv6YAc/s1600-h/DSC01011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399293132474886674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Su4kf09fKhI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Fjg_zhv6YAc/s320/DSC01011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course we had to pull out the snoopy house again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Su4hWQV9CLI/AAAAAAAAAe8/SvNPxjeol0k/s1600-h/DSC01017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399289669491689650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Su4hWQV9CLI/AAAAAAAAAe8/SvNPxjeol0k/s320/DSC01017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Paige came home with quite a bit of loot. The street that Carrie and Bill live on really goes all out for Halloween. By the time we were finished, Paige could barely carry her trick-or-treat bag. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other news, Collin is 10 months old today! He is growing up so fast and is now pulling up on everything and I know that it won't be long before he is running after Paige. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you all had a great October and a very Happy Halloween!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479716625015056830-3379283451841453744?l=amwilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/3379283451841453744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479716625015056830&amp;postID=3379283451841453744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/3379283451841453744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/3379283451841453744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/2009/11/october-catch-up.html' title='October Catch-Up'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Su4u4EcQteI/AAAAAAAAAhc/Rj5t3KgXNpU/s72-c/DSC00874.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479716625015056830.post-3963212333862365539</id><published>2009-10-01T19:59:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T20:40:43.451-04:00</updated><title type='text'>9 Months and Presents from Popi</title><content type='html'>Collin is 9 months old today!  It's hard to believe how far we have come in the last year.  One year ago, we moved across country to Virginia, I was pregnant with Collin, and Paige was just starting to potty train.  Now, we have a little boy that's no longer a baby and a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;schooler&lt;/span&gt; who would rather be at school than at home with mom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Collin has been growing and changing so much in the past few months.  He is no longer doing the "inch-worm", but is crawling all over the place, he is beginning to pull-up on things, he no longer likes baby food, but eats mostly table food, is beginning to wave, and throws his arms up in the air if you ask him how big he is.  Here are a few recent pictures of him, watch out, his smile will melt your heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SsVIB2cPhDI/AAAAAAAAAes/G96kfQy671U/s1600-h/DSC00796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387791725849707570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SsVIB2cPhDI/AAAAAAAAAes/G96kfQy671U/s320/DSC00796.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SsVHXAXPo2I/AAAAAAAAAek/Pq0UTm9yxnY/s1600-h/DSC008012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387790989778723682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SsVHXAXPo2I/AAAAAAAAAek/Pq0UTm9yxnY/s320/DSC008012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SsVG9nGYtlI/AAAAAAAAAec/P3ddLWheuD8/s1600-h/DSC007991.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387790553500399186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SsVG9nGYtlI/AAAAAAAAAec/P3ddLWheuD8/s320/DSC007991.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; O course, I had to add some of Paige too.  Here she is being shy for the camera...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SsVGaAS1GYI/AAAAAAAAAeU/knrBQJ0MoyE/s1600-h/DSC00837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387789941788187010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SsVGaAS1GYI/AAAAAAAAAeU/knrBQJ0MoyE/s320/DSC00837.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...and here she is hamming it up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SsVFyWN9gPI/AAAAAAAAAeM/2QxhX5yk64M/s1600-h/DSC00847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387789260478578930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SsVFyWN9gPI/AAAAAAAAAeM/2QxhX5yk64M/s320/DSC00847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's fall again, which means it's Stars season again.  What would be the start of hockey season without some new gear from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Popi&lt;/span&gt;.  We had a nice surprise in the mail the other day, Paige got a pink hat in the mail to go with her pink jersey from last year.  She loved her hat so much that she had to wear it all afternoon while decorating paper pumpkins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SsVFCgNG0_I/AAAAAAAAAeE/pDbC4ie7KvU/s1600-h/DSC00854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387788438525629426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SsVFCgNG0_I/AAAAAAAAAeE/pDbC4ie7KvU/s320/DSC00854.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Collin got his first big-boy hat.  Yes, it's a Stars hat and yes, it is camouflage.  For those that haven't heard yet, Collin has a very large head for his size (98 percentile to be exact).  The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pediatrician&lt;/span&gt; tells us (after measuring every one's head in our family), that it comes from his daddy.  So, this hat is not an infant hat, not even a toddler hat, it's a  youth hat.  So when I say he got his first big-boy hat, I really mean  it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SsVEWv9QAUI/AAAAAAAAAd8/sDTiDMeRez8/s1600-h/DSC00858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387787686839845186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SsVEWv9QAUI/AAAAAAAAAd8/sDTiDMeRez8/s320/DSC00858.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We didn't even have to adjust it as small as it would go!  Oh well, it must be all those brains in there.  At least his head doesn't look disproportional to his body. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SsVDpLaX9DI/AAAAAAAAAd0/ZahMyNFeyUQ/s1600-h/DSC00861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387786903935775794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SsVDpLaX9DI/AAAAAAAAAd0/ZahMyNFeyUQ/s320/DSC00861.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479716625015056830-3963212333862365539?l=amwilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/3963212333862365539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479716625015056830&amp;postID=3963212333862365539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/3963212333862365539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/3963212333862365539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/2009/10/9-months-and-presents-from-popi.html' title='9 Months and Presents from Popi'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SsVIB2cPhDI/AAAAAAAAAes/G96kfQy671U/s72-c/DSC00796.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479716625015056830.post-8760853749344494695</id><published>2009-09-28T19:10:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T19:37:28.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's begining to look a lot like fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SsFFio4zcWI/AAAAAAAAAds/vYNnl9-QReI/s1600-h/DSC00833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386663090705363298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SsFFio4zcWI/AAAAAAAAAds/vYNnl9-QReI/s320/DSC00833.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We have been in the new house for about two months now.  All the boxes are unpacked, pictures are hung on the walls, and although there are still many projects to do, it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; feels like home now.  The weather has started to turn cooler and a jacket is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; in order when taking Paige to school in the mornings, but the afternoons are still warm and we are enjoying eating out on the patio as often as we can, especially since we know that soon it will be too cold.  The changing seasons, left me wanting to spruce up the front door.  We haven't done much to the outside since we moved in and I thought that a pretty new fall wreath, might do the trick for now.  I started with a plain grapevine wreath and just started adding fluff and stuff until it looked about right.  This is what I ended up with.  I think it dresses up the front door.  I would love to hang it with some sage green ribbon I have, but haven't figured out just how to do that yet, so for now the green wreath hanger works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SsFFL28CYXI/AAAAAAAAAdk/33RdCdIdijU/s1600-h/DSC00834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386662699340030322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SsFFL28CYXI/AAAAAAAAAdk/33RdCdIdijU/s320/DSC00834.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479716625015056830-8760853749344494695?l=amwilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/8760853749344494695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479716625015056830&amp;postID=8760853749344494695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/8760853749344494695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/8760853749344494695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-begining-to-look-lot-like-fall.html' title='It&apos;s begining to look a lot like fall'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SsFFio4zcWI/AAAAAAAAAds/vYNnl9-QReI/s72-c/DSC00833.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479716625015056830.post-7352941890902993207</id><published>2009-09-21T15:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T15:08:32.214-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How big is Collin....</title><content type='html'>He's SOOOOOO big!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SrfO0Yz43fI/AAAAAAAAAdc/VboZFCwAHjM/s1600-h/DSC00820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383999278953324018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SrfO0Yz43fI/AAAAAAAAAdc/VboZFCwAHjM/s320/DSC00820.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 9 month check-up (two weeks early)&lt;br /&gt;27.5 inches long&lt;br /&gt;20.11 lbs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479716625015056830-7352941890902993207?l=amwilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/7352941890902993207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479716625015056830&amp;postID=7352941890902993207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/7352941890902993207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/7352941890902993207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/2009/09/how-big-is-collin.html' title='How big is Collin....'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SrfO0Yz43fI/AAAAAAAAAdc/VboZFCwAHjM/s72-c/DSC00820.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479716625015056830.post-5064114558551270669</id><published>2009-09-16T19:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T20:02:54.254-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing Queen</title><content type='html'>Paige started tap and ballet lessons today and I think that she really liked them!  Her teacher is Miss Nicole and she said that Paige was a little shy at first but seemed to warm up quickly.  I think that it really helped that her friend Hannah from school was in her class too.  Miss Nicole said that Paige was so funny because she would ask her to do something and Paige would reply, "I can't do that, it's too hard" and then she would do it.  So, they are going to work on not using the "can't" word.  After class on the way home when asked what she learned Paige told me that she learned to "plies", not a bad start for the first day of ballet.  She also told me that she knew which foot to use since one had a pink dot on it (I'm assuming that they are working on distinguishing the right from the left).  It should be a fun year, I can't wait for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;recital&lt;/span&gt; at the end.  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SrF7P_pR1yI/AAAAAAAAAdU/m3FdmrT2JOo/s1600-h/DSC007921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382218544397276962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SrF7P_pR1yI/AAAAAAAAAdU/m3FdmrT2JOo/s320/DSC007921.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/2479716625015056830-5064114558551270669?l=amwilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/5064114558551270669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479716625015056830&amp;postID=5064114558551270669' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/5064114558551270669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/5064114558551270669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/2009/09/dancing-queen.html' title='Dancing Queen'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SrF7P_pR1yI/AAAAAAAAAdU/m3FdmrT2JOo/s72-c/DSC007921.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479716625015056830.post-5786284903318665382</id><published>2009-09-12T09:49:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T10:49:44.794-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in Bussines</title><content type='html'>Hey there!  I b&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;et&lt;/span&gt; you thought we had forgotten all about you.  I know that it's been forever since we have posted an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;update&lt;/span&gt;, but we've been a little busy around here.  So much has happened since we got back from our summer travels that it's hard to know exactly where to begin.  We have moved into the new house and have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;satellite&lt;/span&gt; i&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nternet&lt;/span&gt;, it not quite a fast as cable, so I won't be posting ever picture that I have taken over the past two months, but here's a quick catch up on what's new with the Wild Bunch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are moved!!!  We moved out of the townhouse in Falls Church on August 1 and into our new home which we couldn't love more.  We are so blessed and excited to have lots of room for the kids to spread out and play outside.  All of the boxes are unpacked and most of the rooms have been painted thanks to lots of hard work by Noni!!!  I still have the guest room, the office, and the entry way left, but am hoping to get them done in the  next month.  If I can keep my house clean for more than 30 seconds, I will post some pictures of the house and all the projects that we have taken on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ask Paige, one of the best things about the new house is the swing set in the back yard.  We spend most afternoons after naps outside playing.  Paige loves the slide, she goes up and down, up and down, up and down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SquwqM_lD0I/AAAAAAAAAdM/JP6-5eRKf3E/s1600-h/DSC00656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380588418913079106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SquwqM_lD0I/AAAAAAAAAdM/JP6-5eRKf3E/s320/DSC00656.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Collin is perfectly content to hang out in the swing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Squv-GQ-uOI/AAAAAAAAAdE/NCvfUZo1ruA/s1600-h/DSC00654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380587661192771810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Squv-GQ-uOI/AAAAAAAAAdE/NCvfUZo1ruA/s320/DSC00654.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Collin continues to grow like a weed, we are now eating lots of table foods, which he really prefers to the pureed baby food.  He will still eat it most of the time, but he has his moments where he just spits the baby food back out until you give him something that he can do himself.  So independent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SquvK2odtkI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Nt5LJ-LlvzE/s1600-h/DSC00675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380586780822976066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SquvK2odtkI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Nt5LJ-LlvzE/s320/DSC00675.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Other happenings this past month included Paige's 3rd Birthday!!!  Hard to believe that she is already three, although &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;some days&lt;/span&gt; she acts like she is about 14: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Paige, what did you do at school today?"  "Nothing!"  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Paige, how was your nap?"  "FINE!"  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, she's not developing an attitude at all.  I think that we are going to be in trouble when she actually is 14!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SquuluQOgqI/AAAAAAAAAc0/cKZPaeWsm_E/s1600-h/DSC00670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380586142918673058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SquuluQOgqI/AAAAAAAAAc0/cKZPaeWsm_E/s320/DSC00670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We did have a birthday party for Paige.  It was mostly family and a few of our friends as she hadn't started school yet.  But she had a blast opening presents and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;soaking&lt;/span&gt; up all the attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SqutyIEkMXI/AAAAAAAAAcs/_BIRORmAlek/s1600-h/DSC00697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380585256495886706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SqutyIEkMXI/AAAAAAAAAcs/_BIRORmAlek/s320/DSC00697.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Paige also started Preschool the week of her birthday.  She goes three days a week from 8:10am until 12:30.  She wears the cutest little uniform, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;khaki&lt;/span&gt; or navy pants or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;skirt&lt;/span&gt; and a blue, white, or red polo.  So adorable.  She is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;usually&lt;/span&gt; a little timid when we first get to school and tells me that she doesn't want me to leave her at school &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;by herself&lt;/span&gt;, but once I'm gone she seems to have a blast.  She always has lots to tell me when she gets home.  Her teacher called the other day to talk about how she was adjusting and we both decided that besides being a little shy, Paige is doing great and starting to make some good friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SqutJmVZHJI/AAAAAAAAAck/j6etZQGATUk/s1600-h/P1010116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380584560244890770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SqutJmVZHJI/AAAAAAAAAck/j6etZQGATUk/s320/P1010116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So grown up!  She is also going to start ballet and tap next week after school.  Her teacher tells me that she loves to sing and dance so I hope she will like the dance lessons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SqusjPovfmI/AAAAAAAAAcc/JnUGhAZYb98/s1600-h/DSC00683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380583901317004898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SqusjPovfmI/AAAAAAAAAcc/JnUGhAZYb98/s320/DSC00683.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Collin is now 8 months old!!!  Hard to believe this one too.  He's looking very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;mischievous&lt;/span&gt; in this picture.  Have no fear though, it's not just a look - he is very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;mischievous&lt;/span&gt;.  I can tell he is going to be one to get into way more things than Paige did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SquqQJDocRI/AAAAAAAAAcU/d06j0UNSjg0/s1600-h/DSC00776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380581374109970706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SquqQJDocRI/AAAAAAAAAcU/d06j0UNSjg0/s320/DSC00776.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The weather has started to turn a little cooler this past week, so we have really enjoyed playing outside in the afternoon.  Paige loves to take Collin for a ride in the wagon.  Sometimes I think he likes it and other times, he looks at me like, "mom, come and save me" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380580698382809986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SqupozxuO4I/AAAAAAAAAcM/7Ifu1-mp-r4/s320/DSC00780.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Squo_6Ma0iI/AAAAAAAAAcE/BQaHqdpdeog/s1600-h/DSC00785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380579995730760226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Squo_6Ma0iI/AAAAAAAAAcE/BQaHqdpdeog/s320/DSC00785.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SquoX-Qq1GI/AAAAAAAAAb8/NQBL5ji7pmU/s1600-h/DSC00788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380579309627561058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SquoX-Qq1GI/AAAAAAAAAb8/NQBL5ji7pmU/s320/DSC00788.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479716625015056830-5786284903318665382?l=amwilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/5786284903318665382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479716625015056830&amp;postID=5786284903318665382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/5786284903318665382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/5786284903318665382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/2009/09/back-in-bussines.html' title='Back in Bussines'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SquwqM_lD0I/AAAAAAAAAdM/JP6-5eRKf3E/s72-c/DSC00656.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479716625015056830.post-3604018395412343569</id><published>2009-07-13T23:21:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T23:40:57.439-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Something smells...fishy</title><content type='html'>After a beach day to recover from our full day at the Zoo, we tackled yet another day packed with activity at Sea World. Once again Paige seemed to like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Shamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the best and could not get over how big he jumped and splashed. It was fun to see her get more excited about the animals this year, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;especially&lt;/span&gt; the ones she could touch and feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Collin's still too young to have a clue about what's going on, but he seemed to enjoy his day out in the beautiful weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Slv8Po_bntI/AAAAAAAAAb0/RYcRj6kmz3w/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358153527319043794" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Slv8Po_bntI/AAAAAAAAAb0/RYcRj6kmz3w/s320/5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanging with Nana waiting for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Shamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Slv78AxfbfI/AAAAAAAAAbs/jrHeUF4uCA0/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358153190105640434" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Slv78AxfbfI/AAAAAAAAAbs/jrHeUF4uCA0/s320/4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touching the starfish in the tide pools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Slv7qFAafBI/AAAAAAAAAbk/TeR_4DY51cI/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358152882004327442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Slv7qFAafBI/AAAAAAAAAbk/TeR_4DY51cI/s320/3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeding the bat rays. These were my favorite, they are SO soft!  Paige had a hard time getting them to actually take the fish out of her hand, but playing in the water was just as fun, especially when the rays would come by and splash water with their "wings".  By the time we were finished she was drenched - salty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;fishy&lt;/span&gt; water...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;yummm&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Slv7Xrk2D7I/AAAAAAAAAbc/uiJdWjbizJg/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358152565940162482" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Slv7Xrk2D7I/AAAAAAAAAbc/uiJdWjbizJg/s320/2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuckered out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Slv67IvCU9I/AAAAAAAAAbU/hplaJNTUKO4/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358152075551331282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Slv67IvCU9I/AAAAAAAAAbU/hplaJNTUKO4/s320/1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have one more day left here in sunny San Diego and then head back to Dallas for a few days before heading all the way East, where the daunting task of packing our house and moving awaits us... I think tomorrow will be a beach day for sure! &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/2479716625015056830-3604018395412343569?l=amwilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/3604018395412343569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479716625015056830&amp;postID=3604018395412343569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/3604018395412343569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/3604018395412343569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/2009/07/something-smellsfishey.html' title='Something smells...fishy'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Slv8Po_bntI/AAAAAAAAAb0/RYcRj6kmz3w/s72-c/5.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479716625015056830.post-3891133442065454022</id><published>2009-07-13T22:48:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T23:19:21.750-04:00</updated><title type='text'>San Diego Zoo</title><content type='html'>After the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July, Matt headed back to work and to take care of a few things with the new house and the kids and I traveled west to visit my Nana.  The first full day we were in town, we went to the San Diego Zoo.  Collin had a great day riding and snoozing in the stroller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Slv2NM_rqMI/AAAAAAAAAbM/UKCL7CXP8vk/s1600-h/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358146888374397122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Slv2NM_rqMI/AAAAAAAAAbM/UKCL7CXP8vk/s320/11.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, Paige &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wouldn'&lt;/span&gt;t go anywhere near the animals in the children's zoo, but this year she had no fear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Slv173IoE2I/AAAAAAAAAbE/FV-cBSQUj-E/s1600-h/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358146590448554850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Slv173IoE2I/AAAAAAAAAbE/FV-cBSQUj-E/s320/10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here she is being silly with Noni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Slv1Q5ggoGI/AAAAAAAAAa8/QvU-GZddpOg/s1600-h/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358145852351225954" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Slv1Q5ggoGI/AAAAAAAAAa8/QvU-GZddpOg/s320/9.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the moment we arrived at the Zoo, Paige was intent on seeing the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;giraffes&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Slv03SntgvI/AAAAAAAAAa0/aLyUjH2wOZ4/s1600-h/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358145412415718130" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Slv03SntgvI/AAAAAAAAAa0/aLyUjH2wOZ4/s320/8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My own little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;giraffe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Slvz8JwVmyI/AAAAAAAAAas/tnNGA1BQACo/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358144396423699234" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Slvz8JwVmyI/AAAAAAAAAas/tnNGA1BQACo/s320/7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond just getting to see the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;giraffes&lt;/span&gt;, she also got to feed them.  Once again, she had no fear even though their heads were as big as she was.  She got to feed them three "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;biscuits&lt;/span&gt;" and after each one, she would jump up and down yelling, "he ate it, he ate it!"  This was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; the highlight of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Slvznp6OYfI/AAAAAAAAAak/gXDi5LpcSNw/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358144044277850610" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Slvznp6OYfI/AAAAAAAAAak/gXDi5LpcSNw/s320/6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other favorites included the Giant Panda's...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SlvzVUnozRI/AAAAAAAAAac/rEk_Z8T2u7w/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358143729325100306" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SlvzVUnozRI/AAAAAAAAAac/rEk_Z8T2u7w/s320/5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and the polar bear exhibit.  Here we are outside of the enclosure where they have several bears that you can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;climb&lt;/span&gt; and play on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SlvzDeq1toI/AAAAAAAAAaU/8Vdj2XhamJU/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358143422785238658" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SlvzDeq1toI/AAAAAAAAAaU/8Vdj2XhamJU/s320/4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's the same picture from last year.  What a difference a year makes.  Paige has grown  and changed so much and I was just a few months pregnant with Collin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SlvyyZJ2XlI/AAAAAAAAAaM/N4PTpIFNwag/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358143129246916178" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SlvyyZJ2XlI/AAAAAAAAAaM/N4PTpIFNwag/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More fun with the Polar Bears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SlvyoU2KnHI/AAAAAAAAAaE/lB9IowPkrsM/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358142956291923058" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SlvyoU2KnHI/AAAAAAAAAaE/lB9IowPkrsM/s320/2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day was packed with lots of excitement and no naps, I'm not sure we made it out of the parking lot before both kids were sound asleep in the back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SlvyV78L6zI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/lbbfMjO6Muo/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358142640368642866" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SlvyV78L6zI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/lbbfMjO6Muo/s320/1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479716625015056830-3891133442065454022?l=amwilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/3891133442065454022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479716625015056830&amp;postID=3891133442065454022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/3891133442065454022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/3891133442065454022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/2009/07/san-diego-zoo.html' title='San Diego Zoo'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Slv2NM_rqMI/AAAAAAAAAbM/UKCL7CXP8vk/s72-c/11.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479716625015056830.post-8571658143980704193</id><published>2009-07-09T23:36:00.021-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T17:35:50.990-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lake, Fun, &amp; 4th of July</title><content type='html'>At the end of June, I packed up the kids and headed to Texas to visit friends and family. It's the first time we had been back since we moved at the end of last summer and Paige and Collin had a great time playing outside, swimming, and soaking up all the Texas heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paige still has a hard time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;understanding&lt;/span&gt; that she cannot take things away from Collin when he is playing with them, but here is a rare moment when they are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; "playing" together. Hopefully this will continue as they get older!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SleBmSJRXoI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/OH-g2iiWA_0/s1600-h/14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356892776486231682" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SleBmSJRXoI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/OH-g2iiWA_0/s320/14.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We borrowed a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;jumperoo&lt;/span&gt; from some family friends of ours which Collin absolutely loved! He jumped so hard and so long one day that he rubbed a little blister on his toe. It didn't seem to bother him though, he was only upset when we made him get out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SleBQfuTTuI/AAAAAAAAAZs/3KNOhL6EdCI/s1600-h/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356892402174086882" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SleBQfuTTuI/AAAAAAAAAZs/3KNOhL6EdCI/s320/13.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing out on the deck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SleA_VrAaoI/AAAAAAAAAZk/50OPPS_C0ro/s1600-h/12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356892107418135170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SleA_VrAaoI/AAAAAAAAAZk/50OPPS_C0ro/s320/12.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that is another bucket on her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SleAtdnoLVI/AAAAAAAAAZc/0y-OpuOPFxQ/s1600-h/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356891800313802066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SleAtdnoLVI/AAAAAAAAAZc/0y-OpuOPFxQ/s320/11.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were still living in Temple, Paige had a very good friend Lauren that she still talks about. We were so lucky that Lauren and her mom were able to come up to the lake one afternoon. The girls had a great time playing once they warmed up to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt; and the moms loved catching up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SleAatkM06I/AAAAAAAAAZU/1f9nUYPeq8A/s1600-h/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356891478176879522" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SleAatkM06I/AAAAAAAAAZU/1f9nUYPeq8A/s320/10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SleAHyHBn5I/AAAAAAAAAZM/A9k1y0xii5I/s1600-h/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356891152979173266" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SleAHyHBn5I/AAAAAAAAAZM/A9k1y0xii5I/s320/9.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of Paige's favorite things to do at the lake included going out on the boat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Sld_3RHvJ-I/AAAAAAAAAZE/DDX80NFZx8A/s1600-h/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356890869245880290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Sld_3RHvJ-I/AAAAAAAAAZE/DDX80NFZx8A/s320/8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and swimming in the water. She has definitely become a little fish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Sld_mJbFSaI/AAAAAAAAAY8/j8dXZfAeWoc/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356890575121762722" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Sld_mJbFSaI/AAAAAAAAAY8/j8dXZfAeWoc/s320/7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's not forget the jet skis too. "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Popi&lt;/span&gt;, go faster!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Sld_VzEUleI/AAAAAAAAAY0/V1Co6EcMxgM/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356890294242809314" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Sld_VzEUleI/AAAAAAAAAY0/V1Co6EcMxgM/s320/6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting a croquet lesson from N&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;oni&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Sld_C1_bDgI/AAAAAAAAAYs/2hgkOgXr-ls/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356889968610053634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Sld_C1_bDgI/AAAAAAAAAYs/2hgkOgXr-ls/s320/5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt joined us for the long 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;July&lt;/span&gt; weekend.  He gave Paige a lesson on how to treat the flag. Here she is holding it high!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Sld-wodb-vI/AAAAAAAAAYk/LxHIu9IM1DY/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356889655740201714" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Sld-wodb-vI/AAAAAAAAAYk/LxHIu9IM1DY/s320/4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Sld-ejyBdAI/AAAAAAAAAYc/m4h2lIuc7DQ/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356889345246721026" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Sld-ejyBdAI/AAAAAAAAAYc/m4h2lIuc7DQ/s320/3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fireworks were also a big hit.  For the next several days every time we went outside Paige was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;insistent&lt;/span&gt; that we do more "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;sparkles&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Sld-LftcSEI/AAAAAAAAAYU/X81Sa2x_Ba0/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356889017736251458" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Sld-LftcSEI/AAAAAAAAAYU/X81Sa2x_Ba0/s320/2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Sld95o6RwfI/AAAAAAAAAYM/Nt_6E146POM/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356888710968361458" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Sld95o6RwfI/AAAAAAAAAYM/Nt_6E146POM/s320/1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/2479716625015056830-8571658143980704193?l=amwilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/8571658143980704193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479716625015056830&amp;postID=8571658143980704193' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/8571658143980704193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/8571658143980704193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/2009/07/lake-fun-4th-of-july.html' title='Lake, Fun, &amp; 4th of July'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SleBmSJRXoI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/OH-g2iiWA_0/s72-c/14.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479716625015056830.post-6338402172591139575</id><published>2009-06-19T20:52:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T21:06:12.331-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Paige-isms</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Sjw14LhRhxI/AAAAAAAAAXU/U2SEHfWO55Y/s1600-h/DSC00444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349209696690603794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Sjw14LhRhxI/AAAAAAAAAXU/U2SEHfWO55Y/s320/DSC00444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Before you ask...yes, that is a bucket on her head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kids say the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;darnedest&lt;/span&gt; things, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;especially&lt;/span&gt; two (almost three) year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I decided that I should start &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;writing&lt;/span&gt; down some of the strange and silly things that Paige says so that I won't forget to remind her of them when she's a teenager. here are a few of my favorites...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My good friend Ginny: Paige, do we live on Earth?&lt;br /&gt;Paige: No, we live in TX?&lt;br /&gt;(by the way, we do not live in TX anymore, we live in VA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paige: Mommy did you get a sticker at the Dr?&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: No&lt;br /&gt;Paige: Was it because you weren't very good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAIGE SPEAK:&lt;br /&gt;Hang-a-burgers (Hamburgers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Yellow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Cuz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Because)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that this becomes a regular thread, so check back often for more silly things out of the mouth of Paige :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479716625015056830-6338402172591139575?l=amwilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/6338402172591139575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479716625015056830&amp;postID=6338402172591139575' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/6338402172591139575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/6338402172591139575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/2009/06/paige-isms.html' title='Paige-isms'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Sjw14LhRhxI/AAAAAAAAAXU/U2SEHfWO55Y/s72-c/DSC00444.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479716625015056830.post-823808157836228395</id><published>2009-06-15T20:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T20:29:10.290-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Project</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SjbnEY5hCGI/AAAAAAAAAXM/8P7NYc285rs/s1600-h/DSC004521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347715670138226786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SjbnEY5hCGI/AAAAAAAAAXM/8P7NYc285rs/s320/DSC004521.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, we are getting closer and closer to our trip to TX, which means we have less and less time before our big move. I should be using this last week and a half before heading south to pack boxes and get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;organized&lt;/span&gt;, but where would the fun be in that? Instead I have been thinking about decorating and doing a little shopping. Last week I found this great unfinished crate that I thought would be perfect for collecting all those odds and ends on Collin's dresser. A couple of coats of paint and stain later, this is what I came up with. I love the aged look and it looks great on his dresser. I can't wait to see it in his new room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479716625015056830-823808157836228395?l=amwilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/823808157836228395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479716625015056830&amp;postID=823808157836228395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/823808157836228395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/823808157836228395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/2009/06/weekend-project.html' title='Weekend Project'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SjbnEY5hCGI/AAAAAAAAAXM/8P7NYc285rs/s72-c/DSC004521.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479716625015056830.post-6868580905972376809</id><published>2009-06-08T21:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T21:02:40.127-04:00</updated><title type='text'>5 MONTHS!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it!  My how time flies...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Si20j-bLHCI/AAAAAAAAAWc/U09oqIkWo5U/s1600-h/DSC004321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345126862904040482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Si20j-bLHCI/AAAAAAAAAWc/U09oqIkWo5U/s320/DSC004321.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Si20etb213I/AAAAAAAAAWU/M6wotOSNCdU/s1600-h/DSC00424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345126772444157810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Si20etb213I/AAAAAAAAAWU/M6wotOSNCdU/s320/DSC00424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479716625015056830-6868580905972376809?l=amwilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/6868580905972376809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479716625015056830&amp;postID=6868580905972376809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/6868580905972376809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/6868580905972376809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/2009/06/5-months.html' title='5 MONTHS!'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Si20j-bLHCI/AAAAAAAAAWc/U09oqIkWo5U/s72-c/DSC004321.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479716625015056830.post-6533755397331261860</id><published>2009-05-24T15:52:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T16:12:55.785-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Movin' On Up</title><content type='html'>We've found a house!  As many of you know, over the past few months, Matt and I have been on the hunt for a new house.  It took a lot of looking and researching to find the perfect one, but we finally did and couldn't be more excited about it.  We decided to settle in Stafford, VA, which is south of the DC metroplex near Quantico.  The house sits on 3.5 acres on the edge of town and has lots of room for the kids to run and play.  Here are a few pictures: &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/ShmnMaGmwII/AAAAAAAAAWM/yjblylOmrj0/s1600-h/front.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339482664831729794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/ShmnMaGmwII/AAAAAAAAAWM/yjblylOmrj0/s320/front.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; BACK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/ShmnGGwbAGI/AAAAAAAAAWE/FWZXsplWhA8/s1600-h/back+of+house.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339482556559196258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/ShmnGGwbAGI/AAAAAAAAAWE/FWZXsplWhA8/s320/back+of+house.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; VIEW FROM BACK DOOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Shmm_cjqgII/AAAAAAAAAV8/ILSeF_LA8zw/s1600-h/view+from+back+door.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339482442152181890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Shmm_cjqgII/AAAAAAAAAV8/ILSeF_LA8zw/s320/view+from+back+door.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; FAMILY ROOM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Shmm0eW4LFI/AAAAAAAAAV0/FeHJX0Fotdo/s1600-h/family+room.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339482253656861778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Shmm0eW4LFI/AAAAAAAAAV0/FeHJX0Fotdo/s320/family+room.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; BREAKFAST NOOK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/ShmmsWXa-9I/AAAAAAAAAVs/nE4i53Bc_aA/s1600-h/breakfast+nook.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339482114072706002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/ShmmsWXa-9I/AAAAAAAAAVs/nE4i53Bc_aA/s320/breakfast+nook.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; KITCHEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Shmmf6nbvfI/AAAAAAAAAVk/xSmg9--ahEg/s1600-h/kitchen.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339481900465241586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Shmmf6nbvfI/AAAAAAAAAVk/xSmg9--ahEg/s320/kitchen.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; FRONT FOYER FROM UPSTAIRS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/ShmmYCPVRzI/AAAAAAAAAVc/vJWk78zwv9w/s1600-h/foyer+from+upstairs.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339481765072684850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/ShmmYCPVRzI/AAAAAAAAAVc/vJWk78zwv9w/s320/foyer+from+upstairs.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; COLLIN'S ROOM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/ShmmKr35WrI/AAAAAAAAAVU/mmvT0JFIk9s/s1600-h/collin%27s+room.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339481535730506418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/ShmmKr35WrI/AAAAAAAAAVU/mmvT0JFIk9s/s320/collin%27s+room.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MASTER BATH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Shml8t8ZjqI/AAAAAAAAAVM/-8vNStbxhp0/s1600-h/master+bath.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339481295768096418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Shml8t8ZjqI/AAAAAAAAAVM/-8vNStbxhp0/s320/master+bath.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We are currently scheduled to close on July 1 and hope to move towards the end of the month after returning from TX.  We would love for you to come and visit after we get settled.&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/2479716625015056830-6533755397331261860?l=amwilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/6533755397331261860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479716625015056830&amp;postID=6533755397331261860' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/6533755397331261860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/6533755397331261860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/2009/05/movin-on-up.html' title='Movin&apos; On Up'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/ShmnMaGmwII/AAAAAAAAAWM/yjblylOmrj0/s72-c/front.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479716625015056830.post-3587274091186786968</id><published>2009-05-24T15:47:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T15:52:06.101-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yummy in my Tummy!</title><content type='html'>When we came back from FL, Collin was a little over 4 months old and ready for some cereal.  Most kids take a while to get the hang of eating solid foods off a spoon; not mine though!  By the third bite he was eating it up like a champ.  That doesn't mean though that it still wasn't messy.&lt;br /&gt;BEFORE  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/ShmkzFTmZrI/AAAAAAAAAVE/BsmtN6X3ScQ/s1600-h/DSC00381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339480030729103026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/ShmkzFTmZrI/AAAAAAAAAVE/BsmtN6X3ScQ/s320/DSC00381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; DURRING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/ShmktTBa9qI/AAAAAAAAAU8/HXtVH2UkJBA/s1600-h/DSC00383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339479931331737250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/ShmktTBa9qI/AAAAAAAAAU8/HXtVH2UkJBA/s320/DSC00383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; AFTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/ShmknDHn49I/AAAAAAAAAU0/G2TkziIpvAw/s1600-h/DSC00384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339479823983567826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/ShmknDHn49I/AAAAAAAAAU0/G2TkziIpvAw/s320/DSC00384.JPG" border="0" /&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/2479716625015056830-3587274091186786968?l=amwilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/3587274091186786968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479716625015056830&amp;postID=3587274091186786968' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/3587274091186786968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/3587274091186786968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/2009/05/yummy-in-my-tummy.html' title='Yummy in my Tummy!'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/ShmkzFTmZrI/AAAAAAAAAVE/BsmtN6X3ScQ/s72-c/DSC00381.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479716625015056830.post-7384564391447956836</id><published>2009-05-24T15:33:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T15:46:45.538-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Key West</title><content type='html'>At the end of April, we were so fortunately to spend some time in Key West with Noni, Popi, Aunt Joni, Uncle Jake, &amp;amp; Nana.  Paige had a wonderful time with all the family and especially loved playing in the pool.  We stayed in a cottage on an island right off of Key West and took a little shuttle boat back and forth between the main island of Key West and the resort.  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Shmik76s2aI/AAAAAAAAAUs/KsG9-kBw6M8/s1600-h/DSC00370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339477588667324834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Shmik76s2aI/AAAAAAAAAUs/KsG9-kBw6M8/s320/DSC00370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hanging at the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/ShmidB_1_CI/AAAAAAAAAUk/duhe0Dc9Zrs/s1600-h/DSC00351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339477452860554274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/ShmidB_1_CI/AAAAAAAAAUk/duhe0Dc9Zrs/s320/DSC00351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339477348730647842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/ShmiW-FVtSI/AAAAAAAAAUc/CcGGEv1uBLQ/s320/DSC00356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/ShmiO3oYy9I/AAAAAAAAAUU/g4BMlPszGzw/s1600-h/DSC00364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339477209559649234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/ShmiO3oYy9I/AAAAAAAAAUU/g4BMlPszGzw/s320/DSC00364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Little fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/ShmiHtldwJI/AAAAAAAAAUM/2XoqQ74xS-A/s1600-h/DSC00355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339477086603952274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/ShmiHtldwJI/AAAAAAAAAUM/2XoqQ74xS-A/s320/DSC00355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Swimming with Aunt Joni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Shmh5F7SFJI/AAAAAAAAAUE/qaZeDBcucN4/s1600-h/DSC00365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339476835439875218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Shmh5F7SFJI/AAAAAAAAAUE/qaZeDBcucN4/s320/DSC00365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jumping to Popi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/ShmhwKra53I/AAAAAAAAAT8/PGh3rMDzj8Y/s1600-h/DSC00377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339476682096699250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/ShmhwKra53I/AAAAAAAAAT8/PGh3rMDzj8Y/s320/DSC00377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ice cream at the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Shmhmh2HiCI/AAAAAAAAAT0/5ghWedfZJho/s1600-h/DSC00380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339476516516890658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Shmhmh2HiCI/AAAAAAAAAT0/5ghWedfZJho/s320/DSC00380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sunset sailing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/ShmheRDJcRI/AAAAAAAAATs/JO5of5ES_y4/s1600-h/DSC00373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339476374569185554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/ShmheRDJcRI/AAAAAAAAATs/JO5of5ES_y4/s320/DSC00373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479716625015056830-7384564391447956836?l=amwilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/7384564391447956836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479716625015056830&amp;postID=7384564391447956836' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/7384564391447956836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/7384564391447956836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/2009/05/key-west.html' title='Key West'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/Shmik76s2aI/AAAAAAAAAUs/KsG9-kBw6M8/s72-c/DSC00370.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479716625015056830.post-7133653047830407052</id><published>2009-05-24T15:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T15:33:12.825-04:00</updated><title type='text'>All things Girly</title><content type='html'>A few days before we left for Key West, I was sitting on the floor in the living room giving myself a mini pedicure and painting my toe nails.  Paige was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fascinated&lt;/span&gt; with what I was doing and in the cutest little voice she asked me, "mommy can you do that to mine too?"  And thus, Paige had her first experience with having her toe nails painted.  That night when Matt went to give her a bath, she was very concerned that her pretty pink toes would wash away in the tub and did not want to get them wet.  With a little coaxing though, she was finally convinced that they would indeed still be pink when she got out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/ShmgCcw-u4I/AAAAAAAAATk/vf6TprwU35I/s1600-h/DSC00348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339474797166246786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/ShmgCcw-u4I/AAAAAAAAATk/vf6TprwU35I/s320/DSC00348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479716625015056830-7133653047830407052?l=amwilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/7133653047830407052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479716625015056830&amp;postID=7133653047830407052' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/7133653047830407052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/7133653047830407052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/2009/05/all-things-girly.html' title='All things Girly'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/ShmgCcw-u4I/AAAAAAAAATk/vf6TprwU35I/s72-c/DSC00348.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479716625015056830.post-2784849808801001542</id><published>2009-04-23T20:55:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T21:08:16.574-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Air and Space</title><content type='html'>The last day Scott was in town, we headed to the National Air and Space Museum,  Steven F. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Udvar&lt;/span&gt;-Hazy Center.  Located near the airport, this museum contains all the really big stuff that won't fit on the National Mall.  Among the highlights was the space shuttle, Enterprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SfEPPjJCQZI/AAAAAAAAATc/9PmkvxDZb5o/s1600-h/DSC00357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328056593961599378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SfEPPjJCQZI/AAAAAAAAATc/9PmkvxDZb5o/s320/DSC00357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Paige, reading about the fighter planes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SfEPBdceKAI/AAAAAAAAATU/nKQkllwRMdk/s1600-h/DSC00351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328056351914338306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SfEPBdceKAI/AAAAAAAAATU/nKQkllwRMdk/s320/DSC00351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look how tiney Paige looks in front of the Lockhead SR-71A Blackbird&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SfEO4RuOT8I/AAAAAAAAATM/iX3JGblMnhw/s1600-h/DSC00375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328056194148749250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SfEO4RuOT8I/AAAAAAAAATM/iX3JGblMnhw/s320/DSC00375.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SfEOv3OH3aI/AAAAAAAAATE/zXvq9sebFeg/s1600-h/DSC00376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328056049595833762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SfEOv3OH3aI/AAAAAAAAATE/zXvq9sebFeg/s320/DSC00376.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SfEOijdX71I/AAAAAAAAAS8/nleRLMNQdCs/s1600-h/DSC00389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328055820952792914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SfEOijdX71I/AAAAAAAAAS8/nleRLMNQdCs/s320/DSC00389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SfEOYlapB9I/AAAAAAAAAS0/OkoRJarLyuU/s1600-h/DSC00396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328055649679509458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SfEOYlapB9I/AAAAAAAAAS0/OkoRJarLyuU/s320/DSC00396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SfEOQyzYLnI/AAAAAAAAASs/hF_fhmLTaDg/s1600-h/DSC003941.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328055515833970290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SfEOQyzYLnI/AAAAAAAAASs/hF_fhmLTaDg/s320/DSC003941.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2479716625015056830-2784849808801001542?l=amwilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/2784849808801001542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479716625015056830&amp;postID=2784849808801001542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/2784849808801001542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/2784849808801001542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/2009/04/air-and-space.html' title='Air and Space'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SfEPPjJCQZI/AAAAAAAAATc/9PmkvxDZb5o/s72-c/DSC00357.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479716625015056830.post-9024697700186752359</id><published>2009-04-23T20:45:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T20:55:27.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aunts and Uncles at the Zoo!</title><content type='html'>When we got back from KY, we had some very special visitors.  Both Aunt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kendi&lt;/span&gt; and Uncle Scotti came to visit.  We had a really great time.  On Saturday the weather was beautiful so we decided to head to the zoo.  This was Collin's first trip to the zoo and both kids first time to ride the metro.  The animals were very active and we had great views of the giant panda's, the lions, and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;orangutans&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328053683479610770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SfEMmIwDhZI/AAAAAAAAASc/hdLzm3L27Eg/s320/DSC00319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SfEMctGEJbI/AAAAAAAAASU/wx9pY-IeBGM/s1600-h/DSC00306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328053521436911026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SfEMctGEJbI/AAAAAAAAASU/wx9pY-IeBGM/s320/DSC00306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SfEMUPG__sI/AAAAAAAAASM/zMz57oO5Ogk/s1600-h/DSC00300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328053375948816066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SfEMUPG__sI/AAAAAAAAASM/zMz57oO5Ogk/s320/DSC00300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SfEMK_ZyJ4I/AAAAAAAAASE/XlBpqk5qUJY/s1600-h/DSC00281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328053217113810818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SfEMK_ZyJ4I/AAAAAAAAASE/XlBpqk5qUJY/s320/DSC00281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SfEMCuVWqUI/AAAAAAAAAR8/HKzR9XnhSVs/s1600-h/DSC00265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328053075092875586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SfEMCuVWqUI/AAAAAAAAAR8/HKzR9XnhSVs/s320/DSC00265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2479716625015056830-9024697700186752359?l=amwilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/9024697700186752359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479716625015056830&amp;postID=9024697700186752359' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/9024697700186752359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/9024697700186752359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/2009/04/aunts-and-uncles-at-zoo.html' title='Aunts and Uncles at the Zoo!'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SfEMmIwDhZI/AAAAAAAAASc/hdLzm3L27Eg/s72-c/DSC00319.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479716625015056830.post-6932361098085573106</id><published>2009-04-23T20:13:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T20:44:16.652-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Farm Fun, Baptism, &amp; Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This year, we spent Easter weekend on the farm in KY with Matt's mom and family. Paige had an especially great time playing on the farm and checking out all the animals. The newborn lambs were a really big hit. She had lots of fun chasing after them; here she is getting a closer look with Pop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SfEFzejnbXI/AAAAAAAAARs/xM94ky2z0fY/s1600-h/100_1141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328046216089922930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SfEFzejnbXI/AAAAAAAAARs/xM94ky2z0fY/s320/100_1141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Before we knew it, it was Sunday morning and time for church!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SfEFsx7MAkI/AAAAAAAAARk/dou6zwjLKZ0/s1600-h/DSC00242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328046101029978690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SfEFsx7MAkI/AAAAAAAAARk/dou6zwjLKZ0/s320/DSC00242.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since moving to DC, we have yet to find a church that we feel at home at. So, while we were in KY, Collin was baptised in Matt's mom's church: The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;First&lt;/span&gt; Presbyterian Church of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Millersburg&lt;/span&gt;. Here he is getting ready for his big day! He wore the same christening gown that both Matt and Paige wore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SfEFlAJxX0I/AAAAAAAAARc/It_musJsVpY/s1600-h/DSC00247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328045967410290498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SfEFlAJxX0I/AAAAAAAAARc/It_musJsVpY/s320/DSC00247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SfEFdRLj2AI/AAAAAAAAARU/-QB6kq92hyc/s1600-h/DSC00249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328045834542241794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SfEFdRLj2AI/AAAAAAAAARU/-QB6kq92hyc/s320/DSC00249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SfEFUlPqfWI/AAAAAAAAARM/vVqE5ESMseg/s1600-h/100_1169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328045685309341026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SfEFUlPqfWI/AAAAAAAAARM/vVqE5ESMseg/s320/100_1169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SfEFPEoxijI/AAAAAAAAARE/JBF-6A9qM28/s1600-h/100_1173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328045590656944690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SfEFPEoxijI/AAAAAAAAARE/JBF-6A9qM28/s320/100_1173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We asked our dear friends, Meredith &amp;amp; Aaron West, to be Collin's Godparents and were so excited that they could join us in KY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SfEFHDnVLnI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/MVLHPstn9DM/s1600-h/DSC00263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328045452943502962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SfEFHDnVLnI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/MVLHPstn9DM/s320/DSC00263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SfEFAAabQxI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/3ruY6qct4tU/s1600-h/DSC00265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328045331824984850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SfEFAAabQxI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/3ruY6qct4tU/s320/DSC00265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After church, we returned to the farm for lunch and an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Easter&lt;/span&gt; egg hunt. Paige's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cousins&lt;/span&gt;: Megan, Brianna, &amp;amp; Lindsey were there too. It was a little cold out, but that didn't stop them from having a great time.  The highlight of the hunt though was when Paige found a real robin egg.  Unfortunately, she thought it was a chocolate egg and went to try and lick it.  Thank goodness Meredith was there to swat it out of her hand.  In the process it broke and yolk went everywhere with the wind.  I wish we had a picture of Meredith's face, it was priceless!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SfEE5eSB2DI/AAAAAAAAAQs/w_uPUY6yXoA/s1600-h/100_1187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328045219583744050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SfEE5eSB2DI/AAAAAAAAAQs/w_uPUY6yXoA/s320/100_1187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SfEExwkFEmI/AAAAAAAAAQk/rvsdxuRChRg/s1600-h/DSC00273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328045087052337762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SfEExwkFEmI/AAAAAAAAAQk/rvsdxuRChRg/s320/DSC00273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/2479716625015056830-6932361098085573106?l=amwilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/6932361098085573106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479716625015056830&amp;postID=6932361098085573106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/6932361098085573106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/6932361098085573106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/2009/04/farm-fun-baptism-easter.html' title='Farm Fun, Baptism, &amp; Easter'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SfEFzejnbXI/AAAAAAAAARs/xM94ky2z0fY/s72-c/100_1141.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479716625015056830.post-547481137929536424</id><published>2009-04-02T16:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T17:00:04.111-04:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Months Old</title><content type='html'>Collin is three months old already and he can do all sorts of neat things!  He holds his head up well enough to sit in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bumbo&lt;/span&gt; seat, he reaches and bats at his toys, grabs onto things and doesn't let go, and most importantly laughs and smiles at you when you talk to him.  I often wonder what he must be thinking as we all make fools of ourselves.  He also pushes up really well when laying on his belly and often flops over onto his back - I know it won't be too long until he is log rolling across the floor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SdUmdy96UzI/AAAAAAAAAQc/vmGDKiIs8WY/s1600-h/DSC00225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320200828147618610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SdUmdy96UzI/AAAAAAAAAQc/vmGDKiIs8WY/s320/DSC00225.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/2479716625015056830-547481137929536424?l=amwilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/547481137929536424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479716625015056830&amp;postID=547481137929536424' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/547481137929536424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/547481137929536424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/2009/04/3-months-old.html' title='3 Months Old'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SdUmdy96UzI/AAAAAAAAAQc/vmGDKiIs8WY/s72-c/DSC00225.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479716625015056830.post-8048585157946202953</id><published>2009-04-02T16:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T16:46:59.257-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Buds</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Collin may not know it yet, but he has a best bud!  My good friend from high school lives just down the road and has a son (Bobby)  who is only two and a half months older than Collin.  We often have play dates &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;even though&lt;/span&gt; at this point I think the mommies get more out of it than the boys do.  In the past few weeks Collin has discovered his hands and what an amazing thing they are.  They go everywhere with us and are lots of fun to chew on.  On this particular day, Colling was going to town, chewing on his little fist, when Bobby rolled over and thought that he would try it out too.  Too bad I  missed the picture of that, it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;awfully&lt;/span&gt; funny when it happened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SdUjUB3VuaI/AAAAAAAAAQU/ZZQV4_jOmfA/s1600-h/DSC00183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320197361813010850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SdUjUB3VuaI/AAAAAAAAAQU/ZZQV4_jOmfA/s320/DSC00183.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/2479716625015056830-8048585157946202953?l=amwilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/8048585157946202953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479716625015056830&amp;postID=8048585157946202953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/8048585157946202953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/8048585157946202953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/2009/04/best-buds.html' title='Best Buds'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SdUjUB3VuaI/AAAAAAAAAQU/ZZQV4_jOmfA/s72-c/DSC00183.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479716625015056830.post-8124108830489227873</id><published>2009-04-02T16:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T16:41:40.385-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aunt Kendi Comes to Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SdUi_Z8W67I/AAAAAAAAAQM/XOcVh8DpY2Y/s1600-h/DSC00177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320197007499258802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SdUi_Z8W67I/AAAAAAAAAQM/XOcVh8DpY2Y/s320/DSC00177.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/2479716625015056830-8124108830489227873?l=amwilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/8124108830489227873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479716625015056830&amp;postID=8124108830489227873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/8124108830489227873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/8124108830489227873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/2009/04/aunt-kendi-comes-to-visit.html' title='Aunt Kendi Comes to Visit'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SdUi_Z8W67I/AAAAAAAAAQM/XOcVh8DpY2Y/s72-c/DSC00177.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479716625015056830.post-3588180602282762046</id><published>2009-04-02T16:34:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T16:39:32.190-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Smithsonian</title><content type='html'>This month we ventured downtown to the Smithsonian with our good friends Ginny and Bobby.  We spent most of the day at the Museum of Natural History with a quick peek inside the newly renovated Museum of American History.  It was a great day and Paige had a blast. She especially liked the hall gems, jewels, and all things that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sparkle&lt;/span&gt;.  Of particular note was the Hope Diamond which she told me was just like Dora's crystal in Dora Saves the Snow Princess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SdUhncEtghI/AAAAAAAAAQE/66jj-htxdBY/s1600-h/DSC00165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320195496242676242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SdUhncEtghI/AAAAAAAAAQE/66jj-htxdBY/s320/DSC00165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also really enjoyed the large animal displays.  I can see that another trip will be in our near future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SdUhhEktlUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/JUDSjAjCWlM/s1600-h/DSC00159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320195386855232834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SdUhhEktlUI/AAAAAAAAAP8/JUDSjAjCWlM/s320/DSC00159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/2479716625015056830-3588180602282762046?l=amwilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/3588180602282762046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479716625015056830&amp;postID=3588180602282762046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/3588180602282762046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/3588180602282762046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/2009/04/smithsonian.html' title='Smithsonian'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SdUhncEtghI/AAAAAAAAAQE/66jj-htxdBY/s72-c/DSC00165.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479716625015056830.post-8778823208782083198</id><published>2009-03-05T17:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T18:00:32.451-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Month Check Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Collin had his two month check up today.  He is doing great!  He now weighs 12lbs 13oz and is 23.5 inches long.  He is in the 70&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; percentile for both weight and height.  Other than that he is very  healthy and is doing great.  He did get his two-month shots today though so he's been really cranky!  In fact, there he goes again, more updates when he's not so fussy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SbBYvfxlnhI/AAAAAAAAAPs/EcQTtXXclhA/s1600-h/DSC001401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309841533676396050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SbBYvfxlnhI/AAAAAAAAAPs/EcQTtXXclhA/s320/DSC001401.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/2479716625015056830-8778823208782083198?l=amwilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/8778823208782083198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479716625015056830&amp;postID=8778823208782083198' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/8778823208782083198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/8778823208782083198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/2009/03/2-month-check-up.html' title='2 Month Check Up'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SbBYvfxlnhI/AAAAAAAAAPs/EcQTtXXclhA/s72-c/DSC001401.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479716625015056830.post-6063422661044644612</id><published>2009-02-04T08:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T08:14:06.355-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SYmUlHJ66pI/AAAAAAAAAPk/VadeRe05y_4/s1600-h/DSC00095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298929801874827922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SYmUlHJ66pI/AAAAAAAAAPk/VadeRe05y_4/s320/DSC00095.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/2479716625015056830-6063422661044644612?l=amwilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/6063422661044644612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479716625015056830&amp;postID=6063422661044644612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/6063422661044644612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/6063422661044644612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/2009/02/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SYmUlHJ66pI/AAAAAAAAAPk/VadeRe05y_4/s72-c/DSC00095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479716625015056830.post-4411473927926988568</id><published>2009-02-01T22:47:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T08:13:04.222-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Angels</title><content type='html'>We had our first big snow of the year last week so of course Paige had to get out and play in it.  She has seen lots of snow before, but this was the first time she could play in it and actually remember it.  She was really funny and the cold didn't seem to  bother her at all, even though her mittens wouldn't stay on and her nose was running all over the place. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SYZtywOAA_I/AAAAAAAAAPc/7K9cup1b4d0/s1600-h/P1010174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298042730352477170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SYZtywOAA_I/AAAAAAAAAPc/7K9cup1b4d0/s320/P1010174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SYZtr3L62BI/AAAAAAAAAPU/7B50Uvqcs_A/s1600-h/P1010173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298042611963713554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SYZtr3L62BI/AAAAAAAAAPU/7B50Uvqcs_A/s320/P1010173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SYZtkD0FtNI/AAAAAAAAAPM/C_BXtjq-JcM/s1600-h/P1010170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298042477914469586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SYZtkD0FtNI/AAAAAAAAAPM/C_BXtjq-JcM/s320/P1010170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SYZtURZdWII/AAAAAAAAAPE/OzmV3WgBqbk/s1600-h/P1010160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298042206682962050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SYZtURZdWII/AAAAAAAAAPE/OzmV3WgBqbk/s320/P1010160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479716625015056830-4411473927926988568?l=amwilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/4411473927926988568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479716625015056830&amp;postID=4411473927926988568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/4411473927926988568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/4411473927926988568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/2009/02/snow-angels.html' title='Snow Angels'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SYZtywOAA_I/AAAAAAAAAPc/7K9cup1b4d0/s72-c/P1010174.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479716625015056830.post-7424202476216422777</id><published>2009-02-01T22:40:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T22:45:00.347-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanging out at Home</title><content type='html'>Here are just a few pictures of Paige and Collin hanging out at home. For the most part, we have settled into our new routine. Paige still seems to like her baby brother, although she does have her moments, especially when she says, "mommy put him down!"&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SYZrrLBURyI/AAAAAAAAAO8/TVP5pPjvSKI/s1600-h/DSC00081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298040401084827426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SYZrrLBURyI/AAAAAAAAAO8/TVP5pPjvSKI/s320/DSC00081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SYZri5bqedI/AAAAAAAAAO0/aPB5Xx7XBrk/s1600-h/DSC00079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298040258924542418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SYZri5bqedI/AAAAAAAAAO0/aPB5Xx7XBrk/s320/DSC00079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298040101445248706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SYZrZuxrJsI/AAAAAAAAAOs/t7dPoLIWtfU/s320/DSC00077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SYZrRvswZ-I/AAAAAAAAAOk/rGWziCOtdSs/s1600-h/DSC00074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298039964254103522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SYZrRvswZ-I/AAAAAAAAAOk/rGWziCOtdSs/s320/DSC00074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479716625015056830-7424202476216422777?l=amwilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/7424202476216422777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479716625015056830&amp;postID=7424202476216422777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/7424202476216422777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/7424202476216422777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/2009/02/hanging-out-at-home.html' title='Hanging out at Home'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SYZrrLBURyI/AAAAAAAAAO8/TVP5pPjvSKI/s72-c/DSC00081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479716625015056830.post-2015548431661729728</id><published>2009-02-01T22:20:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T11:47:16.583-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Collin Matthew!!!</title><content type='html'>So, this update is only a little behind - one month to be exact, but hey, we have a newborn. Collin Matthew made an appearance on New Year's Day and the past month has been filled with lots of fun and a little sleep. Here's a little about his birth:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had been scheduled to be induced on Friday, the 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;, but Collin had a few plans of his own. My water broke at home on new year's eve right before midnight, so shortly thereafter we headed to the hospital. Here we go: &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SYZoAMSCKqI/AAAAAAAAAOU/c-o6MNPBYAs/s1600-h/DSC00008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298036364154120866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SYZoAMSCKqI/AAAAAAAAAOU/c-o6MNPBYAs/s320/DSC00008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; About 6 hours later, it was time to push.  But once again Collin had plans of his own and it became apparent he was not tolerating labor well.  My dr also thought that he was probably laying on his side so pushing wasn't going to do much to get him out.  The decision was made that it was time to do a C-section. It wasn't what we had planed or expected, but at 6:57am, Collin was welcomed kicking and screaming. Here he is getting to meet mommy for the first time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SYZn5uLFbrI/AAAAAAAAAOM/TI2AaalBGtQ/s1600-h/DSC00012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298036252992695986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SYZn5uLFbrI/AAAAAAAAAOM/TI2AaalBGtQ/s320/DSC00012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And now daddy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SYZnyd9pbrI/AAAAAAAAAOE/1P90VF7dfZw/s1600-h/DSC00014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298036128382283442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SYZnyd9pbrI/AAAAAAAAAOE/1P90VF7dfZw/s320/DSC00014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matt was great through out the whole &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt;. He watched the whole birth and even took charge of diaper duty:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SYZnnfCH-uI/AAAAAAAAAN8/BGEw7nM2D3g/s1600-h/DSC00024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298035939690937058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SYZnnfCH-uI/AAAAAAAAAN8/BGEw7nM2D3g/s320/DSC00024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Paige loved coming to the hospital to visit her new baby brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SYZnV7j8-ZI/AAAAAAAAANs/6nz56q465aA/s1600-h/DSC00027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298035638111369618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SYZnV7j8-ZI/AAAAAAAAANs/6nz56q465aA/s320/DSC00027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Collin Matthew Wilder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thursday, January 1, 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6:57am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7lbs 8.4oz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;20.5 inches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SYZmu9Yv-cI/AAAAAAAAANc/VynAiJWXbPU/s1600-h/DSC000391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298034968586353090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SYZmu9Yv-cI/AAAAAAAAANc/VynAiJWXbPU/s320/DSC000391.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; we were finally, headed home as a family of four:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SYZmmeK9WkI/AAAAAAAAANU/lKfFxxbIDwA/s1600-h/DSC00042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298034822768056898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SYZmmeK9WkI/AAAAAAAAANU/lKfFxxbIDwA/s320/DSC00042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479716625015056830-2015548431661729728?l=amwilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/2015548431661729728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479716625015056830&amp;postID=2015548431661729728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/2015548431661729728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/2015548431661729728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/2009/02/collin-matthew.html' title='Collin Matthew!!!'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SYZoAMSCKqI/AAAAAAAAAOU/c-o6MNPBYAs/s72-c/DSC00008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479716625015056830.post-8120791446689154214</id><published>2008-12-27T16:52:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T17:13:13.321-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>Christmas this year was quiet for us.  As we are anxiously awaiting the arrival of Collin, most of the family decided to wait to visit once he decides to make his debut.  It was however, no less special than any other year, as we filled the holiday with a few of our own traditions and lots of friends.  We started by attending Christmas Services with some very good fiends of mine from high school, followed by cocktails in Old Town Alexandria (well cocktails for everyone but Paige and I).     &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SValCaOgU-I/AAAAAAAAANE/MRrvpYcRToU/s1600-h/DSC02328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284592673584337890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SValCaOgU-I/AAAAAAAAANE/MRrvpYcRToU/s320/DSC02328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Once we got home, we decided that it would be a good idea to let Paige start opening some of her presents.  The tree was full and they were mostly for her, as it was, it took us three days to get through them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SVak9-4znoI/AAAAAAAAAM8/2F0a34fdEGk/s1600-h/DSC02333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284592597526093442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SVak9-4znoI/AAAAAAAAAM8/2F0a34fdEGk/s320/DSC02333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christmas morning brought new excitement.  Paige knew that Santa had come to leave her presents, but got scared half way down the stairs.  I think she thought that he was still in the house and wasn't too sure that she wanted to walk in on a stranger.  Of course, once she discovered that there was no one there, she was overjoyed with everything she saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SVak0-CprNI/AAAAAAAAAM0/b01-aUu0D7k/s1600-h/DSC02334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284592442680126674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SVak0-CprNI/AAAAAAAAAM0/b01-aUu0D7k/s320/DSC02334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SVakwMBr8CI/AAAAAAAAAMs/G_WMY_QK-NI/s1600-h/DSC02335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284592360534831138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SVakwMBr8CI/AAAAAAAAAMs/G_WMY_QK-NI/s320/DSC02335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Santa was way too generous, he must have thought that she had been extra good this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SVakk0UH6GI/AAAAAAAAAMk/QUp8bzohIZM/s1600-h/DSC02337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284592165191149666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SVakk0UH6GI/AAAAAAAAAMk/QUp8bzohIZM/s320/DSC02337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, that is a blue lolly pop that Paige managed to sneak out of her stocking before we had even had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;breakfast&lt;/span&gt;.  Oh well, that's what Christmas is for.  The only problem is that she had a blue mouth for the remainder of the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284592039032991618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SVakdeVrL4I/AAAAAAAAAMc/xbANnSFuiyE/s320/DSC02341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SVakL0sljfI/AAAAAAAAAMU/3Ud2swML9VA/s1600-h/DSC02346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284591735797026290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SVakL0sljfI/AAAAAAAAAMU/3Ud2swML9VA/s320/DSC02346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After opening presents for the better half of the day.  We had some other good friends of ours from college over for Christmas dinner.  It was lots of fun and the food was delicious (I wish I could take all the credit, but Meredith and her mom helped out a lot!!!).  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Of&lt;/span&gt; course with all the excitement, I forgot to take pictures once they got here, but at least I got one of the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SVakEriqKfI/AAAAAAAAAMM/6-yyTR6XnVQ/s1600-h/DSC00001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284591613080381938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SVakEriqKfI/AAAAAAAAAMM/6-yyTR6XnVQ/s320/DSC00001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Since Christmas, Paige has had lots of fun playing with all her new toys.  She definitely can't complain that she's bored or has nothing to do.  Here she is painting with her new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;paints&lt;/span&gt;, and yes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Popi&lt;/span&gt;, she did get a hair cut.  Doesn't it look nice :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SVaj-p8y6TI/AAAAAAAAAME/8xMjfUoqDrQ/s1600-h/DSC00003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284591509573921074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SVaj-p8y6TI/AAAAAAAAAME/8xMjfUoqDrQ/s320/DSC00003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now that she is getting older, Paige got lots of games for Christmas.  Matt and I both thought that this was a great educational activity that would be good for her, of course we forgot that we were the ones that would have to be playing the games with her all the time.  It's only been two days since Christmas and I can't even tell you how many times we have played &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Candyland&lt;/span&gt; and Memory.  This has to be my favorite though, here's Matt trying to figure out how to play her new Fancy Nancy game!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SVaj5FtndnI/AAAAAAAAAL8/dyLzZflS6BI/s1600-h/DSC00004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284591413947233906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SVaj5FtndnI/AAAAAAAAAL8/dyLzZflS6BI/s320/DSC00004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479716625015056830-8120791446689154214?l=amwilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/8120791446689154214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479716625015056830&amp;postID=8120791446689154214' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/8120791446689154214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/8120791446689154214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SValCaOgU-I/AAAAAAAAANE/MRrvpYcRToU/s72-c/DSC02328.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479716625015056830.post-2763720721844210917</id><published>2008-12-27T16:34:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T16:46:17.931-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons Learned: Part 2</title><content type='html'>Aunt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kendi&lt;/span&gt; came to visit for a few days after her finals before heading home to Dallas.  The weather was really yucky, so we decided to take another stab at baking.  This time the goal was to make Christmas cookies for Santa.  It was a little more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;successful&lt;/span&gt; with two of us there to watch and help Paige, but as you can see the mess was just as big - if not bigger!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SVahQAFjcOI/AAAAAAAAAL0/yX0XfgPWdo4/s1600-h/DSC02317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284588509039128802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SVahQAFjcOI/AAAAAAAAAL0/yX0XfgPWdo4/s320/DSC02317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SVahJow3FoI/AAAAAAAAALs/JudVPnx3cG4/s1600-h/DSC023191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284588399699105410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SVahJow3FoI/AAAAAAAAALs/JudVPnx3cG4/s320/DSC023191.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SVahETxE4vI/AAAAAAAAALk/zdXNBSebp44/s1600-h/DSC02321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284588308163519218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SVahETxE4vI/AAAAAAAAALk/zdXNBSebp44/s320/DSC02321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"I didn't make this mess..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SVag-APj1KI/AAAAAAAAALc/o59x8ig3yLo/s1600-h/DSC023231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284588199843452066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SVag-APj1KI/AAAAAAAAALc/o59x8ig3yLo/s320/DSC023231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, yes I did!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284588057395051426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SVag1tlNu6I/AAAAAAAAALU/XQkZas3ub8s/s320/DSC02324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;"But I promise that I didn't eat that cookie."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SVagmE17GbI/AAAAAAAAALE/SwjTTyMivVU/s1600-h/DSC023141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284587788761242034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SVagmE17GbI/AAAAAAAAALE/SwjTTyMivVU/s320/DSC023141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2479716625015056830-2763720721844210917?l=amwilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/2763720721844210917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479716625015056830&amp;postID=2763720721844210917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/2763720721844210917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/2763720721844210917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/2008/12/lessons-learned-part-2.html' title='Lessons Learned: Part 2'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SVahQAFjcOI/AAAAAAAAAL0/yX0XfgPWdo4/s72-c/DSC02317.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479716625015056830.post-4584872527337628081</id><published>2008-12-27T16:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T16:34:26.504-05:00</updated><title type='text'>DC Sights</title><content type='html'>This month has brought lots of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;excitement&lt;/span&gt; and lots of visitors.  Earlier this month, Matt's Dad and wife came to visit.  It was the first time we have been able to get out and see some of the sights that DC has to offer as a family.  It was a really cold day, but we were still able to see some of the highlights.  Like the Capital:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SVaeHiik_DI/AAAAAAAAAK8/3siTDJ7-Im8/s1600-h/DSC02304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284585065133964338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SVaeHiik_DI/AAAAAAAAAK8/3siTDJ7-Im8/s320/DSC02304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also spent some time at the Washington &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Monument&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Lincoln&lt;/span&gt; Memorial.  Don't let the pretty blue sky fool you, we were freezing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SVaeCz3OaKI/AAAAAAAAAK0/JrFqgDx0eTA/s1600-h/DSC023071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284584983884621986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SVaeCz3OaKI/AAAAAAAAAK0/JrFqgDx0eTA/s320/DSC023071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure that Paige was as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;impressed&lt;/span&gt; by all the history.  She had a really hard time standing still and just wanted to run all over the place.  That would have been great, except for all the signs reminding you to, "please be quiet and respectful of the memorial".  I guess, they don't expect you to bring your two-year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SVad7O3xubI/AAAAAAAAAKs/VBGTvxBh6RA/s1600-h/DSC02309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284584853695740338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SVad7O3xubI/AAAAAAAAAKs/VBGTvxBh6RA/s320/DSC02309.JPG" border="0" /&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/2479716625015056830-4584872527337628081?l=amwilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/4584872527337628081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479716625015056830&amp;postID=4584872527337628081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/4584872527337628081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/4584872527337628081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/2008/12/dc-sights.html' title='DC Sights'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SVaeHiik_DI/AAAAAAAAAK8/3siTDJ7-Im8/s72-c/DSC02304.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479716625015056830.post-6310978189815305569</id><published>2008-12-11T21:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:07:59.575-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Deck the Halls</title><content type='html'>This past week, we finally put up our Christmas Tree.  Paige had only been asking about it since Thanksgiving, but I guess that was our fault for telling her we were going to do it about a week before it actually happened.  She had lots of fun though, putting the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ornaments&lt;/span&gt; on.  Of course our tree is very lop-sided.  Most of the ornaments are right in front on the same three branches, two feet off the floor.  Oh well, Paige is pretty proud that she did it, so that's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;what &lt;/span&gt;counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SUHGl71dSzI/AAAAAAAAAKk/cIGSIqdqhtI/s1600-h/DSC02296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278718593274301234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SUHGl71dSzI/AAAAAAAAAKk/cIGSIqdqhtI/s320/DSC02296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SUHGf0hm4tI/AAAAAAAAAKc/T3A7Re3KcrQ/s1600-h/DSC02299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278718488232780498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SUHGf0hm4tI/AAAAAAAAAKc/T3A7Re3KcrQ/s320/DSC02299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally convinced her to put some around the side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SUHGXCPoZmI/AAAAAAAAAKU/SPOFOxbnRrc/s1600-h/DSC02300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278718337296655970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SUHGXCPoZmI/AAAAAAAAAKU/SPOFOxbnRrc/s320/DSC02300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally the angel on top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SUHGNhoMg5I/AAAAAAAAAKM/Cz76KsnB2L4/s1600-h/DSC02302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278718173922493330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SUHGNhoMg5I/AAAAAAAAAKM/Cz76KsnB2L4/s320/DSC02302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479716625015056830-6310978189815305569?l=amwilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/6310978189815305569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479716625015056830&amp;postID=6310978189815305569' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/6310978189815305569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/6310978189815305569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/2008/12/deck-halls.html' title='Deck the Halls'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SUHGl71dSzI/AAAAAAAAAKk/cIGSIqdqhtI/s72-c/DSC02296.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479716625015056830.post-2002740463644866515</id><published>2008-12-11T20:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T20:57:59.515-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pickles and White Lies</title><content type='html'>Here's how the conversation went the other night at dinner:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paige: Mommy, I need more pickles for my burger.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy:  No, you need to eat your dinner first.&lt;br /&gt;(finished eating, two helpings of pickles later...)&lt;br /&gt;Paige:  Mommy, I need more pickles.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy:  There are no more, you ate them all.&lt;br /&gt;Paige:  No, they are in the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy:  No, you ate them all, they are all gone.&lt;br /&gt;Paige:  I need to see the jar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479716625015056830-2002740463644866515?l=amwilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/2002740463644866515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479716625015056830&amp;postID=2002740463644866515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/2002740463644866515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/2002740463644866515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/2008/12/pickles-and-white-lies.html' title='Pickles and White Lies'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479716625015056830.post-3464724361628762912</id><published>2008-12-11T20:40:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T20:53:51.115-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This year for Thanksgiving, we stayed home.  With Collin set to arrive in just over a month, a big trip just wasn't in the cards.  Although we missed being with some of the family for the holiday, Matt's mom came in for the big day and helped us cook and eat turkey.  Of course Paige was ready to eat even before the turkey was cooked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SUHCdk6IoxI/AAAAAAAAAKE/I8vSJBC4wpw/s1600-h/100_1070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278714051634438930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SUHCdk6IoxI/AAAAAAAAAKE/I8vSJBC4wpw/s320/100_1070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was a big helper too, she started cooking in her own kitchen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SUHCYV-EnZI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/d8Q8E2IsLU8/s1600-h/100_1072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278713961725074834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SUHCYV-EnZI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/d8Q8E2IsLU8/s320/100_1072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then decided that it would be more fun to watch the grown ups cook...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SUHCQxKGsII/AAAAAAAAAJ0/dgPWOHyjksQ/s1600-h/100_1075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278713831584346242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SUHCQxKGsII/AAAAAAAAAJ0/dgPWOHyjksQ/s320/100_1075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And finally, she had to get in and really help.  Here she is helping her Gigi peel celery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SUHCKMVkyCI/AAAAAAAAAJs/3poJv5Jz1Ek/s1600-h/100_1078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278713718621128738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SUHCKMVkyCI/AAAAAAAAAJs/3poJv5Jz1Ek/s320/100_1078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Thanksgiving from the Wilders!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SUHCCIoZlUI/AAAAAAAAAJk/CJpLO3RFMig/s1600-h/100_1089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278713580187391298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SUHCCIoZlUI/AAAAAAAAAJk/CJpLO3RFMig/s320/100_1089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is is time to eat yet???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SUHB6Yfp8KI/AAAAAAAAAJc/p7rK5F6mRSg/s1600-h/100_1093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278713447006728354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SUHB6Yfp8KI/AAAAAAAAAJc/p7rK5F6mRSg/s320/100_1093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, bring on the food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SUHBydKg9TI/AAAAAAAAAJU/YBQuiqXcC1c/s1600-h/100_1094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278713310821283122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SUHBydKg9TI/AAAAAAAAAJU/YBQuiqXcC1c/s320/100_1094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now my belly is full, nap time anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SUHBouKW3iI/AAAAAAAAAJM/1N1LwlDWN_E/s1600-h/100_1096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278713143585332770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SUHBouKW3iI/AAAAAAAAAJM/1N1LwlDWN_E/s320/100_1096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479716625015056830-3464724361628762912?l=amwilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/3464724361628762912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479716625015056830&amp;postID=3464724361628762912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/3464724361628762912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/3464724361628762912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SUHCdk6IoxI/AAAAAAAAAKE/I8vSJBC4wpw/s72-c/100_1070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479716625015056830.post-2433452916309972598</id><published>2008-10-31T21:40:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T21:56:37.769-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>Halloween for Paige started on Thursday night when we decided that it was time to carve her pumpkin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hummmm...what's in here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SQu1sAxEP0I/AAAAAAAAAJE/6DlUenpjErY/s1600-h/DSC02195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263500357237227330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SQu1sAxEP0I/AAAAAAAAAJE/6DlUenpjErY/s320/DSC02195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ewwww, mommy, I need a napkin!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SQu1lCUX9CI/AAAAAAAAAI8/jRjiXWNdt6k/s1600-h/DSC02196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263500237394670626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SQu1lCUX9CI/AAAAAAAAAI8/jRjiXWNdt6k/s320/DSC02196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SQu1eircY5I/AAAAAAAAAI0/0WPYFvNxNcU/s1600-h/DSC02200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263500125822280594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SQu1eircY5I/AAAAAAAAAI0/0WPYFvNxNcU/s320/DSC02200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for dad to step in and speed the process along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SQu1W1WZ_WI/AAAAAAAAAIs/PwA6VkUrQ2E/s1600-h/DSC02202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263499993395363170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SQu1W1WZ_WI/AAAAAAAAAIs/PwA6VkUrQ2E/s320/DSC02202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, what house with a two-year old, doesn't know who Dora the explorer is.  Aren't you impressed with our carving skills?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SQu05bWS08I/AAAAAAAAAIk/cDAp3APs8Rs/s1600-h/DSC02229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263499488199365570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SQu05bWS08I/AAAAAAAAAIk/cDAp3APs8Rs/s320/DSC02229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here it is all lit up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SQu0xq-UNnI/AAAAAAAAAIc/2CXQ5LbVlaA/s1600-h/DSC02230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263499354954806898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SQu0xq-UNnI/AAAAAAAAAIc/2CXQ5LbVlaA/s320/DSC02230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on Friday night it was time to Trick-or Treat.  Paige was a rose for Halloween, complete with a bumble bee trick-or-treat pail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SQu0p_tFoSI/AAAAAAAAAIU/S4w3ZjgbmH0/s1600-h/DSC02217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263499223080739106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SQu0p_tFoSI/AAAAAAAAAIU/S4w3ZjgbmH0/s320/DSC02217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263499058265978994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SQu0gZuL-HI/AAAAAAAAAIM/5ML5luVPXr4/s320/DSC02223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SQu0XoRwnrI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Svb2Kwxpzvs/s1600-h/DSC02227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263498907554455218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SQu0XoRwnrI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Svb2Kwxpzvs/s320/DSC02227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One more house daddy!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SQu0NO_QKFI/AAAAAAAAAH8/0YlMCvVDHRc/s1600-h/DSC02228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263498728967252050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SQu0NO_QKFI/AAAAAAAAAH8/0YlMCvVDHRc/s320/DSC02228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to check out the loot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SQuz97erhYI/AAAAAAAAAH0/FpN0t6keEJo/s1600-h/DSC02231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263498466032321922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SQuz97erhYI/AAAAAAAAAH0/FpN0t6keEJo/s320/DSC02231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks for checking out our pictures, hope you all had a happy Halloween!&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/2479716625015056830-2433452916309972598?l=amwilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/2433452916309972598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479716625015056830&amp;postID=2433452916309972598' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/2433452916309972598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/2433452916309972598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SQu1sAxEP0I/AAAAAAAAAJE/6DlUenpjErY/s72-c/DSC02195.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479716625015056830.post-6568855272581041698</id><published>2008-10-31T21:08:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T21:27:10.355-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons Learned</title><content type='html'>I decided as a special treat on Halloween, that Paige and I would make homemade cut-out cookies. Here are some things that I learned:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When Paige begs to "let me do it myself" resist the urge to let her - nutmeg and flower will be dumped on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. More dough will be eaten than actually baked into cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Little fingers cannot resist the temptation to poke holes in freshly rolled out dough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. "I want a bite" translates to "I have already taken a bite of flour, dough, baked cookies, icing, sprinkles, etc..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. One bite out of multiple cookies tastes much better than eating one whole cookie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do not expect that anything of nutritional value will be eaten for lunch after the above activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. It will take five times as long to clean up the kitchen as it did to make the mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. The back deck will look like it has just snowed after brushing Paige off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I will learn a lesson in patience, although Paige will not (two-year olds cannot wait for anything).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I will have great memories of our first real baking experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263493535799288882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SQuve87hpDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/-qBHJlCk68k/s320/DSC02215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479716625015056830-6568855272581041698?l=amwilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/6568855272581041698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479716625015056830&amp;postID=6568855272581041698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/6568855272581041698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/6568855272581041698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/2008/10/lessons-learned.html' title='Lessons Learned'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SQuve87hpDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/-qBHJlCk68k/s72-c/DSC02215.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479716625015056830.post-4348702448987179826</id><published>2008-10-29T15:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T15:46:39.198-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Pumpkin</title><content type='html'>Paige had her first movie night last night.  We let her stay up late (and by late, I mean until 8:40pm) to watch the Charlie Brown Halloween special.  It was lots of fun, we made popcorn and the three of us sat on the couch together.  Paige thought it was pretty neat to watch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cartoons&lt;/span&gt; late at night and of course she loved the popcorn, she kept saying, "it's a nice treat!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SQi8uAQrAyI/AAAAAAAAAHk/uRycFsrrHIM/s1600-h/DSC021931.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262663663112356642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SQi8uAQrAyI/AAAAAAAAAHk/uRycFsrrHIM/s320/DSC021931.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/2479716625015056830-4348702448987179826?l=amwilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/4348702448987179826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479716625015056830&amp;postID=4348702448987179826' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/4348702448987179826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/4348702448987179826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/2008/10/great-pumpkin.html' title='The Great Pumpkin'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SQi8uAQrAyI/AAAAAAAAAHk/uRycFsrrHIM/s72-c/DSC021931.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479716625015056830.post-8809998727566024318</id><published>2008-10-27T20:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T20:43:14.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Star</title><content type='html'>Even though we have moved to the DC area, we are still huge Stars fans (that would be hockey for those that don't know).  This past weekend, the Stars played the Washington Capitals in their only game of the season, so of course we had to sport our favorite team's gear.  Paige's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Popi&lt;/span&gt; had this jersey made for her the day he found out he was having a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;grandaughter&lt;/span&gt;, complete with her name and birth year.  It only took about two and a half years for her to grow into it, but she sure looks cute in it now.   For those who like to keep score, I'm sad to report that the Stars lost to the Capitals, but hey, it's still early in the season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SQZfIpT9mmI/AAAAAAAAAHc/OZJlUVhNXnk/s1600-h/DSC02180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261997816762178146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SQZfIpT9mmI/AAAAAAAAAHc/OZJlUVhNXnk/s320/DSC02180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SQZfByQtblI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Nlmr32WKeSI/s1600-h/DSC02182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261997698905370194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SQZfByQtblI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Nlmr32WKeSI/s320/DSC02182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/2479716625015056830-8809998727566024318?l=amwilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/8809998727566024318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479716625015056830&amp;postID=8809998727566024318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/8809998727566024318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/8809998727566024318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/2008/10/little-star.html' title='Little Star'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SQZfIpT9mmI/AAAAAAAAAHc/OZJlUVhNXnk/s72-c/DSC02180.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479716625015056830.post-7150513079514359420</id><published>2008-10-11T19:50:00.016-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T20:27:47.727-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cox Farms</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We've had lots of visitors since we moved. This weekend Aunt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kendi&lt;/span&gt; came to visit and we spent the day at Cox Farms. There was so much to do, including a 1007 lbs. pumpkin. Check it out, it was bigger than Paige.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SPFBJPs5sjI/AAAAAAAAAHM/x-Qnn2v0Hc8/s1600-h/DSC02082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256053867207569970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SPFBJPs5sjI/AAAAAAAAAHM/x-Qnn2v0Hc8/s320/DSC02082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had fresh apples for a morning snack. Paige was a sticky mess after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SPFAyGjjB5I/AAAAAAAAAHE/c5bgGyIl8jY/s1600-h/DSC02092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256053469615425426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SPFAyGjjB5I/AAAAAAAAAHE/c5bgGyIl8jY/s320/DSC02092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw lots of animals while we were there including lots of piglets, cows, sheep, and turkeys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SPFAct2WYYI/AAAAAAAAAG8/PRm9eSZfHa4/s1600-h/DSC02102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256053102206148994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SPFAct2WYYI/AAAAAAAAAG8/PRm9eSZfHa4/s320/DSC02102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paige loved &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;climbing&lt;/span&gt; the hay stacks. She's such a show off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SPFAQInuXMI/AAAAAAAAAG0/8f_NZU0AfCI/s1600-h/DSC02095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256052886054264002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SPFAQInuXMI/AAAAAAAAAG0/8f_NZU0AfCI/s320/DSC02095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paige's favorite part of the day was slides. There were all kinds and after every one, she would jump up and down and say "again"!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SPE_-NJmiBI/AAAAAAAAAGs/wUY0KyYAQuo/s1600-h/DSC02088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256052578032453650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SPE_-NJmiBI/AAAAAAAAAGs/wUY0KyYAQuo/s320/DSC02088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;WEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SPE_4OWFwiI/AAAAAAAAAGk/c9prfYF6Ias/s1600-h/DSC02111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256052475274052130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SPE_4OWFwiI/AAAAAAAAAGk/c9prfYF6Ias/s320/DSC02111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We walked through this big corn maze too, but don't worry, we didn't get too lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SPE_uGpMeDI/AAAAAAAAAGc/VT70jwCqKFQ/s1600-h/DSC02105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256052301408008242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SPE_uGpMeDI/AAAAAAAAAGc/VT70jwCqKFQ/s320/DSC02105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paige wanted her face painted like all the other kids, so mom put on her artistic hat and painted a big orange pumpkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SPE_iwWfz7I/AAAAAAAAAGU/BhFgAo-oR60/s1600-h/DSC02107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256052106445442994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SPE_iwWfz7I/AAAAAAAAAGU/BhFgAo-oR60/s320/DSC02107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SPE_aM858BI/AAAAAAAAAGM/3nkdIxT0hH8/s1600-h/DSC02110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256051959503908882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SPE_aM858BI/AAAAAAAAAGM/3nkdIxT0hH8/s320/DSC02110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before it was time to go, we had to pick out our pumpkins. First we picked out some little ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SPE9d4BTHzI/AAAAAAAAAGE/iTJZYCpS01U/s1600-h/DSC02115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256049823581413170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SPE9d4BTHzI/AAAAAAAAAGE/iTJZYCpS01U/s320/DSC02115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to find a big one. Paige really wanted one that was as big as her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SPE9SpvwUpI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Ju0Sz9HxgKk/s1600-h/DSC021281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256049630771171986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SPE9SpvwUpI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Ju0Sz9HxgKk/s320/DSC021281.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She even tried to hug the one she wanted and pick it up herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SPE9KLAXWPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G1GM-ExpXps/s1600-h/DSC021221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256049485080385778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SPE9KLAXWPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G1GM-ExpXps/s320/DSC021221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, she and daddy picked out a perfect one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SPE8-GIIoBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/tTulD4FObD0/s1600-h/DSC02123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256049277612367890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SPE8-GIIoBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/tTulD4FObD0/s320/DSC02123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a great day and soon it was time to go home. Thanks for visiting our site, come back soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479716625015056830-7150513079514359420?l=amwilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/7150513079514359420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479716625015056830&amp;postID=7150513079514359420' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/7150513079514359420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/7150513079514359420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/2008/10/cox-farms.html' title='Cox Farms'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SPFBJPs5sjI/AAAAAAAAAHM/x-Qnn2v0Hc8/s72-c/DSC02082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479716625015056830.post-3192141210311937789</id><published>2008-10-11T17:27:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T17:43:46.365-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Big Move</title><content type='html'>Last month, we packed up our house in Texas and headed East.  We've landed in Virginia in the DC area and have been very busy over the past month, getting settled in and unpacked!  It took us three days to drive &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;across&lt;/span&gt; country, but we finally made it and this is our new home.  It has lots of stairs (something our other house didn't have), but it's finally starting to feel like home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SPEcQQNCqWI/AAAAAAAAAFU/BQrg2hwuGLk/s1600-h/DSC02129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256013305671231842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SPEcQQNCqWI/AAAAAAAAAFU/BQrg2hwuGLk/s320/DSC02129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paige was really good during our move, she especially like eating breakfast on the floor of the living room before our furniture arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SPEcHBGvtgI/AAAAAAAAAFM/66-9Yl6Kzis/s1600-h/DSC02071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256013146999469570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SPEcHBGvtgI/AAAAAAAAAFM/66-9Yl6Kzis/s320/DSC02071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the boxes were delivered, she had a great time playing in all the paper.  There was so  much packing material that sometimes Paige got lost in mess.  She didn't mind though, she always crawled out laughing and giggling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SPEcAPaG3fI/AAAAAAAAAFE/y6aj1qT15cI/s1600-h/DSC02074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256013030579690994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SPEcAPaG3fI/AAAAAAAAAFE/y6aj1qT15cI/s320/DSC02074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boxes were fun to play in also.  We left one for her to build a "house" out of .  It was decorated beautifully with crayon and even had a window. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SPEb58dHR0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/O7C0oQj3ScM/s1600-h/DSC02079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256012922412812098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SPEb58dHR0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/O7C0oQj3ScM/s320/DSC02079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course it was really nice when all her toys were unpacked, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;especially&lt;/span&gt; her princess stuff.  She's such a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;girly&lt;/span&gt;, girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SPEbylFLq-I/AAAAAAAAAE0/FNP52KOEbPY/s1600-h/DSC02081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256012795879336930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SPEbylFLq-I/AAAAAAAAAE0/FNP52KOEbPY/s320/DSC02081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anytime you all are in the DC area, we would love for you to come by and visit.  We're finding more fun and exciting things to do every day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479716625015056830-3192141210311937789?l=amwilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/3192141210311937789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479716625015056830&amp;postID=3192141210311937789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/3192141210311937789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/3192141210311937789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/2008/10/our-big-move.html' title='Our Big Move'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SPEcQQNCqWI/AAAAAAAAAFU/BQrg2hwuGLk/s72-c/DSC02129.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479716625015056830.post-9043566628882026010</id><published>2008-09-14T09:15:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T09:32:02.793-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Paige!!!</title><content type='html'>In August, Paige turned two! We had a great time celebrating, although it's hard to believe how fast she is growing up. Lots of family came into town to help with the festivities, there were lots of presents and lots of cake. Despite all the new toys, sometimes the things that are the most fun to play with aren't toys at all - like Gigi's big yellow purse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SM0QHBM5v2I/AAAAAAAAAEg/1r4AGkLVD8c/s1600-h/100_0999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245866853724176226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SM0QHBM5v2I/AAAAAAAAAEg/1r4AGkLVD8c/s320/100_0999.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paige got this great car for her birthday. She has fun driving it around the house and taking her babies to the "grocery". I hope she enjoys it, it might be the only car she ever gets from us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SM0P9LQINjI/AAAAAAAAAEY/9cR5XcHgojE/s1600-h/100_1001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245866684623369778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SM0P9LQINjI/AAAAAAAAAEY/9cR5XcHgojE/s320/100_1001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year, Paige was able to blow out the candles all by herself. She really enjoyed her cake, and eventhough she still made a mess, it wasn't near as bad as last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SM0Px3iSyaI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/e2CD6Yuo93I/s1600-h/100_1010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245866490352290210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SM0Px3iSyaI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/e2CD6Yuo93I/s320/100_1010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a birthday pary for Paige and all her friends at the gymnastics center. They all ran around and played hard - I think that everyone had a good nap that afternoon. Before they could play though, they first had to streatch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SM0PmDlK4qI/AAAAAAAAAEI/G2t1_JNHXsU/s1600-h/100_1023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245866287427150498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SM0PmDlK4qI/AAAAAAAAAEI/G2t1_JNHXsU/s320/100_1023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swinging like monkeys is lots of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SM0Pb3Ium-I/AAAAAAAAAEA/mHTysStFkRA/s1600-h/100_1031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245866112287939554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SM0Pb3Ium-I/AAAAAAAAAEA/mHTysStFkRA/s320/100_1031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect 10!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SM0PQFqGEdI/AAAAAAAAAD4/IuWjoWcywW4/s1600-h/100_1049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245865910027555282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SM0PQFqGEdI/AAAAAAAAAD4/IuWjoWcywW4/s320/100_1049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, it was time to head home and open presents. Uncle Scotty got Paige her first game, hungry, hubgry hippos. Of course now she wants to play it all the time and it sure is a noisy game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SM0O83qCKJI/AAAAAAAAADw/7pozmcPnzD8/s1600-h/P1010096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245865579851688082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SM0O83qCKJI/AAAAAAAAADw/7pozmcPnzD8/s320/P1010096.JPG" border="0" /&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;/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/2479716625015056830-9043566628882026010?l=amwilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/9043566628882026010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479716625015056830&amp;postID=9043566628882026010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/9043566628882026010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/9043566628882026010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-paige.html' title='Happy Birthday Paige!!!'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SM0QHBM5v2I/AAAAAAAAAEg/1r4AGkLVD8c/s72-c/100_0999.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479716625015056830.post-3105201991759797938</id><published>2008-09-13T23:51:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T00:04:44.349-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lake Belton</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This summer we discovered that we lived just minutes from a great swim beach at Lake Belton. Knowing how much Paige enjoyed the beach, we thought this was a perfect way to spend hot summer afternoons. We would take a picnic and spend the day splashing in the water. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245722697523978562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SMyNABge4UI/AAAAAAAAADo/3vz-1ErRLZ0/s320/P1010022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SMyMLYLYmHI/AAAAAAAAADY/jTf7_zJStVI/s1600-h/P1010044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245721793076435058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SMyMLYLYmHI/AAAAAAAAADY/jTf7_zJStVI/s320/P1010044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We even went with Paige's best friend Lauren.  They had a blast splashing and playing together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SMyMB9J-JvI/AAAAAAAAADQ/5LWg7sBwdHI/s1600-h/DSC02003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245721631203927794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SMyMB9J-JvI/AAAAAAAAADQ/5LWg7sBwdHI/s320/DSC02003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479716625015056830-3105201991759797938?l=amwilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/3105201991759797938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479716625015056830&amp;postID=3105201991759797938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/3105201991759797938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/3105201991759797938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/2008/09/lake-belton.html' title='Lake Belton'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SMyNABge4UI/AAAAAAAAADo/3vz-1ErRLZ0/s72-c/P1010022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479716625015056830.post-1209315835056131532</id><published>2008-09-13T23:26:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T23:40:40.394-04:00</updated><title type='text'>California Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It's been a while since we have caught up with many of our friends, so here's a look at what's been happening around the Wilder house this summer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the 4th of July in San Diego, CA. We took Paige to the Zoo one day. She especially like the flamingos and the polar bears, especially when the bears were swimming in the water and blowing bubbles. The zoo in San Diego has a great petting zoo too, but Paige wasn't too sure about the animals and was then ready to go after she triped over a goat laying in the sun.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SMyE_wZUsYI/AAAAAAAAADE/yrS_SgrUaUY/s1600-h/P1010012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245713896837525890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SMyE_wZUsYI/AAAAAAAAADE/yrS_SgrUaUY/s320/P1010012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We also spent a lot of time at the beach and the pool. Paige loved running and jumping in the waves, picking up sea shells and making "drippy castels" with her Noni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SMyE3bcP6FI/AAAAAAAAAC8/7aPtUikSYug/s1600-h/DSC01961.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245713753773697106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SMyE3bcP6FI/AAAAAAAAAC8/7aPtUikSYug/s320/DSC01961.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SMyEu-jBxgI/AAAAAAAAAC0/BCGLITgPxl0/s1600-h/DSC01970.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245713608578549250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SMyEu-jBxgI/AAAAAAAAAC0/BCGLITgPxl0/s320/DSC01970.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She even let her Aunt Kendi and Uncle Scotty burry her in the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SMyEnxPSFDI/AAAAAAAAACs/r0f0hUmz_Ho/s1600-h/DSC01979.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245713484746986546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SMyEnxPSFDI/AAAAAAAAACs/r0f0hUmz_Ho/s320/DSC01979.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also spent a day at Sea World. Her favorite was Shamu and his "big splashes". She also had a great time petting the star fish and splashing in the tide pools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SMyEcltvswI/AAAAAAAAACk/Inc_IInfVuk/s1600-h/P1010030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245713292674970370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SMyEcltvswI/AAAAAAAAACk/Inc_IInfVuk/s320/P1010030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479716625015056830-1209315835056131532?l=amwilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/feeds/1209315835056131532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479716625015056830&amp;postID=1209315835056131532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/1209315835056131532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479716625015056830/posts/default/1209315835056131532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amwilder.blogspot.com/2008/09/summer-fun.html' title='California Fun'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09531388319187531616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/S_3Wp8H_teI/AAAAAAAAAp0/UnBQXJdx--g/S220/DSC01213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRVuL0sqC4k/SMyE_wZUsYI/AAAAAAAAADE/yrS_SgrUaUY/s72-c/P1010012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
