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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772472560844293566/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Brooke and Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15652022473392758192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-OsD4KnEY8/TCNs7tJC8_I/AAAAAAAAR3M/i6VSVK8g4ig/S220/MatineHatModel_12-edit.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>762</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6772472560844293566.post-1966162133454222007</id><published>2012-01-28T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T09:41:31.177-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ski'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot springs'/><title type='text'>Elkhorn Hotsprings Weekend</title><content type='html'>This time last weekend we joined the Harrison Family (see &lt;a href="http://www.travelingmel.com/index.php/TravelingMel/2012/01/26/elkhorn-hot-springs"&gt;Melynda's blog&lt;/a&gt; for her account of the weekend) for our 2nd Annual Winter Ski / Fun Weekend (that's what I am calling it at least). &amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://brookeandpeter.blogspot.com/2011/03/it-was-showdown.html"&gt;Last year we joined them in Neihart, MT&lt;/a&gt; for some downhill skiing at Showdown Ski Resort and XC skiing at Kings Hill Pass. &amp;nbsp; This year we met up in Polaris, MT at Elkhorn Hotsprings. &amp;nbsp;They are an excellent family to "travel" with because they, like us, are independent, fun and just ready to go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7E2ha4p1dpo/TyQhCLG_w0I/AAAAAAAAZlI/AVBZmEGF2_o/s1600/IMG_6738.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7E2ha4p1dpo/TyQhCLG_w0I/AAAAAAAAZlI/AVBZmEGF2_o/s640/IMG_6738.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-54372M7zXkU/TyQhCiy6rEI/AAAAAAAAZlQ/6VxR9BmnRw4/s1600/IMG_6746.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-54372M7zXkU/TyQhCiy6rEI/AAAAAAAAZlQ/6VxR9BmnRw4/s640/IMG_6746.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8hCV2DuEK1A/TyQhDA6DsCI/AAAAAAAAZlY/VAj3B5KNnEo/s1600/IMG_6748.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8hCV2DuEK1A/TyQhDA6DsCI/AAAAAAAAZlY/VAj3B5KNnEo/s640/IMG_6748.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EbK-t0SfoW8/TyQhDdaC82I/AAAAAAAAZlg/pxRSTtqj5sc/s1600/IMG_6758.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EbK-t0SfoW8/TyQhDdaC82I/AAAAAAAAZlg/pxRSTtqj5sc/s640/IMG_6758.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the face of winter fun!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-quI_gEYmtyU/TyQhGrH9M6I/AAAAAAAAZmQ/SBLyOm-QBuw/s1600/IMG_6783.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-quI_gEYmtyU/TyQhGrH9M6I/AAAAAAAAZmQ/SBLyOm-QBuw/s640/IMG_6783.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met up with them on Friday at the Patagonia Outlet in Dillon for some shopping and then caravanned through the beautiful Pioneer Mountain Valley to our destination. &amp;nbsp;We stayed in the cabins there at the "resort." &amp;nbsp;I use this term loosely because despite the quaint appeal of the exterior, they are "rustic" in most ways. &amp;nbsp;We didn't seem to mind the sagging, three legged beds, or the archaic wood stove that was either really HOT or OFF. &amp;nbsp;We didn't even mind the drafty outhouse, shared by the culdesac of cabins --- there was SNOW! &amp;nbsp;Sadly, snow has been hard to come by this winter and we are just fortunate we only had to drive 3 hours to find it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s9hrKyJqesI/TyQhEkRb1YI/AAAAAAAAZlo/RomwWID8pqk/s1600/IMG_6759.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s9hrKyJqesI/TyQhEkRb1YI/AAAAAAAAZlo/RomwWID8pqk/s640/IMG_6759.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FTDTnc5wW-g/TyQhFNvfz7I/AAAAAAAAZlw/Tjt2nRak5Q8/s1600/IMG_6765.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FTDTnc5wW-g/TyQhFNvfz7I/AAAAAAAAZlw/Tjt2nRak5Q8/s640/IMG_6765.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hoGQgfer7YA/TyQhFiCJNdI/AAAAAAAAZl4/OEYGUPBZOqs/s1600/IMG_6766.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hoGQgfer7YA/TyQhFiCJNdI/AAAAAAAAZl4/OEYGUPBZOqs/s640/IMG_6766.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter and Henry quickly packed down a sledding course with snow shoes and the kids spent most of the weekend screeching down the hill and asking to be pulled back up the hill. &amp;nbsp;Thank goodness the dads took care of most of the treks back UP hill. &amp;nbsp;I manned the landing at the bottom of the hill and made sure the kids didn't go off course and careen into the outhouse or trees. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VP6ceOmPxnw/TyQhF6o23aI/AAAAAAAAZmA/W4f4XyOZ1RY/s1600/IMG_6773.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VP6ceOmPxnw/TyQhF6o23aI/AAAAAAAAZmA/W4f4XyOZ1RY/s640/IMG_6773.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6pUf3rAQlAQ/TyQhGflzSfI/AAAAAAAAZmI/ec5JO-Ec39c/s1600/IMG_6779.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6pUf3rAQlAQ/TyQhGflzSfI/AAAAAAAAZmI/ec5JO-Ec39c/s640/IMG_6779.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HZ4BxjtF8dE/TyQhHK8a_cI/AAAAAAAAZmY/ZTfX-KDVio0/s1600/IMG_6785.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HZ4BxjtF8dE/TyQhHK8a_cI/AAAAAAAAZmY/ZTfX-KDVio0/s640/IMG_6785.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure I have ever seen Mattie have more fun. &amp;nbsp;She LOVED the sledding. &amp;nbsp;She NEVER got too cold, wet or tired. &amp;nbsp;She even did about an hour of sledding at abbot 8pm IN THE DARK with her headlamp on (which is also a favorite possession and great toy for a kid, thank you cousin Gwenna). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We intermingled some walks across the bridge to the hot springs to soak in the mineral pools, a little bit of XC skiing (this consisted of a very slow ski/walk on the road) and for Mattie, some walking around in her snowshoes, rolling in snow, and eating snow. &amp;nbsp;The dogs were also quite happy getting to run and frolic and be free of fences for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ONisY8gn2YA/TyQhHdF11KI/AAAAAAAAZmg/aOMWOgvbDas/s1600/IMG_6790.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ONisY8gn2YA/TyQhHdF11KI/AAAAAAAAZmg/aOMWOgvbDas/s640/IMG_6790.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ujY7QdQsBgk/TyQhH3_0OQI/AAAAAAAAZmo/T-ppU-z_pKc/s1600/IMG_6797.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ujY7QdQsBgk/TyQhH3_0OQI/AAAAAAAAZmo/T-ppU-z_pKc/s640/IMG_6797.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EvEy58UgU6I/TyQhIAfee_I/AAAAAAAAZmw/CZqiNNjfTYw/s1600/IMG_6799.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EvEy58UgU6I/TyQhIAfee_I/AAAAAAAAZmw/CZqiNNjfTYw/s640/IMG_6799.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is also a very "Montana-esque" lodge/restaurant that served food and a continental breakfast each morning (included with our cabin rental). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hoffmann's came down for a bit on Friday night and a bit of sledding on Saturday too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great weekend that helped us feel like we actually live in Montana for a winter. &amp;nbsp;I wonder where next year's destination will be? &amp;nbsp;Somewhere that can accommodate ANOTHER little kiddo .... that's for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U7HfxjYGf1k/TyQhBfbLS0I/AAAAAAAAZk4/UJrik-aJnkM/s1600/IMG_6714.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U7HfxjYGf1k/TyQhBfbLS0I/AAAAAAAAZk4/UJrik-aJnkM/s640/IMG_6714.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;cousin time in the cabin - sleeping bags and a floor - always good entertainment!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nh25Bt53BGg/TyQhB4R3pSI/AAAAAAAAZlA/Ux2-pxpCPcw/s1600/IMG_6723.jpg" 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(the ones she keeps in the tub)&lt;br /&gt;- where is the floor?&lt;br /&gt;- what is this for?&lt;br /&gt;- why?&lt;br /&gt;- why?&lt;br /&gt;- why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter gave her a quick answer and it was NOT satisfactory to this inquisitive, wordy gal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She puts her hands on her hips and says, "Dad, what is going on? &amp;nbsp;Let's talk about this! &amp;nbsp;What are we going to do about this?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mku6O5962tc/TyNca91VGQI/AAAAAAAAZkg/a-J7vVhj02w/s1600/IMG_6806.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mku6O5962tc/TyNca91VGQI/AAAAAAAAZkg/a-J7vVhj02w/s640/IMG_6806.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;dad's little helper, of course ....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;Clearly, she knows she can contribute to this project. &amp;nbsp;She made sure she knew where her tape measure was this morning during breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J32Bo5Lo8_4/TyNcbYVbYWI/AAAAAAAAZko/45QLUSwtmpI/s1600/IMG_6807.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J32Bo5Lo8_4/TyNcbYVbYWI/AAAAAAAAZko/45QLUSwtmpI/s640/IMG_6807.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;dad's other little helper - JimPa (the lifesaver, always)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;I took Mattie to Sally's house to play with Audrey (and I could watch the recorded episodes of Downton Abbey that I have missed) in the name of "keeping Matine out of Jim Pa and Peter's way." &amp;nbsp;Glad I did, because they got the floor done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zx1EggtuSq0/TyNccUS6jSI/AAAAAAAAZkw/hcMJCa215DI/s1600/IMG_6808.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zx1EggtuSq0/TyNccUS6jSI/AAAAAAAAZkw/hcMJCa215DI/s640/IMG_6808.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Phase 1 of 20 complete - new tile floor!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I will keep you posted on the next phase: &amp;nbsp;drywall and wainscoting on the walls, and tile in the shower. &amp;nbsp;Jury is still out on what to do with the window in the shower - glass blocks or keep the window? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my inspiration &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/(http://www.bhg.com/bathroom/small/decorating-a-small-bath/#page=6)"&gt;(http://www.bhg.com/bathroom/small/decorating-a-small-bath/#page=6)&lt;/a&gt;, but I will paint another color - something more like a bluish gray I think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now the manners portion of this story: &amp;nbsp;Mom and Jim had dinner at their house for Pete and Diana &amp;nbsp;(Keely's parents). &amp;nbsp;We had a lovely dinner and Matine was quite well behaved for a two year old, even asking questions occasionally to our guests and eating her food. &amp;nbsp; Earlier in the day, she and Nona had made a red velvet cake and she was very excited to serve it after dinner. &amp;nbsp;As soon as everyone was done eating she asked if we could eat the cake, looked at Nona and says, "we need clean plates and forks for dessert!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, we haven't sat down and read her Emily Post yet, I guess she has just paid attention to us doing that at other dinner parties. &amp;nbsp;We laughed so hard! &amp;nbsp;As she was eating her cake, she kept saying to me, "oh mom, this is so good." &amp;nbsp;She then, just like an adult, points her fork at the cake and shakes her head declaring, "mom, it's so good, we really need to take some of this home." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, the Brunel's came up to our house to see the place and visit before they went on an excursion with Nona and JimPa. &amp;nbsp;Mattie very nicely led them from room to room, giving them the tour of the house, and after we got to her room, she looks up at me and says, "Mom, you haven't taken their coats!" &amp;nbsp; Sure enough, I had not offered to take their coats yet, and I was reminded of my rudeness! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my! &amp;nbsp;I think for her birthday in May she needs an Emily Post book for children. &amp;nbsp;Come to think of it, maybe we will just skip the kids version and give her the real thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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Let's go." &amp;nbsp;All of this with the "mom" voice that we usually give kids, all chipper and encouraging. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything right now is "so silly" or "so funny." &amp;nbsp;She will slap her knee and shake her head like we do to her and say, "you are SO silly!" &amp;nbsp; She also was playing with her noodles at dinner last night, yes, just playing with like play-doh them... no eating. &amp;nbsp; They were magically a "barn" and a pile of "hay" at one point and she kept talking about the little pig that lived inside of them. &amp;nbsp;"Don't eat my pig" and "look, there's a pig in there!" &amp;nbsp;At one point, she very clearly says, "Oh my gosh! &amp;nbsp;Look at that, there's a pig in there!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GzP5t0x73lY/Tw-FWImed9I/AAAAAAAAZhY/szLKVcb0TQc/s1600/IMG_6670.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GzP5t0x73lY/Tw-FWImed9I/AAAAAAAAZhY/szLKVcb0TQc/s640/IMG_6670.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There is so much more, I can't even keep up with the journaling or typing when it comes to the things that come out of her mouth, but, I will continue to try... 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As she stood in line for the class that she wasn't even in she waves at us and says, "by mom and dad, see you later, I have to go back to school!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we wait an entire WEEK (this felt like an eternity to her) until her first day of school (yesterday). &lt;br /&gt;- The night before we pick out and hang up her school outfit (this is required given her intense "preferences" for her ensembles each day... without prior night coordination I was terrified we might have WW3 on our hands in the morning). &amp;nbsp;We packed her backpack with her "indoor shoes" that she will wear while at school, her extra changes of clothes, diapers, and wipes. &lt;br /&gt;- Morning of she awoke well rested, requesting "german pancakes" (of course) and got dressed "all by herself". &amp;nbsp;She has now mastered getting ALL her clothes on, shoes, jacket, and one glove. &amp;nbsp;She is so determined to get everything by herself. &amp;nbsp;Really helpful and cute, I must admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cCOMqUBhKrI/Tw4Yn_xMipI/AAAAAAAAZgs/0cRBCT6dN8c/s1600/IMG_6665.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cCOMqUBhKrI/Tw4Yn_xMipI/AAAAAAAAZgs/0cRBCT6dN8c/s640/IMG_6665.jpg" width="368" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day one of school:&lt;br /&gt;- I take pictures of her at our house all dressed up and we talk about the manners we are going to use, I remind her of &amp;nbsp;her teachers names and tell her to be nice to her friends and share.&lt;br /&gt;- We arrive at school, she SHRIEKS as we pull in the parking lot and exclaims, "this is my school!!!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;- As we stand in front of the school I ask her to stop and take her picture and she says, "no pictures mom, I want to go inside!"&lt;br /&gt;- She walks in like she owns the place, heads straight to her room and we find the teacher, Miss Chelsea and see that they have made a cubby for her jacket and belongings. &amp;nbsp;She is very excited to hang up her things. &lt;br /&gt;- As we put on our "inside shoes" she can hardly sit still. &amp;nbsp;She smiles at Miss Chelsea as she greets her and then Sully pops his head out of the classroom and giggles at Matine, she giggles back and she looks at me and says, "bye mom, you have to go to work now." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F6EeR3wETNg/Tw4ZC6FDOXI/AAAAAAAAZg0/Kn-n8sOxe7M/s1600/IMG_6668.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F6EeR3wETNg/Tw4ZC6FDOXI/AAAAAAAAZg0/Kn-n8sOxe7M/s640/IMG_6668.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was it. &amp;nbsp;Sully put his hand on her back and led her into the classroom (which they tell me he did all day) and I watched as she sat right down with her friends and started playing at the table. &amp;nbsp;I hear she calls Sully, "her boy" to all the teachers and other friends in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I came back at 12:30 she had eaten her lunch and protested leaving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves it. &amp;nbsp;She was totally wiped out and took a nice long nap when we got home, but was eager and excited to go the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On day Two, she started telling me BEFORE we even parked the car "mom, don't take my picture." &amp;nbsp;I am ALREADY embarrassing my child. &amp;nbsp;I think she might start asking me to drop her off 3 blocks away from school by next week. &amp;nbsp; As we were putting on her shoes and hanging up coats three kids walked by and said, "hi Matine, hi Teen, Hi Matine." &amp;nbsp;And of course, she smiled, waved and said hi back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nFHKlKPE1Wc/Tw4Zb16liCI/AAAAAAAAZg8/vlAQ97s00jY/s1600/IMG_6669.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nFHKlKPE1Wc/Tw4Zb16liCI/AAAAAAAAZg8/vlAQ97s00jY/s640/IMG_6669.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Miss Chelsea&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;On day two I went 30 minutes early to peek in and see what lunch time was like. &amp;nbsp;She was scarfing down her mac and cheese, carrots and oranges and apparently she had eaten FOUR carrots earlier in the day. &amp;nbsp; When she is at home she chews them up and then spits them out in corners....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess little Miss Social was ready for school and this next phase of her life. &amp;nbsp;I am so happy there were no "transition" problems... at least, there are none on HER end! &amp;nbsp;Momma needs a little counseling after all this, but the kid is fine. &amp;nbsp;Just fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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Enjoying her New Year in the Park&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w5O5TcyvNLA/TweyhigEKdI/AAAAAAAAZcg/vmoLjj1nfrM/s1600/IMG_6594.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w5O5TcyvNLA/TweyhigEKdI/AAAAAAAAZcg/vmoLjj1nfrM/s640/IMG_6594.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our little wildlife expert. &amp;nbsp; Looking like a pro, hanging out the window.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we go to take our kid into Yellowstone for the day ... just for fun. &amp;nbsp;Just to watch some wildlife. &amp;nbsp;And by wildlife I mean WOLVES, and elk, and bison, and big horn sheep! &amp;nbsp;Seriously. &amp;nbsp;Very cool. &amp;nbsp;Being the little mimic and animal lover she is, she soaked up every little bit of the day. &amp;nbsp;She insisted on wearing her binoculars "noculars" around her neck all day and she kept them pointed at the hills, sky and road. &amp;nbsp;She commented and told us all the things she thinks she was seeing. &amp;nbsp;Most of it was pretty accurate (buffalo, birds, otters, elk), but she did tell us that she saw a "kangaroo" in the Lamar Valley at one point. &amp;nbsp;Heck, maybe she did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k0a6U7H4PpM/TweyoWiDNwI/AAAAAAAAZcw/SZIVOW51iv4/s1600/IMG_6587.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k0a6U7H4PpM/TweyoWiDNwI/AAAAAAAAZcw/SZIVOW51iv4/s640/IMG_6587.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The beautiful Lamar Valley - might be my favorite place on earth&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BcNVZi6ZmNI/TweyrFjhawI/AAAAAAAAZc8/Z6xIWWdTqNY/s1600/IMG_6609.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BcNVZi6ZmNI/TweyrFjhawI/AAAAAAAAZc8/Z6xIWWdTqNY/s640/IMG_6609.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peter, Nana Joellyn and Mattie... In Soda Butte&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0xRPYaB7rAk/Tweytj7ZtVI/AAAAAAAAZdE/fO62AflhvH8/s1600/IMG_6612.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0xRPYaB7rAk/Tweytj7ZtVI/AAAAAAAAZdE/fO62AflhvH8/s640/IMG_6612.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Snow fun.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;It was a gorgeous day. &amp;nbsp;Temps ranged from the teens to the 30's, sunny, no wind, and no traffic. &amp;nbsp;Not that there is really ever "traffic" in Yellowstone in the winter, but what this means for us: &amp;nbsp;we can stop in the middle of the road and gawk at things without being bothered for a good 10 minutes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5m_vmj1tJxE/TweywbrMT-I/AAAAAAAAZdM/D5mCCmgzNKQ/s1600/IMG_6620.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5m_vmj1tJxE/TweywbrMT-I/AAAAAAAAZdM/D5mCCmgzNKQ/s640/IMG_6620.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I see the wolves!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wl3Z-eTbQI4/Tweyy4Po84I/AAAAAAAAZdU/cEo4-iBm6gQ/s1600/IMG_6622.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wl3Z-eTbQI4/Tweyy4Po84I/AAAAAAAAZdU/cEo4-iBm6gQ/s640/IMG_6622.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mastering her 60x spotting scope skills!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Mattie loved using her noculars and the scope all day and didn't' stop giving a running commentary of everything we saw. &amp;nbsp;She loved eating lunch out of the back of the car and going for little mini hikes in the snow. &amp;nbsp;She was throwing ice balls over the hill to "feed the buffalo" at one point as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MvuYRSIN0dk/Twey0uOzxpI/AAAAAAAAZdc/PjK2blY7ae0/s1600/IMG_6625.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MvuYRSIN0dk/Twey0uOzxpI/AAAAAAAAZdc/PjK2blY7ae0/s640/IMG_6625.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Buffalo&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;After spending &amp;nbsp;most of the day in the Lamar Valley and Soda Butte, watching 2 different wolf packs (they are AMAZING!), we decided to move on and go to Mammoth and walk the thermal features on the terraces. &amp;nbsp;It was great. &amp;nbsp;Mattie is into dragons these days and with all the smoke and sulpher smells from the thermal pools, she was convinced that was where the "dragons lived." &amp;nbsp;I tell you, her logic and imagination both amaze me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jgmbIi7KbNQ/Twey3lFrV9I/AAAAAAAAZdk/se7ghJ6zXtU/s1600/IMG_6644.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jgmbIi7KbNQ/Twey3lFrV9I/AAAAAAAAZdk/se7ghJ6zXtU/s640/IMG_6644.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where the "dragons live"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VE_smqP1rp0/Twey7dSEYhI/AAAAAAAAZds/E5U3_aNz4Do/s1600/IMG_6646.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VE_smqP1rp0/Twey7dSEYhI/AAAAAAAAZds/E5U3_aNz4Do/s640/IMG_6646.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This of course would be where they laid their eggs!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My heart was full today. &amp;nbsp;There is nothing better than showing your child what the "real world" is like. &amp;nbsp;Next to teaching her to love herself and others, instilling a love of this place in her will be the greatest thing I do as her mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xbRDmJ6pLgI/Twey9NgvpaI/AAAAAAAAZd0/hFjCqCT1SI4/s1600/IMG_6652.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xbRDmJ6pLgI/Twey9NgvpaI/AAAAAAAAZd0/hFjCqCT1SI4/s640/IMG_6652.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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but for the most part they disappear to "shoot monsters" &amp;nbsp;"jump on beds" and play with all their Christmas toys. &amp;nbsp;We can't keep clothes on Matine this trip (shocker) so most of the time she is feral in diaper only. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rVBulW7jNJc/Tv9Bl_s6teI/AAAAAAAAZag/kuSygvwBiMo/s1600/IMG_6549.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rVBulW7jNJc/Tv9Bl_s6teI/AAAAAAAAZag/kuSygvwBiMo/s400/IMG_6549.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nZ3vi7fbXBw/Tv9BnvuDDcI/AAAAAAAAZao/MXEF9y0cu74/s1600/IMG_6550.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nZ3vi7fbXBw/Tv9BnvuDDcI/AAAAAAAAZao/MXEF9y0cu74/s400/IMG_6550.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;We have a little bit of snow so they get kicked outside as much as possible to sled, throw snowballs, or their declared favorite activity of "falling in the snow." &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;We went to Elkhorn Hot Springs in the Pioneer Mountains yesterday (a first for most of us) and it was heaven. &amp;nbsp;Snow all around, warm water and happy swimming babies. &amp;nbsp;Jhett and Matine are FISH and couldn't get enough. &amp;nbsp;Cash is still on the fence as to whether he really likes the water or not. &amp;nbsp; We have already planned a trip back to Elk Horn to rent a cabin and soak more. &amp;nbsp;There is a ton of cross country skiing practically out the cabin doors, a cute restaurant, and of course, hot natural spring water! &amp;nbsp; 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This was taken on Christmas Eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0YST8as_Q_0/Tvui6LTAI2I/AAAAAAAAZZw/LjKVUEsR1Ok/s1600/408661_267487236640459_254418067947376_671189_663425038_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="275" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0YST8as_Q_0/Tvui6LTAI2I/AAAAAAAAZZw/LjKVUEsR1Ok/s400/408661_267487236640459_254418067947376_671189_663425038_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I stole this picture from Melynda's Facebook page and she did NOT take it... artist unknown.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is filled with equally beautiful and FUN people. &amp;nbsp; Dorel threw a super chic 60's cocktail / holiday party earlier in the month. &amp;nbsp;It was fabulous and oh so much fun to dress up fancy and imagine us all living the hippy / mod life of the 60's. &amp;nbsp;Great night. &amp;nbsp;And as always, fantastic people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Je2CO2DTSM/Tvuhu765DwI/AAAAAAAAZXk/xOgRIQq0kxk/s1600/IMG_6411.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Je2CO2DTSM/Tvuhu765DwI/AAAAAAAAZXk/xOgRIQq0kxk/s400/IMG_6411.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dorel and Deena&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_4owB96xggM/TvuhvuyBw-I/AAAAAAAAZXs/i1cc60wKK9U/s1600/IMG_6412.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_4owB96xggM/TvuhvuyBw-I/AAAAAAAAZXs/i1cc60wKK9U/s400/IMG_6412.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kevin, Chad, Mike and Henry --- so adorable.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3lrtrAvxEmI/TvuhwG_R4LI/AAAAAAAAZX0/IHVJb8xT1uw/s1600/IMG_6413.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3lrtrAvxEmI/TvuhwG_R4LI/AAAAAAAAZX0/IHVJb8xT1uw/s400/IMG_6413.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jim and Henry - showing the 2 sides of the 60's.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0ROV9tc4yf8/TvuhwxNy3wI/AAAAAAAAZX8/Aa8OcHkJZ2I/s1600/IMG_6414.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0ROV9tc4yf8/TvuhwxNy3wI/AAAAAAAAZX8/Aa8OcHkJZ2I/s400/IMG_6414.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sally and Kathy and Mike Kasic&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q53aBZ1d5PE/TvuhxTNIMkI/AAAAAAAAZYE/RdXvTQO7cGM/s1600/IMG_6415.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q53aBZ1d5PE/TvuhxTNIMkI/AAAAAAAAZYE/RdXvTQO7cGM/s400/IMG_6415.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lauren and Kyra! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K_GOy-BpI2I/TvuhyIVYJUI/AAAAAAAAZYM/Z7vK0W5tpNk/s1600/IMG_6416.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K_GOy-BpI2I/TvuhyIVYJUI/AAAAAAAAZYM/Z7vK0W5tpNk/s400/IMG_6416.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chantelle and Meriweather&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xVhgYLifJsc/TvuhzFqfR_I/AAAAAAAAZYc/WvAoQapjpds/s1600/IMG_6418.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xVhgYLifJsc/TvuhzFqfR_I/AAAAAAAAZYc/WvAoQapjpds/s400/IMG_6418.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chad and his extra dirty Martini&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vrx3c7yIhwE/Tvuhz0aHPaI/AAAAAAAAZYk/zm48xuZk2aI/s1600/IMG_6419.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vrx3c7yIhwE/Tvuhz0aHPaI/AAAAAAAAZYk/zm48xuZk2aI/s400/IMG_6419.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kissing O'Connors&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fy7gM-JPjh8/Tvuh0xyBRmI/AAAAAAAAZYs/IzSO6NBwtXI/s1600/IMG_6420.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fy7gM-JPjh8/Tvuh0xyBRmI/AAAAAAAAZYs/IzSO6NBwtXI/s400/IMG_6420.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;me and Sally&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JTHd6IaMXKY/Tvuh1rjJg6I/AAAAAAAAZY0/u8b2kUX1jq4/s1600/IMG_6422.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JTHd6IaMXKY/Tvuh1rjJg6I/AAAAAAAAZY0/u8b2kUX1jq4/s400/IMG_6422.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby got some sparkles that night!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X1PS80g73eI/Tvuh2BBHXTI/AAAAAAAAZY8/UrF6izMnj-8/s1600/IMG_6423.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X1PS80g73eI/Tvuh2BBHXTI/AAAAAAAAZY8/UrF6izMnj-8/s400/IMG_6423.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chad and Amy&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yVdIetAu2C0/Tvuh4f_FmNI/AAAAAAAAZZU/ywfolvvPkiU/s1600/IMG_6426.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yVdIetAu2C0/Tvuh4f_FmNI/AAAAAAAAZZU/ywfolvvPkiU/s400/IMG_6426.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;the scene&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QzXtTWtF6wA/Tvuh5JFhq_I/AAAAAAAAZZc/4zAZ_yGX6Gc/s1600/IMG_6427.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QzXtTWtF6wA/Tvuh5JFhq_I/AAAAAAAAZZc/4zAZ_yGX6Gc/s400/IMG_6427.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jen, Sally and Meriweather ... oh ladies, you just look so chic.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rG-iO9Ff33M/Tvuhs_W762I/AAAAAAAAZXM/BuTotiBduG4/s1600/IMG_6408.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; 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I have 2 books, the computer, a camera, some card games, and NO problem watching a million movies if I want to.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This kid, just like Mattie, is getting used to the Howell way in utero - go, go, and more go! I spent 4 hours on Monday skiing with Matine.  I really should use the term loosely.  Skiing with a 2.5 year old means holding her while in a crouched position as she slides down the hill, playing cat and mouse games while skiing backwards, LOTS of lifting her out of the snow, falling in the snow (because "it's fun mom, fall with me!"), and bending over, up and down, putting on skis, carrying gear, and tracking down hats, gloves and helmets.  ALL well worth it to see the pure thrill on her face when she is "skiing" but that day alone would wipe most 23 week pregnant mommas out for a good day.  Add that to the excitement and NON STOP talking, walking, entertaining with my dad and bro and I am whooped!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here I am - Pete has Mattie on the ranch somewhere looking at horses and I am taking photo booth pics of my belly for the adoring blog readers who actually care what my burgeoning body looks like with Baby Howell #2.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ELDLKP-fM_I/TvuN8uh0GKI/AAAAAAAAZW4/FZRBewY04js/s1600/Photo+on+12-28-11+at+2.43+PM+%25233.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ELDLKP-fM_I/TvuN8uh0GKI/AAAAAAAAZW4/FZRBewY04js/s400/Photo+on+12-28-11+at+2.43+PM+%25233.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rAWvtXIEjKY/TvuN9rRXwNI/AAAAAAAAZXA/7XKc_MDWFzk/s1600/Photo+on+12-28-11+at+2.43+PM.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rAWvtXIEjKY/TvuN9rRXwNI/AAAAAAAAZXA/7XKc_MDWFzk/s400/Photo+on+12-28-11+at+2.43+PM.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling great. &amp;nbsp;No more tiredness that normal, no weird cravings or pains. &amp;nbsp;I am experiencing the Braxton Hicks contractions ALOT and have been for a week or so. I get them every hour or so and they are quite noticeable. &amp;nbsp;My mother, the nurse and concerned parent, insists I need to slow down and rest more. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;This baby is a MOVER! &amp;nbsp;She/He is always kicking and turning and &amp;nbsp;moving around. &amp;nbsp;I feel it all day and night and am having a lot of fun picturing the little thing in there just grooving. &amp;nbsp; My eyes are bigger than my belly now ... I feel hungry a lot but I can't get that much in. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mattie is still convinced she has a baby in her belly and likes to check on the one in mine anytime we have Nona's otoscope or stethoscope out. &amp;nbsp;She gets very serious and will put the heart beat thing up to the belly, the ear pieces in and she quietly listens to the sounds. &amp;nbsp;The other day I asked her what she heard, what the baby was saying? &amp;nbsp; Her reply was: &amp;nbsp;the baby is saying, "whaaa whaaaa." &amp;nbsp;We laughed really hard. &amp;nbsp; I guess she was listening to me when I explained the baby might cry sometimes when it comes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also insists that the baby in my belly is a "boy" and when asked what the baby's name was the other day, she very confidently proclaimed, "Horace." &amp;nbsp;Hmmm... that might be at the bottom of the boy list. &amp;nbsp;For those of you keeping track... the baby in HER belly is a girl. &amp;nbsp; She has no name, just "baby girl."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I am bigger with this pregnancy than the last, but then I realize how far along we are and I guess it's not all that strange. &amp;nbsp;I am measuring the same and about the same for weight gain as last time. &amp;nbsp; I am pretty much wearing maternity pants most of the time - they are really MUCH more comfortable than my rubber band trick normal pants. &amp;nbsp; It is just going by so fast I am having a hard time mentally catching up with all the changes in my body!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always, the boobs feel enormous and kind of gross me out. &amp;nbsp;I feel like a cow but know I will be grateful when I have a healthy baby that I can feed on demand. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Baby got some presents for Christmas... A beautiful hand knit blanket from Nana Jo, a cool travel highchair contraption from Peter and I, and a darling Oklahoma onesie from Clark and Sammi. &amp;nbsp; I also found a super soft all white outfit while shopping the other day that I couldn't resist. &amp;nbsp; It's all sinking in and this baby is going to be here in about 16 weeks... HOLY COW! &amp;nbsp; We are going to start getting the baby room ready next week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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Would she like skiing? &amp;nbsp; He says she doesn't have to be great at it, but had to like it. &amp;nbsp;Being the sarcastic ass that he can be, he teases her about not ever being on snow because of her upbringing in the "sands of Baghdad", etc. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rr-jTC31eqI/TvuED9-VVSI/AAAAAAAAZWs/T6VqlscUnYs/s1600/photo-4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rr-jTC31eqI/TvuED9-VVSI/AAAAAAAAZWs/T6VqlscUnYs/s400/photo-4.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Clark and his beauty, Sammi.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sammi passed the test! &amp;nbsp; It was her first ever time on skis and within a few hours she was linking turns, stopping, and skiing all over the bunny hill and beginner lifts. &amp;nbsp; She even managed to smile while doing it. &amp;nbsp; We had a great a time in Red Lodge. &amp;nbsp;The snow was really that good and dad, Clark and I all got some fluffy powder runs in. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I am so happy to get a couple of days in before I am too top heavy to ski safely. &amp;nbsp;The baby (and me) enjoyed that powder and skiing a bit too fast .... Yippee! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed at &lt;a href="http://www.yodelermotel.com/"&gt;The Yodeler Motel&lt;/a&gt; in Red Lodge - great place. &amp;nbsp;They are catering to the active/outdoorsy crowd and have in room steam baths, a ski waxing room, hot tub and discount lift tickets. &amp;nbsp;Clean, nice place with great people behind the counter. &amp;nbsp;I will be leaving a great recommendation for this place on the online judgement sites!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cZuxyKpRg4s/TvuDXPxThcI/AAAAAAAAZWU/P0o9rXSBt6s/s1600/cottongimtrio.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cZuxyKpRg4s/TvuDXPxThcI/AAAAAAAAZWU/P0o9rXSBt6s/s400/cottongimtrio.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cottongim Ski Club is BACK!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NQ3Q1_0zMz4/TvuDZtkQo3I/AAAAAAAAZWc/DZmqZxO8ZhE/s1600/brooke+and+dad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NQ3Q1_0zMz4/TvuDZtkQo3I/AAAAAAAAZWc/DZmqZxO8ZhE/s400/brooke+and+dad.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and my pops! &amp;nbsp;Love this man.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;The only pics that we took in Red Lodge were with the iPhones. &amp;nbsp;The rest of the week is documented much more thoroughly. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; More to come...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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Here's our weekend. &amp;nbsp;WARNING: &amp;nbsp;there are a LOT of cute kids here.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few pit stops for little boys to pee on fenceposts on the side of the road. &amp;nbsp;Way to go William!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-67npj7eyg-0/Tue68jcpKrI/AAAAAAAAZKQ/XNX8lbcr4_8/s1600/IMG_6290.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-67npj7eyg-0/Tue68jcpKrI/AAAAAAAAZKQ/XNX8lbcr4_8/s400/IMG_6290.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't pass through Judith Gap, MT without stopping at the Mercantile for a milkshake. &amp;nbsp;I apparently have amnesia and never realized that a 4 oz shake is $4.50. &amp;nbsp;Oops. &amp;nbsp;After all kids had to have their own, we almost spent our entire lot before we even got to our destination! &amp;nbsp;But hey, the Journey IS the destination, right? &amp;nbsp;They are good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JO2yfddngTQ/Tue6-kBZyII/AAAAAAAAZKY/lG0Tds2-tLU/s1600/IMG_6301.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JO2yfddngTQ/Tue6-kBZyII/AAAAAAAAZKY/lG0Tds2-tLU/s400/IMG_6301.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cs9Jicz13GM/Tue7EYWpdxI/AAAAAAAAZKg/T_ZJbSXCXak/s1600/IMG_6303.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cs9Jicz13GM/Tue7EYWpdxI/AAAAAAAAZKg/T_ZJbSXCXak/s400/IMG_6303.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Approaching the TRAIN! &amp;nbsp;The location of the tracks is actually in Ware, MT (about 40 minutes) from Lewistown. &amp;nbsp;The road was washed out this year with high water and we had to detour through all sort of beautiful back farm roads to get there. &amp;nbsp;It was really special and we got our sing-on in the car with Mattie. &amp;nbsp;She has informed us she likes the songs with the Baby Jesus in them more than the others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T2jWYEYTvkA/Tue7Gf1WE8I/AAAAAAAAZKo/hVhOF2wmUKg/s1600/IMG_6307.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T2jWYEYTvkA/Tue7Gf1WE8I/AAAAAAAAZKo/hVhOF2wmUKg/s400/IMG_6307.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad and daughter, geared up and ready to board. &amp;nbsp;The kids are told to wear their PJ's and nightgowns, just like the book. &amp;nbsp;It was so cute to see all the kids pile out of their cars in their slippers, hats and PJ's... Some even brought their teddy bears and blankets. &amp;nbsp;Parents are allowed to bring snacks, beer, booze, whatever they need to tide their kids (and selves) over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xih3rYhRWw4/Tue7IxxcEZI/AAAAAAAAZKw/3usdwk3qvHg/s1600/IMG_6309.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xih3rYhRWw4/Tue7IxxcEZI/AAAAAAAAZKw/3usdwk3qvHg/s400/IMG_6309.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tBn_Sc8RIWw/Tue7KyYr9bI/AAAAAAAAZK4/kq42ZUCU_PU/s1600/IMG_6311.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tBn_Sc8RIWw/Tue7KyYr9bI/AAAAAAAAZK4/kq42ZUCU_PU/s400/IMG_6311.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mattie and her BF Audrey&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XAh0lAOz3cg/Tue7MwSXQsI/AAAAAAAAZLA/R483hfyH71M/s1600/IMG_6314.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XAh0lAOz3cg/Tue7MwSXQsI/AAAAAAAAZLA/R483hfyH71M/s400/IMG_6314.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dorrel and Gray&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o44eASHCwqk/Tue7OGWItwI/AAAAAAAAZLI/nowtv0CIIkA/s1600/IMG_6315.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o44eASHCwqk/Tue7OGWItwI/AAAAAAAAZLI/nowtv0CIIkA/s400/IMG_6315.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;William, Logan, Chloe, and Ben (behind his sis) along with all the L-town parents&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DkLDY0eVQOE/Tue7Q6VlnLI/AAAAAAAAZLQ/0Ifq8zEekrQ/s1600/IMG_6323.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DkLDY0eVQOE/Tue7Q6VlnLI/AAAAAAAAZLQ/0Ifq8zEekrQ/s400/IMG_6323.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Albert and Mike aboard the Polar Express&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;Kids were able to kind of run amuck all over the train. &amp;nbsp;It was pretty funny to see. &amp;nbsp;There were a few hot chocolate spills but otherwise they had a great time and we got to visit a bit too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WdQyeg--CnI/Tue7SAjf_uI/AAAAAAAAZLY/doqoi7VzQ1w/s1600/IMG_6330.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WdQyeg--CnI/Tue7SAjf_uI/AAAAAAAAZLY/doqoi7VzQ1w/s400/IMG_6330.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I think the coolest part was when the train finally stopped (after about 1 mile of travel, maybe?) and we were all of a sudden at "The North Pole!" &amp;nbsp;It was some sheds and shacks lit up with lights and Santa walked out of his workshop and waved at all the kids on all the train cars and then GOT ON the train. &amp;nbsp;He spent the next hour or so walking through each car talking to EVERY SINGLE child, collecting their "wish lists" and giving them each a special present. &amp;nbsp;It was pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YrmiS8LatC8/Tue7TFDHvOI/AAAAAAAAZLg/F_oyTYs-ERw/s1600/IMG_6334.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YrmiS8LatC8/Tue7TFDHvOI/AAAAAAAAZLg/F_oyTYs-ERw/s400/IMG_6334.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ijv2p5yEiEU/TufWcjllbQI/AAAAAAAAZMo/YalWkZEUN9w/s1600/378394_2547031947705_1010974506_32660149_1849344237_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ijv2p5yEiEU/TufWcjllbQI/AAAAAAAAZMo/YalWkZEUN9w/s400/378394_2547031947705_1010974506_32660149_1849344237_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;having fun....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SaFJ7pmuNDs/Tue7UQzx58I/AAAAAAAAZLo/ZAQXOokqipQ/s1600/IMG_6349.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SaFJ7pmuNDs/Tue7UQzx58I/AAAAAAAAZLo/ZAQXOokqipQ/s400/IMG_6349.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mattie doesn't understand the concept of ASKING Santa for things yet, she just said "thank you" to him when he gave her a hug and talked about giving him her Mardi Gras beads. &amp;nbsp; When he walked back through the car she wanted to give him a "high five." &amp;nbsp;Her first comment when she saw him walk into our train car was, "mom, he's a big guy!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zcNBf4BW9XI/Tue7VP4DyQI/AAAAAAAAZLw/RCwnAKXzCTQ/s1600/IMG_6359.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zcNBf4BW9XI/Tue7VP4DyQI/AAAAAAAAZLw/RCwnAKXzCTQ/s400/IMG_6359.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sophia helping her momma with some Peppermint Scnapps in her hot cocoa. &amp;nbsp;I told you the kids had fun.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;And you know, it's never really a party until someone takes their clothes off! &amp;nbsp;Audrey got us started!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i4qNbT6n7Kw/Tue7V3P0dCI/AAAAAAAAZL4/ZdhI4JrVzqM/s1600/IMG_6362.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i4qNbT6n7Kw/Tue7V3P0dCI/AAAAAAAAZL4/ZdhI4JrVzqM/s400/IMG_6362.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PQs5-Sp2mOo/Tue7Wshx3tI/AAAAAAAAZMA/91bpM2TtvaU/s1600/IMG_6363.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PQs5-Sp2mOo/Tue7Wshx3tI/AAAAAAAAZMA/91bpM2TtvaU/s400/IMG_6363.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;High-fiving Santa - which made him chuckle and comment on her cuteness.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;After we all deboarded the Polar Express it was back to the retro-fabulous Yogo Inn. &amp;nbsp;We got the block of rooms that surrounded the indoor pool. &amp;nbsp;Our 20 plus children and 16 parents hung out, taking turns of making sure kids weren't drowning or jumping off of balconies. &amp;nbsp; I am crossing my fingers that Matine doesn't get some strange disease after we caught her licking the handrails into the pool. &amp;nbsp;Ick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p70q82698fw/Tue7XcotyDI/AAAAAAAAZMI/tcOnBCjR_s8/s1600/IMG_6366.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p70q82698fw/Tue7XcotyDI/AAAAAAAAZMI/tcOnBCjR_s8/s400/IMG_6366.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids went crazy. &amp;nbsp;Hopping from hot tub to pool, hot laps around the large carpeted area (yes it is carpeted around the pool... ick, again). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ONVqW7r2wIw/Tue7YVK28TI/AAAAAAAAZMQ/KJILQBE0zCE/s1600/IMG_6370.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ONVqW7r2wIw/Tue7YVK28TI/AAAAAAAAZMQ/KJILQBE0zCE/s400/IMG_6370.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter did a great job of swimming with Matine. &amp;nbsp;She learned to kick like an Olympic swimmer with those floaties. &amp;nbsp;It wasn't until she got out of the pool that I realized why she might have been kicking so hard.... The wedgie up her butt perhaps? &amp;nbsp; Pete had put her suit on backwards and she looked like a cute little Brazilian swimsuit model with a thong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O8HlEGvtb7k/Tue7ZS2gCKI/AAAAAAAAZMY/MycrcLirHcY/s1600/IMG_6377.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O8HlEGvtb7k/Tue7ZS2gCKI/AAAAAAAAZMY/MycrcLirHcY/s400/IMG_6377.JPG" width="243" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;So cute I can't stand it!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;And here we are, at the geographic center of Montana! &amp;nbsp; Having the Christmas memories of our lives!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r989h1sgVg8/Tue7aS7zaoI/AAAAAAAAZMg/387-OiiKMRg/s1600/IMG_6378.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r989h1sgVg8/Tue7aS7zaoI/AAAAAAAAZMg/387-OiiKMRg/s400/IMG_6378.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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BAKE MORE!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;She has showed amazing restraint and not opened a single present under the tree. &amp;nbsp;One little box had a corner torn off and she showed me she did it before I even had to ask her about it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;We took her to see the local production of "Annie" one weekend. &amp;nbsp;That was hilarious. &amp;nbsp;4 moms, 7 kids ... it was a bit of a junk show! &amp;nbsp;The kids actually did a great job, considering. &amp;nbsp;Some ants in the pants and some very LOUD, "where's Annie, I want more songs!" in the quiet theater, but we weren't (formally) asked to leave! &amp;nbsp;Victory! &amp;nbsp; Matine was singing, "tomorrow, tomorrow, I love ya" over and over for days!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Last Friday was Livingston's Christmas Stroll (check out &lt;a href="http://www.travelingmel.com/index.php/TravelingMel/2011/12/07/holiday-stroll-1"&gt;Melynda's Stroll Post HERE&lt;/a&gt;) This is the great Northern Tradition of bundling your children up in so many layers they can hardly move, walking down Mainstreet and visiting all the Shops and Galleries and seeing all your friends who have been hiding since the Winds of Livingston started to blow (in early November). &amp;nbsp; The furniture store has Santa and Mrs Claus and do pictures on Santa's lap, the Title Company has a really creepy Frosty the Snowman (who we skipped entirely this year), the local Arts Center has a fun craft for kids (which the parents had to do because it involved hot glue guns), and the Historic Murray Hotel has carolers from the Highschool and a fun reading of the Polar Express. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2Z6C6Pdscy0/Tt_p7me016I/AAAAAAAAY60/AP6L4nnxkLk/s1600/IMG_6245.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2Z6C6Pdscy0/Tt_p7me016I/AAAAAAAAY60/AP6L4nnxkLk/s400/IMG_6245.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The "kids" activity that parents had to do .... hmmm&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wgajdc5-8T8/Tt_p8aV7lDI/AAAAAAAAY68/K-uw8W67CFY/s1600/IMG_6247.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wgajdc5-8T8/Tt_p8aV7lDI/AAAAAAAAY68/K-uw8W67CFY/s400/IMG_6247.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Making a pinecone ornament with Dad.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wOGI8MEYk-4/Tt_p9XwpPLI/AAAAAAAAY7E/fqDQxi56cn8/s1600/IMG_6256.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wOGI8MEYk-4/Tt_p9XwpPLI/AAAAAAAAY7E/fqDQxi56cn8/s400/IMG_6256.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hanging out after seeing Santa&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-md2j1l6kzqE/Tt_p-IKL5SI/AAAAAAAAY7M/ya5kRxIbtjk/s1600/IMG_6262.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-md2j1l6kzqE/Tt_p-IKL5SI/AAAAAAAAY7M/ya5kRxIbtjk/s400/IMG_6262.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Listening to the Polar Express with 1/2 of Livingston&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EHUT-QLOe3g/Tt_p-5If5HI/AAAAAAAAY7U/p5M4oWrqPvc/s1600/IMG_6264.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EHUT-QLOe3g/Tt_p-5If5HI/AAAAAAAAY7U/p5M4oWrqPvc/s400/IMG_6264.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;All of our friends&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;The stroll was MUCH more exciting than in years past and seems to be growing. &amp;nbsp;This could be because I saw a set of triplets and 3 sets of twins within 20 minutes and 1 block (it's in the water man!). &amp;nbsp;The Murray reading was standing room only and packed to the gills. &amp;nbsp;Most of the downtown shops stayed open late and we even swarmed a restaurant and ate $3 pizzas at 8pm! &amp;nbsp; We literally took the entire restaurant over with 8 families and about 10 kids under 5 years of age! &amp;nbsp;They LOVED us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ab__lbXwVlI/Tt_p_j8dv0I/AAAAAAAAY7c/ignmesb_Agg/s1600/IMG_6269.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ab__lbXwVlI/Tt_p_j8dv0I/AAAAAAAAY7c/ignmesb_Agg/s400/IMG_6269.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Matine ALWAYS thrilled for a date-night with "her Logan." &amp;nbsp;Clearly she was telling him something important here.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sWDijTwBN38/Tt_qAV0jigI/AAAAAAAAY7k/uDim9iJRXwI/s1600/IMG_6270.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sWDijTwBN38/Tt_qAV0jigI/AAAAAAAAY7k/uDim9iJRXwI/s400/IMG_6270.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Shoutis', Earls, Lynn's, Ericksons, Rogers', Vandergrift's, Howell's and Drimals&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Other than that, we are enjoying our cozy mornings, hot tea, German pancakes, art projects, and occasional walks in the snow before it blows away. &amp;nbsp; I hear that Bridger Bowl will be opening this weekend, so we will hopefully be skiing by next weekend!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; 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margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-teZOI7ljPko/TtUWwJ8aamI/AAAAAAAAY4c/v1QaZrv0CqQ/s1600/IMG_6192.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-teZOI7ljPko/TtUWwJ8aamI/AAAAAAAAY4c/v1QaZrv0CqQ/s400/IMG_6192.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jhett, Joellyn, Cash, and Amy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_HVJtnmIchA/TtUWcyUY4xI/AAAAAAAAY4U/vnw_ibMi1-c/s1600/IMG_6191.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_HVJtnmIchA/TtUWcyUY4xI/AAAAAAAAY4U/vnw_ibMi1-c/s400/IMG_6191.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;3 generations of Buell / Howell gals&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7GnLQZTlK1o/TtUXKi-dW_I/AAAAAAAAY4k/JjKEwjCnSa8/s1600/IMG_6193.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7GnLQZTlK1o/TtUXKi-dW_I/AAAAAAAAY4k/JjKEwjCnSa8/s400/IMG_6193.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nana Jo with 2 of her 3 grand babies.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gpOsRmEBEgA/TtUXcr-yfUI/AAAAAAAAY4s/R0TKuG439pI/s1600/IMG_6194.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gpOsRmEBEgA/TtUXcr-yfUI/AAAAAAAAY4s/R0TKuG439pI/s400/IMG_6194.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;me and my gal&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O7I2N8TJ4no/TtUX0dOdqWI/AAAAAAAAY44/G6JP7JGLxhc/s1600/IMG_6197.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O7I2N8TJ4no/TtUX0dOdqWI/AAAAAAAAY44/G6JP7JGLxhc/s400/IMG_6197.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vroom vroom&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;And &amp;nbsp;now, if you are having a hard time getting into the Holiday spirit , just check out these pics of Mattie with the horses. &amp;nbsp;It could melt any cold heart out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z2TJgZGwKK0/TtUYK9a6mGI/AAAAAAAAY5A/w5Y2FcDcBMQ/s1600/IMG_6203.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z2TJgZGwKK0/TtUYK9a6mGI/AAAAAAAAY5A/w5Y2FcDcBMQ/s400/IMG_6203.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7haWN6f2tjA/TtUYjjHB9YI/AAAAAAAAY5I/3UX7rph7RtM/s1600/IMG_6204.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7haWN6f2tjA/TtUYjjHB9YI/AAAAAAAAY5I/3UX7rph7RtM/s400/IMG_6204.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UfslJvypbE4/TtUY7rzr2JI/AAAAAAAAY5Q/vUEkmS5As2w/s1600/IMG_6207.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UfslJvypbE4/TtUY7rzr2JI/AAAAAAAAY5Q/vUEkmS5As2w/s400/IMG_6207.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sb-K8D-STsE/TtUZ6-F8IrI/AAAAAAAAY5s/baouA-sznLY/s1600/IMG_6213.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sb-K8D-STsE/TtUZ6-F8IrI/AAAAAAAAY5s/baouA-sznLY/s400/IMG_6213.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7inw4CpGAyQ/TtUZlTL26jI/AAAAAAAAY5k/6nfMQ27Fge0/s1600/IMG_6212.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7inw4CpGAyQ/TtUZlTL26jI/AAAAAAAAY5k/6nfMQ27Fge0/s400/IMG_6212.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H3cI-Xzgb3g/TtUZPfQaXQI/AAAAAAAAY5c/vrG7H0rD3Pc/s1600/IMG_6211.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H3cI-Xzgb3g/TtUZPfQaXQI/AAAAAAAAY5c/vrG7H0rD3Pc/s400/IMG_6211.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w5ZfJ2uNrSQ/TtUaJEw4fNI/AAAAAAAAY50/aQVeYTlTrs8/s1600/IMG_6214.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w5ZfJ2uNrSQ/TtUaJEw4fNI/AAAAAAAAY50/aQVeYTlTrs8/s400/IMG_6214.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is SO darn cute.... Mini Amy.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;Room full of great people - Scrabble anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MN_BeyV7N-I/TtUab02jJXI/AAAAAAAAY58/07SP7KkFImU/s1600/IMG_6215.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MN_BeyV7N-I/TtUab02jJXI/AAAAAAAAY58/07SP7KkFImU/s400/IMG_6215.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QSD-bJBU-JQ/TtUayL14qVI/AAAAAAAAY6M/AiKWhKq_dAg/s1600/IMG_6216.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QSD-bJBU-JQ/TtUayL14qVI/AAAAAAAAY6M/AiKWhKq_dAg/s400/IMG_6216.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Naps for friend Brett... he made himself right at home.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mattie and Cash were really into watching the Lion King. &amp;nbsp;Mattie had never seen it. &amp;nbsp;She loved it. &amp;nbsp;It was a bit hard explaining to a 2-year old what was wrong with the "daddy king" lion when he was trampled to death .... Thanks Disney!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qMTsrU3uec0/TtUbDoxH2oI/AAAAAAAAY6U/WItiYwforW0/s1600/IMG_6220.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qMTsrU3uec0/TtUbDoxH2oI/AAAAAAAAY6U/WItiYwforW0/s400/IMG_6220.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H-oRK2thNcU/TsaeQFrmqrI/AAAAAAAAY2s/3KTDSQg4UnI/s1600/IMG_6130.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H-oRK2thNcU/TsaeQFrmqrI/AAAAAAAAY2s/3KTDSQg4UnI/s400/IMG_6130.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just an everyday house outfit... An homage to kermit apparently&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PplMDZriiBE/TsaemIW600I/AAAAAAAAY20/pdOoAxL-rpY/s1600/IMG_6136.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PplMDZriiBE/TsaemIW600I/AAAAAAAAY20/pdOoAxL-rpY/s400/IMG_6136.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of my fans... the tutu puppy ensemble!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YjBiIR2KTIM/Tsae8sMdXEI/AAAAAAAAY3A/Dw1K_1nOOzQ/s1600/IMG_6137.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YjBiIR2KTIM/Tsae8sMdXEI/AAAAAAAAY3A/Dw1K_1nOOzQ/s400/IMG_6137.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EiLV9cpdVkE/TsafQaE89XI/AAAAAAAAY3I/xSGbzBAHN2U/s1600/IMG_6140.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EiLV9cpdVkE/TsafQaE89XI/AAAAAAAAY3I/xSGbzBAHN2U/s400/IMG_6140.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fUQWxAtEwLU/TsaflyaPAQI/AAAAAAAAY3Q/CTDzlgyRtPI/s1600/IMG_6146.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fUQWxAtEwLU/TsaflyaPAQI/AAAAAAAAY3Q/CTDzlgyRtPI/s400/IMG_6146.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Heels, boots and Mary Poppins hat ... ready for the paparazzi!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0guEFMs6jm4/Tsaf9RHVNiI/AAAAAAAAY3Y/IJ0se7pilXA/s1600/IMG_6151.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0guEFMs6jm4/Tsaf9RHVNiI/AAAAAAAAY3Y/IJ0se7pilXA/s400/IMG_6151.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Playing my little ponies while wearing her bee-hat and undies.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Now, dress up is MUCH more fun when you have friends to dress up too. &amp;nbsp;Audrey spent Friday morning with us, and I could hardly keep up with all the costume changes this duo had up their sleeves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AM-jyFkOEbg/TsagRrqhGOI/AAAAAAAAY3k/AmJiTNYcKiw/s1600/IMG_6167.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AM-jyFkOEbg/TsagRrqhGOI/AAAAAAAAY3k/AmJiTNYcKiw/s400/IMG_6167.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-00EKbx_5PrM/TsagnKzpuBI/AAAAAAAAY3s/XA0qsSmmSFo/s1600/IMG_6172.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-00EKbx_5PrM/TsagnKzpuBI/AAAAAAAAY3s/XA0qsSmmSFo/s400/IMG_6172.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because it was cold in the house, apparently.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; 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Mattie proceeds to babble on about the beach, being in an airplane, her daddy, and a million other things that run through her overactive two year old brain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nice couple starts telling her that they have grandkids her age. &amp;nbsp;Mattie is very interested in "their kids" at this point and asks all about them. &amp;nbsp;Like every good grandma, the woman pulls out a picture of "her kids" from her wallet and shows Matine. &amp;nbsp;Mattie takes the picture and examines it closely, studying it, smiling and then saids, "aw, they are cute," and hands her the picture back. &amp;nbsp;The couple and about 12 other passengers have been listening and start to laugh and are now really paying attention to this funny two year old carrying on a very legitimate and adult like conversation (all clearly spoken and comprehensible). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few more minutes of questions, talking, and funny kid conversation, Mattie bends down to our seat and takes the kleenex that we have been using to wipe her face and nose. &amp;nbsp;It is no ordinary kleenex. &amp;nbsp;It is one of the cute ones which only my mother finds and gives me. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;It has a cartoon baby on it reading a book that says, "how to raise parents." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fZHyXP47EJI/TsAImNUUdsI/AAAAAAAAY0M/nrX0PEbXA9Q/s1600/Photo+on+11-13-11+at+10.56+AM.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fZHyXP47EJI/TsAImNUUdsI/AAAAAAAAY0M/nrX0PEbXA9Q/s400/Photo+on+11-13-11+at+10.56+AM.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mattie grabs the kleenex, holds it up to the couple and says, "these are my boys." &amp;nbsp;The little gal just had to show off HER kids to these folks too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought the entire back of the plane was going to die of laughter. &amp;nbsp;I could not believe she did this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That just about sums up the personality of our kiddo. &amp;nbsp;Funny, smart girl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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Objective:  Montana adventure.  They white water rafted (burr), fly fished and tried to see as much as they could in 4 days.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mattie was in HEAVEN!  She adores her Uncle and then to have two of his friends (who both have little kids) with him to dote, wrestle, and play with her.  Heaven.  These boys took over bed time story duty and let me tell you -  Where the Wild Things Are has never been read with more enthusiasm - ever!  It was a super fun mini-week.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PTIKYAM8wzc/TrQQi0JnSTI/AAAAAAAAYzE/7EbF54Xu-QQ/s1600/IMG_5494.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PTIKYAM8wzc/TrQQi0JnSTI/AAAAAAAAYzE/7EbF54Xu-QQ/s400/IMG_5494.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fishing in Yellowstone National Park - Clark, Jeremy and Michael&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B8oSJI8KH6o/TrQQjpkP-UI/AAAAAAAAYzM/fHMR_Fat6Ok/s1600/IMG_5495.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIny3vOVGAM/TrQQlQ7nFNI/AAAAAAAAYzc/5U9gse0q3Ts/s400/IMG_5499.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z06gkeYMFWc/TrQQmV9wdmI/AAAAAAAAYzk/_Sbq93NbMWo/s1600/IMG_5502.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z06gkeYMFWc/TrQQmV9wdmI/AAAAAAAAYzk/_Sbq93NbMWo/s400/IMG_5502.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-29wYONFI5vk/TrQQnUxH6-I/AAAAAAAAYzs/uQgfctHv5kc/s1600/IMG_5508.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-29wYONFI5vk/TrQQnUxH6-I/AAAAAAAAYzs/uQgfctHv5kc/s400/IMG_5508.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OxB33xg5HYI/TrQQoSjgkKI/AAAAAAAAYz0/ALbZEccvwn4/s1600/IMG_5510.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OxB33xg5HYI/TrQQoSjgkKI/AAAAAAAAYz0/ALbZEccvwn4/s400/IMG_5510.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;rocks and dirt. &amp;nbsp;heaven.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhbY7rj22fk/TrQQpKFo_xI/AAAAAAAAYz8/rCKu72_IYGk/s1600/IMG_5511.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhbY7rj22fk/TrQQpKFo_xI/AAAAAAAAYz8/rCKu72_IYGk/s400/IMG_5511.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;those cheeks!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; 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I never in a million years dreamed I would have such &amp;nbsp;"girly" girl. &amp;nbsp; I have to admit, it is a LOT of fun! &amp;nbsp;I am astonished at how much of it is just engrained and part of her DNA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves dress up, make-up, brushing hair, pretty things, clip on earrings (like my grandmother wore), necklaces, pretty shoes, barbies, and pink. &amp;nbsp;She stands on the toilet every day and "puts on my makeup." &amp;nbsp;Yesterday, I left the bathroom while she was still pretending with her makeup and it got really quiet after about 1 minute. &amp;nbsp;I shout back to her and ask her what she was doing - her reply: &amp;nbsp;"Oh, just putting some mascara on my boobies." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today she can Audrey are playing "princess" and they both have on veils and dress up dresses and women's size 8 heels. &amp;nbsp;Please remember we live in MONTANA and hardly ever have an occasion to dress up. I guess the Sound of Music, the few weddings we have been two and the half a dozen times she has seen me in a dress has really made an impression! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite is how sweet she is with her "pretty" things. &amp;nbsp;She will find mardi gras beads and come running to me and say, "look out bootifull momma." &amp;nbsp;Or lately with her earrings, she will bring them to me to put on her ears and she will say, "they are berry special." &amp;nbsp; She is so careful with her things and just loves treating them gently and with kindness. &amp;nbsp;I love this about her. &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She breaks into song all the time, usually when playing with her animals, babies, or dressed up. &amp;nbsp;She must be imagining that she is on stage, holding her baby in a nursery, or something. &amp;nbsp;It's precious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some girl moments lately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KEMygwyp7Pw/TrQKjp5pMvI/AAAAAAAAYyQ/LW_qFuZY7oQ/s1600/DSC08627.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KEMygwyp7Pw/TrQKjp5pMvI/AAAAAAAAYyQ/LW_qFuZY7oQ/s400/DSC08627.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DhQvkuLAjf8/TrQKlTXGWQI/AAAAAAAAYyg/W0MGgO0kTMc/s1600/DSC08629.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DhQvkuLAjf8/TrQKlTXGWQI/AAAAAAAAYyg/W0MGgO0kTMc/s400/DSC08629.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RyG796J2BsQ/TrQKmifPwOI/AAAAAAAAYys/Y-1pZ379ixU/s1600/DSC08630.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RyG796J2BsQ/TrQKmifPwOI/AAAAAAAAYys/Y-1pZ379ixU/s400/DSC08630.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QRX7dH_3KpU/TrQKosx7qII/AAAAAAAAYy8/y8Z966QysKY/s1600/DSC08632.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QRX7dH_3KpU/TrQKosx7qII/AAAAAAAAYy8/y8Z966QysKY/s400/DSC08632.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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I think it's the only time we are all three in the same room! &amp;nbsp;Please notice Mattie's awesome morning hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-evFyi-2q7yI/TrBxCXfv3QI/AAAAAAAAYxw/FbcbhFWuSqQ/s1600/DSC08582.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-evFyi-2q7yI/TrBxCXfv3QI/AAAAAAAAYxw/FbcbhFWuSqQ/s400/DSC08582.jpg" width="205" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;PLEASE disregard the down booties and night gown - there is NO glamour in this house! &amp;nbsp;yikes.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for comparison, this is what I looked like at 15 weeks with Mattie... I was a bit smaller then. &amp;nbsp;I definitely "showed" earlier with this one and I am 4 pounds heavier (that could be because I went into the pregnancy heavier too ... oops).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i3WwdWlVuxw/TrBwSjrDAZI/AAAAAAAAYxo/DhGH0cXe528/s1600/belly+2008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i3WwdWlVuxw/TrBwSjrDAZI/AAAAAAAAYxo/DhGH0cXe528/s400/belly+2008.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;circa 2008 with Matine&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B9l4uQw0VWM/TqxAd8U6feI/AAAAAAAAYuc/EPXaq_-rzWk/s400/IMG_5942.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t2fiTT8J2z4/TqxAelOu_0I/AAAAAAAAYuk/34ZCfA1WwL8/s1600/IMG_5945.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t2fiTT8J2z4/TqxAelOu_0I/AAAAAAAAYuk/34ZCfA1WwL8/s400/IMG_5945.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all - one of the most memorable weeks of my life. I ADORE time with my mom like that, loved that I could share Mattie with her and my friends, and just enjoyed a nice, fun change of pace and a little bit of much needed indulgence. &amp;nbsp; The only near catastrophe was our attempt to go to Ikea with Mattie after she had no nap... WHAT WERE WE THINKING? &amp;nbsp;We were so excited to go to Ikea without men.... I thought I could leave her at the daycare in the store but alas, she had to be potty trained to stay there. &amp;nbsp;I was almost cursing her non-potty trained bottom the entire, grueling 2 + hours of Ikea Hell. &amp;nbsp;Here's to LOVE and GIRLS WEEKENDS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6772472560844293566-6757441670171890214?l=brookeandpeter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeandpeter.blogspot.com/feeds/6757441670171890214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6772472560844293566&amp;postID=6757441670171890214' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772472560844293566/posts/default/6757441670171890214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6772472560844293566/posts/default/6757441670171890214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeandpeter.blogspot.com/2011/11/keely-and-tom.html' title='Keely and Tom!'/><author><name>Brooke and Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15652022473392758192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S-OsD4KnEY8/TCNs7tJC8_I/AAAAAAAAR3M/i6VSVK8g4ig/S220/MatineHatModel_12-edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n4rMXd4-BTg/TqxAK8N9IdI/AAAAAAAAYrM/j0lJQKb5aug/s72-c/IMG_5868.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6772472560844293566.post-7543863404523347612</id><published>2011-10-31T20:51:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T16:30:00.963-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad mommy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parties'/><title type='text'>Fall Fun and Mary Poppins!</title><content type='html'>We have had a fun and busy fall. &amp;nbsp;Beautiful weather, lots of leaves, pumpkins, friends, and of course - DRESS UP! &amp;nbsp;This post is long, but you get to see all of October, including the finale - Mattie as Mary Poppins herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started with a trip to the wonderful Rocky Creek Farm in Bozeman for pumpkin picking and petting zoo time. &amp;nbsp;Cousin Cash and Jhett (and their driver Amy) were in town, as well as Loni and Marni! &amp;nbsp; Nona and Jim Pa were with us as always and we met up with Sally and girls and it was a party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this particular day, Mattie was feeling very free spirited and dressed herself. &amp;nbsp;I couldn't bear tell her she had to change, so alas, what you see is her idea of a pumpkin patch outfit. &amp;nbsp;She loved it and sported the entire ensemble all day. &amp;nbsp;I think I loved it even more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XFJ7busFLYI/Tq9X_jsNd2I/AAAAAAAAYus/cgGNPw7f_bY/s1600/IMG_1937.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XFJ7busFLYI/Tq9X_jsNd2I/AAAAAAAAYus/cgGNPw7f_bY/s400/IMG_1937.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That might be my favorite picture of all time - yes, that is my daughter and yes, that was just a "Matine" moment caught on camera. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hfjVILw3WZA/Tq9YCY-PKlI/AAAAAAAAYu0/JyfV5CvErvc/s1600/IMG_1930.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hfjVILw3WZA/Tq9YCY-PKlI/AAAAAAAAYu0/JyfV5CvErvc/s400/IMG_1930.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--QU7f4K3tpQ/Tq9YGB2t_pI/AAAAAAAAYu8/j1BVyfMtGtI/s1600/IMG_1919.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--QU7f4K3tpQ/Tq9YGB2t_pI/AAAAAAAAYu8/j1BVyfMtGtI/s400/IMG_1919.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qkhGIoqVwhs/Tq9YIvNwCCI/AAAAAAAAYvI/y0DWMH47_HE/s1600/IMG_1916.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qkhGIoqVwhs/Tq9YIvNwCCI/AAAAAAAAYvI/y0DWMH47_HE/s400/IMG_1916.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ss97-xXiomQ/Tq9YL725tFI/AAAAAAAAYvQ/AH_jEnDhCB0/s1600/IMG_1915.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ss97-xXiomQ/Tq9YL725tFI/AAAAAAAAYvQ/AH_jEnDhCB0/s400/IMG_1915.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some of my girls - what would I do without Loni, Mom and Marni?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8okiOMaNUlo/Tq9YPSbjLAI/AAAAAAAAYvY/xXaEGrXKXCY/s1600/IMG_1914.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8okiOMaNUlo/Tq9YPSbjLAI/AAAAAAAAYvY/xXaEGrXKXCY/s400/IMG_1914.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sally and Camille&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jafOq-XtweY/Tq9YSYTx8TI/AAAAAAAAYvg/YQMoojLA0XA/s1600/IMG_1911.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jafOq-XtweY/Tq9YSYTx8TI/AAAAAAAAYvg/YQMoojLA0XA/s400/IMG_1911.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cash Man!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yYN10cqxJI4/Tq9YVbquXmI/AAAAAAAAYvo/h3pFGOzou8A/s1600/IMG_1907.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="297" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yYN10cqxJI4/Tq9YVbquXmI/AAAAAAAAYvo/h3pFGOzou8A/s400/IMG_1907.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amy, Jhett, me, Marni, Loni and Sally&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yVpO00rsn-A/Tq9YYlyJ54I/AAAAAAAAYvw/QbUIQ9aEcT4/s1600/IMG_1894.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yVpO00rsn-A/Tq9YYlyJ54I/AAAAAAAAYvw/QbUIQ9aEcT4/s400/IMG_1894.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cousins playing in the hay -they are like night and day!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VwDWb8PVVgg/Tq9YbCr4ZnI/AAAAAAAAYv4/BbF7cv9JH3o/s1600/IMG_1892.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VwDWb8PVVgg/Tq9YbCr4ZnI/AAAAAAAAYv4/BbF7cv9JH3o/s400/IMG_1892.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love this picture.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IwPe6Z9vpqU/Tq9YdYdRVQI/AAAAAAAAYwA/c9v7K-9Y-XI/s1600/IMG_1886.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IwPe6Z9vpqU/Tq9YdYdRVQI/AAAAAAAAYwA/c9v7K-9Y-XI/s400/IMG_1886.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jhett refused to crack a smile on this day. &amp;nbsp;So cute.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kOYWzhaT1ow/Tq9YgtZLbRI/AAAAAAAAYwI/3ZEb8zkv2Ds/s1600/IMG_1877.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kOYWzhaT1ow/Tq9YgtZLbRI/AAAAAAAAYwI/3ZEb8zkv2Ds/s400/IMG_1877.JPG" width="311" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N979z--002w/Tq9YjdtV-cI/AAAAAAAAYwQ/5pbzm01X80Q/s1600/IMG_1873.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N979z--002w/Tq9YjdtV-cI/AAAAAAAAYwQ/5pbzm01X80Q/s400/IMG_1873.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids - minus Cash.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;We then enjoyed a nice dinner at our house where we carved pumpkins, had some homey Shepherds pie, and visited ... the adults did most of the carving while the girls played dress up and ran around the house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-budXn4i28pQ/Tq9bwGhOq9I/AAAAAAAAYwY/itL4Ax9j9n8/s1600/DSC08546.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-budXn4i28pQ/Tq9bwGhOq9I/AAAAAAAAYwY/itL4Ax9j9n8/s400/DSC08546.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NTJHGLVb6Bc/Tq9bw02ncfI/AAAAAAAAYwg/gv6DQAlHUgU/s1600/DSC08551.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NTJHGLVb6Bc/Tq9bw02ncfI/AAAAAAAAYwg/gv6DQAlHUgU/s400/DSC08551.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9UPTGUJBGMo/Tq9bxI42L-I/AAAAAAAAYwo/gTi0DfkZ-lg/s1600/DSC08552.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9UPTGUJBGMo/Tq9bxI42L-I/AAAAAAAAYwo/gTi0DfkZ-lg/s400/DSC08552.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8FrYhe3aPfs/Tq9bx_NWkcI/AAAAAAAAYww/DNyPhWxa_xU/s1600/DSC08579.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8FrYhe3aPfs/Tq9bx_NWkcI/AAAAAAAAYww/DNyPhWxa_xU/s400/DSC08579.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, on actual Halloween, Mattie and enjoyed a day of "fall crafts." &amp;nbsp;We decorated our 2nd pumpkin - this time with Halloween stickers, cut outs and glitter glue sticks. &amp;nbsp;We collected some leaves and made a "tree" picture with our real leaves. &amp;nbsp;And Mattie anticipated her dress up "trick or treating" by changing her outfit at least 6 times throughout the day. &amp;nbsp;This child can't decide on WHICH dress up dress she likes best, so she wears them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1SmzwkVMBj0/Tq9byd3ttaI/AAAAAAAAYw4/cfTi9plFTe8/s1600/DSC08590.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1SmzwkVMBj0/Tq9byd3ttaI/AAAAAAAAYw4/cfTi9plFTe8/s400/DSC08590.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Serious concentration with the glitter glue (notice the sparkly go-go dress)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;It was finally time for the finale... Costume time. &amp;nbsp;We have been looking forward to her Mary Poppins debut for months. &amp;nbsp;And again, thanks again to my creative and crafty (and organized) mother, Mattie had a handmade costume that cost mere pennies. &amp;nbsp; We watched scenes from Mary Poppins while getting her dressed and she got really good at saying, "trick or treat thank you" (all one word). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year three's costume .... Mary Poppins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1bh-c2GlAhI/Tq9c916ngnI/AAAAAAAAYxA/JvDWZeV9wjg/s1600/DSC08609.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1bh-c2GlAhI/Tq9c916ngnI/AAAAAAAAYxA/JvDWZeV9wjg/s400/DSC08609.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SBQsheZxGOo/Tq9c-v54lGI/AAAAAAAAYxI/PZ10zLVDn_Q/s1600/DSC08610.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SBQsheZxGOo/Tq9c-v54lGI/AAAAAAAAYxI/PZ10zLVDn_Q/s400/DSC08610.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3vqMCBp9T6w/Tq9c_A-b4yI/AAAAAAAAYxQ/tG4gBJuPn4I/s1600/DSC08617.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3vqMCBp9T6w/Tq9c_A-b4yI/AAAAAAAAYxQ/tG4gBJuPn4I/s400/DSC08617.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-shLMGxzuMNw/Tq9c_8GGGvI/AAAAAAAAYxY/lHtj9OrScdI/s1600/DSC08619.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-shLMGxzuMNw/Tq9c_8GGGvI/AAAAAAAAYxY/lHtj9OrScdI/s400/DSC08619.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3oL8CR4RN0/Tq9dARChuiI/AAAAAAAAYxg/etsKIg9-4OU/s1600/DSC08621.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e3oL8CR4RN0/Tq9dARChuiI/AAAAAAAAYxg/etsKIg9-4OU/s400/DSC08621.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that you are wooed by her cuteness I will tell you how this all REALLY went down. &amp;nbsp;I was crazy, cranky and impatient from 1pm on... Mattie refused to take a nap and cried in her room for an hour until I laid down with her. &amp;nbsp;She woke up crabby and testing my every move and word. &amp;nbsp;She refused to wear at the hat or jacket (key pieces to the costume). &amp;nbsp;Now, I know this is not her fault - she is 2.5 &amp;nbsp;- I am an adult. &amp;nbsp;I needed to just "let it go" and relax, but it was one of those days where I just couldn't. &amp;nbsp;I wanted to lock myself in a closet and scream at the top of my lungs. &amp;nbsp;A large glass of wine would have helped the situation, but since I am pregnant, that was out (*^%$#). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lj-g2FnqlT8/TrBysJsF2DI/AAAAAAAAYx4/FPPkD2CMVB8/s1600/378058_2332616227446_1010974506_32572112_1181631393_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lj-g2FnqlT8/TrBysJsF2DI/AAAAAAAAYx4/FPPkD2CMVB8/s400/378058_2332616227446_1010974506_32572112_1181631393_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sally (my wife), the girls, and ME... terrifying I know.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She (me) ended up pulling herself together, helped and we had a great time with our friends and loved trick or treating. &amp;nbsp;That made it all much better, but I still need a do-over button sometimes. Hopefully she won't remember her scary, cranky clown (that was my costume) mom of Halloween 2011 when she grows up. &amp;nbsp;I was definitely the scariest thing I experienced tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MANY more pictures coming later of tonight... This was all I had on my little aim and shoot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Halloween.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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Pete put all our wall tents and hunting gear to good use and they all had quite the adventure, Pete getting to hunt for FUN for the first time in a while. &amp;nbsp;They were out for elk, &amp;nbsp;but had better luck with deer. &amp;nbsp;Oh well. &amp;nbsp;I think they had a nice trip and the weather couldn't have been prettier for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fall in the mountains, ahhhhh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iu8QPA-yKH0/TqwdKGCH4aI/AAAAAAAAYp8/4sAHdn5J4Qw/s1600/IMG_5959.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iu8QPA-yKH0/TqwdKGCH4aI/AAAAAAAAYp8/4sAHdn5J4Qw/s400/IMG_5959.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Their cozy home away from home for the week.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8eFb0tE-tqQ/TqwdK7OQf8I/AAAAAAAAYqE/iyw2pkaZ6Ro/s1600/IMG_5963.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8eFb0tE-tqQ/TqwdK7OQf8I/AAAAAAAAYqE/iyw2pkaZ6Ro/s400/IMG_5963.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A neighboring Moose.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mBd5OXK3huo/TqwdLp2UjSI/AAAAAAAAYqM/umy4FOzdrBA/s1600/IMG_5981.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mBd5OXK3huo/TqwdLp2UjSI/AAAAAAAAYqM/umy4FOzdrBA/s400/IMG_5981.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I bet you couldn't tell that these guys were brothers ... or that they love John Deere green.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Here goes another list of Mattie these days - no particular order, all important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's still on her toast kick ... hardly eating ANYTHING but toast.&lt;br /&gt;I take that back, she asks for "suckers" too ... See's Chocolate suckers to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;She calls the kids that live next door to Nona and Jimpa, "the boys" - and always asks what they are doing.&lt;br /&gt;Ever since her cousin Sam left last week she has asked for him at least 5x/day.&amp;nbsp; She LOVED him.&amp;nbsp; She kept wanting to "hold his hand and dance."&lt;br /&gt;She will randomly walk over to Logan and just squeeze him like she can't contain her love any longer - it is so genuine and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;She likes to open up coolers at parties and walk around handing out beer to everyone.&amp;nbsp; "You want another beer? Ok, I'll be right back."&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Last night Jim asked Mattie to bring Peter a water and she says, "No, daddy wants a beer!"&lt;br /&gt;She is VERY into her "ouches" -- she will grab a cloth or napkin and come over to you if she sees a scratch or bruise (new or old) and hold the cloth on it and look at you with the most concerned face and ask, "You have an ouwie... is that better?"&amp;nbsp; "You need a band-aid, ok, I'll be right back."&lt;br /&gt;Most answers to questions we ask her or start with an, "Ok... I will feed the dogs" or "ok, I'll go get my shoes on."&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;She still has NO clue about colors.&amp;nbsp; Everything is "blue."&lt;br /&gt;Last night she sat naked on her drum set and strummed her guitar for a good 45 minutes - the song selection was a blend of "Tomorrow" from Annie, "ABC's," "So Long Farewell," "I am 16 going on 17," and "Itsy Bitsy Spider."&amp;nbsp; It was QUITE a show!&amp;nbsp; She even told me I needed a microphone - apparently I wasn't loud enough.&lt;br /&gt;She loves to kiss and hug.&amp;nbsp; She never hesitates to give a kiss or a hug - requested or impromptu.&lt;br /&gt;We LOVE our chickens and constantly ask to "hold them."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She does this very funny jumping-chase action with them.&amp;nbsp; She flaps her arm like a bird and jumps at them and then laughs hysterically.&amp;nbsp; She will follow them around talking to them ... I am still not real sure what she is saying, it usually involves trying to hand feed them something she thinks they would like. &lt;br /&gt;She has really been enjoying her friends lately - particularly Camille and Audrey O'Connor.&amp;nbsp; They all play in the yard, on the swings, have pretend tea parties (where they eat hamburgers) and play dress up with princess dresses. &lt;br /&gt;She has been napping on our bed, but sleeping at night in her own.&amp;nbsp; She likes for us to lay down with her for a few minutes before she will go to sleep.&amp;nbsp; She sometimes even say, "Goodnight momma, you can go now" when she is ready to actually sleep at night.&lt;br /&gt;She sometimes gets overwhelmed with those she loves and will just walk up to you and squeeze your face with both hands and give you a kiss or say, "I love you!"&amp;nbsp; - she does this to Nona, Mom and Dad alot!&lt;br /&gt;She plays this funny game with JimPa - using her dry humor already- she will see Jim and they start this banter back and forth, claiming ownership over someone - ex. Matine:&amp;nbsp; "This is MY Nona."&amp;nbsp; Jim:&amp;nbsp; "No, she's my Nona..."&amp;nbsp; and it goes back and forth over and over and then moves on to "My Annie," "My Momma."&amp;nbsp; ... etc.&amp;nbsp; She starts doing this game from the car as soon as she sees JimPa coming out the door to greet her. Very funny.&lt;br /&gt;She likes to say, "Tulsa, Oklahoma" and when you ask where either Uncle Clark, Grandpa, Sammi or Aunt Shell live, she will say very proudly, "Tulsa Oklahoma!"&lt;br /&gt;She is a whiz at her animal matching game.&amp;nbsp; There are momma animals and baby animals on separate puzzle pieces.&amp;nbsp; They are all laid on the floor (like memory but right side up) and she has to find the mommas and babies and put the pieces together.&amp;nbsp; She loves to play this and I think she is almost bored now that she has mastered it.&amp;nbsp; She has even figured out the Frog / Tadpole connection ... pretty smart kiddo.&lt;br /&gt;She is the SLOWEST waker.&amp;nbsp; It takes a solid 20 minutes of fussy quietness before she is ready to get after her day.&amp;nbsp; This is after naps and each morning.&amp;nbsp; We usually deal with this by sitting quietly on the couch for a while ... toast is often requested and needed for proper wake-up.&lt;br /&gt;You get really excited about dressing up.&amp;nbsp; You love your "party dress" and my fancy glittery purses.&amp;nbsp; I am not sure where you got this flair for fashion, but it's hilarious and she takes your clothes, shoes and accessories VERY seriously! &lt;br /&gt;You really like playing with the dogs now and they are your buddies. I catch Oliver sneaking in your room to nap with you in the middle of the day and you will chase them around the yard and wrestle with them when they get roudy.&lt;br /&gt;You also can't resist bossing them around when you get the chance - "Oliver, no, sit, no begging" or "Gaucho stay, you can't go with us today."&amp;nbsp; They seem to get your leftovers and extra treats from you too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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She sprang out of bed each morning as soon as she would hear the girls rustling about the house and say, "mom, its time to get up and get ready for school." &amp;nbsp; She would "get ready" for school with them each morning, have whatever they had for breakfast, do her hair, and walk them to the school bus. &amp;nbsp;She even practiced (crayon in hand) her spelling homework in the evenings with Zoe. &amp;nbsp; She followed them around all week and I swear grew up 3 years in doing so. &amp;nbsp;Luckily, the Orum girls are the sweetest, kindest and most fun gals you will ever meet and I have no problem with their attitudes rubbing off on Mattie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hit Atlantic Beach, had some fun dinners out, went to the Jacksonville Zoo, and went to St Augustine for one day. &amp;nbsp;We tried to just enjoy Matt, Amy, Katie, Zoe and Anna as much as we could. &amp;nbsp;We can't wait to get them up to Montana soon to show them around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bpoyJLLGwX8/Tqm97qCd1KI/AAAAAAAAYmA/Fq_IaqajOZ4/s1600/IMG_5671.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bpoyJLLGwX8/Tqm97qCd1KI/AAAAAAAAYmA/Fq_IaqajOZ4/s400/IMG_5671.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Jacksonville Zoo was very cool. &amp;nbsp;It has a fun "African Theme" to it with board walks all around and some fun animals that we haven't seen lately. &amp;nbsp;Mattie ate it up and enjoyed walking around with mom and dad just about as much as any of the sights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vI8t11qZAaI/Tqm-PRcFSDI/AAAAAAAAYmI/MUT4_SYHMa0/s1600/IMG_5683.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vI8t11qZAaI/Tqm-PRcFSDI/AAAAAAAAYmI/MUT4_SYHMa0/s400/IMG_5683.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highlight was Stingray Bay - a little exhibit where you could put your hands in the water and actually touch the stingrays and feed them shrimp from your hands. &amp;nbsp;Pretty freaky and lots of fun. &amp;nbsp;The hands on stuff is always more fun for a 2.5 year old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xLbCx66aoCM/Tqm-ktIh3kI/AAAAAAAAYmU/T0372xYkG3I/s1600/IMG_5693.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xLbCx66aoCM/Tqm-ktIh3kI/AAAAAAAAYmU/T0372xYkG3I/s400/IMG_5693.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next best thing, in my opinion, was feeding the giraffes. &amp;nbsp;They were very cute and have the coolest tongues. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7ELn-DBZCeg/Tqm--1Rn6FI/AAAAAAAAYmc/o08YlHkIHsw/s1600/IMG_5716.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7ELn-DBZCeg/Tqm--1Rn6FI/AAAAAAAAYmc/o08YlHkIHsw/s400/IMG_5716.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, we heard they had a "petting zoo" part with pygmy goats. &amp;nbsp;Mattie LOVES goats. &amp;nbsp;Every place that ever has them is like heaven. &amp;nbsp;This place had about a dozen and I swear it was like seeing a kid in a candy store. &amp;nbsp;She eyed them all and surveyed the area - narrowed in on one and immediately called it, "her favorite" and just got down on the ground with him and tried hugging and squeezing him. &amp;nbsp;He was very patient and sweet and she sat their talking to it, brushing it and "holding it" until we drug her out and lathered her in hand sanitizer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LRdGpJHOp7g/Tqm_jx_Ch2I/AAAAAAAAYmk/JwHeNOtyQlw/s1600/IMG_5725.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LRdGpJHOp7g/Tqm_jx_Ch2I/AAAAAAAAYmk/JwHeNOtyQlw/s400/IMG_5725.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite was the bonobos and the the momma with the baby. &amp;nbsp;Watching that ape with her baby was really illustrative of how all animals love their babies just like we do. &amp;nbsp;She loved and coddled that baby just like I would a a new born - it was so sweet and humbling to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the trip was filled with "GIRL TIME!" &amp;nbsp;Those gals played hard and Mattie didn't miss any of it. &amp;nbsp;I am not sure my hair has ever been brushed more than it was on this trip. &amp;nbsp;Between Matine, Zoe and Anna - I think I got about 10 new hairstyles and I sported some pretty crazy barrette / pony tail styles out in public. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pe0NfpNSJF4/Tqm_20YfLJI/AAAAAAAAYmw/h7XgYWjT7N4/s1600/IMG_5737.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pe0NfpNSJF4/Tqm_20YfLJI/AAAAAAAAYmw/h7XgYWjT7N4/s400/IMG_5737.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atlantic Beach is gorgeous. &amp;nbsp;We had a pretty nice (windy) day to play in the sand a bit and get in the water for a little while. &amp;nbsp;Matt and Peter body surfed, tried out the surf board for a few minutes and Mattie continued adding seashells to her collection. &amp;nbsp;That child loves Montana, but could very easily become a beach baby. &amp;nbsp;She loves the sand, sun and water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ogDtbfKwsxo/TqnAKNhK6rI/AAAAAAAAYm4/3WRSyrfACeM/s1600/IMG_5751.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ogDtbfKwsxo/TqnAKNhK6rI/AAAAAAAAYm4/3WRSyrfACeM/s400/IMG_5751.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-arULD-vRapY/TqnAdG62b-I/AAAAAAAAYnA/vqSLv_iY-B0/s1600/IMG_5752.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-arULD-vRapY/TqnAdG62b-I/AAAAAAAAYnA/vqSLv_iY-B0/s400/IMG_5752.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KSxhQXbCUNA/TqnAvc1m3eI/AAAAAAAAYnI/XRxLiWka0A0/s1600/IMG_5754.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KSxhQXbCUNA/TqnAvc1m3eI/AAAAAAAAYnI/XRxLiWka0A0/s400/IMG_5754.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just LOVE that stance. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TksEU7fhW_A/TqnA_7bLnSI/AAAAAAAAYnQ/bY9F1NLyiZs/s1600/IMG_5757.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TksEU7fhW_A/TqnA_7bLnSI/AAAAAAAAYnQ/bY9F1NLyiZs/s400/IMG_5757.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-muazFHz9Mp0/TqnBWf4oLCI/AAAAAAAAYnc/hWUCWsFZzKs/s1600/IMG_5759.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-muazFHz9Mp0/TqnBWf4oLCI/AAAAAAAAYnc/hWUCWsFZzKs/s400/IMG_5759.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2Cl4fvX8KvE/TqnBpIf1YyI/AAAAAAAAYnk/ml41zJQsvCg/s1600/IMG_5761.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2Cl4fvX8KvE/TqnBpIf1YyI/AAAAAAAAYnk/ml41zJQsvCg/s400/IMG_5761.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot dogs at a little place on the beach - Uncle Matt learned really quickly that the way to Matine's heart was by letting her play with his iPhone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RTWvoIePm2g/TqnB7CAHMiI/AAAAAAAAYns/xtwRGZnB1bw/s1600/IMG_5765.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RTWvoIePm2g/TqnB7CAHMiI/AAAAAAAAYns/xtwRGZnB1bw/s400/IMG_5765.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Orum girls have running club, dance, soccer, swimming, and all the other school day stuff going on. &amp;nbsp;We joined them at soccer practice where Mattie became one of the older kids, ran all over the fields, and wasn't shy about "tackling" all of their friends on the fields. &amp;nbsp;For some reason she thought it was hilarious to jump on people and knock them over - and would NOT take a hint when the 12 year olds looked at me with terror that she wouldn't get off of them. &amp;nbsp;I think she was getting a little&lt;i&gt; too&lt;/i&gt; comfortable with her new life in Florida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4IqXnZu126o/TqnCg5NA30I/AAAAAAAAYn0/3cmfmiwJcTY/s1600/IMG_5769.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4IqXnZu126o/TqnCg5NA30I/AAAAAAAAYn0/3cmfmiwJcTY/s400/IMG_5769.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got married in October of 2007, we had a dinner night at Ichiban, a Japanese Steak House. &amp;nbsp;We returned with all the original clan - Matt, Amy and kids and Chris and Stephanie and kids. &amp;nbsp;It was fun. &amp;nbsp;Mattie had been told by the girls that they make a "volcano" out of onions and whatever she had imagined in her head was obviously much bigger than the reality turned out to be. &amp;nbsp;Mattie kept begging to see a volcano and hadn't had a nap that entire day. &amp;nbsp;Needless to say, she was exhausted and terrified at all the flames and loud clanging of the knives. &amp;nbsp;Oh well, we will have to try it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JsJMBi65LkM/TqnCx9DuuII/AAAAAAAAYoA/633IRRzMdAM/s1600/IMG_5780.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JsJMBi65LkM/TqnCx9DuuII/AAAAAAAAYoA/633IRRzMdAM/s400/IMG_5780.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Breana, Katie, Caroline and Zoe Orum&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZjztGzDbKy4/TqnDDVdY0xI/AAAAAAAAYoI/yVqK_L_VaoM/s1600/IMG_5787.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZjztGzDbKy4/TqnDDVdY0xI/AAAAAAAAYoI/yVqK_L_VaoM/s400/IMG_5787.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chris, Amy, Anna and Stephanie Orum&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xK37M7iob6k/TqnDYmzU4dI/AAAAAAAAYoQ/X9Q2zEN7n90/s1600/IMG_5793.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xK37M7iob6k/TqnDYmzU4dI/AAAAAAAAYoQ/X9Q2zEN7n90/s400/IMG_5793.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mattie doing spelling homework at the kitchen table with Zoe and Amy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EfWvslJYo2o/TqnDxjBAsWI/AAAAAAAAYoY/HCExWO_CtfY/s1600/IMG_5795.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EfWvslJYo2o/TqnDxjBAsWI/AAAAAAAAYoY/HCExWO_CtfY/s400/IMG_5795.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;hanging with Anna Banana&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HQpw22enyWA/TqscEWq-JLI/AAAAAAAAYp0/Sub3w4VbrN4/s1600/IMG_5807.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HQpw22enyWA/TqscEWq-JLI/AAAAAAAAYp0/Sub3w4VbrN4/s400/IMG_5807.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Katie, Zoe, Anna and Mattie&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4yjCo6-oq8s/TqnEl8IiZoI/AAAAAAAAYos/5E3uIojVm8M/s1600/IMG_5814.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4yjCo6-oq8s/TqnEl8IiZoI/AAAAAAAAYos/5E3uIojVm8M/s400/IMG_5814.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mattie got her hair done all week too... So pretty.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EPdXqxkInNA/TqnE3RQ9Y5I/AAAAAAAAYo0/MA2_NCn6uMg/s1600/IMG_5816.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EPdXqxkInNA/TqnE3RQ9Y5I/AAAAAAAAYo0/MA2_NCn6uMg/s400/IMG_5816.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cE_e703HgOM/TqnFGsmac0I/AAAAAAAAYo8/Li8M5e5Ffpk/s1600/IMG_5742.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cE_e703HgOM/TqnFGsmac0I/AAAAAAAAYo8/Li8M5e5Ffpk/s400/IMG_5742.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to St Augustine for the day and happened upon the strangest little Crepe Shop on the planet. &amp;nbsp;This place was covered in doilies, flowers, weird dolls and ABBA. &amp;nbsp;The waitresses wore full "milk maid" outfits, there was a large screen television RIGHT in front of us that played ABBA videos the entire time we were there. &amp;nbsp;It was like the twilight zone and to add to it, Mattie didn't even TOUCH her crepe filled with Nutella and Bananas... Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Rf2rORbADc/TqnFZiqgFDI/AAAAAAAAYpE/f5-dXew_5HQ/s1600/IMG_5841.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Rf2rORbADc/TqnFZiqgFDI/AAAAAAAAYpE/f5-dXew_5HQ/s400/IMG_5841.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dPpK_eEL_JU/TqnFuLQUAlI/AAAAAAAAYpM/kRzi7U2U4G8/s1600/IMG_5846.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dPpK_eEL_JU/TqnFuLQUAlI/AAAAAAAAYpM/kRzi7U2U4G8/s400/IMG_5846.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3SbqpxJrdwk/TqnGEMkCg6I/AAAAAAAAYpY/RJkr7lUJTXw/s1600/IMG_5859.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3SbqpxJrdwk/TqnGEMkCg6I/AAAAAAAAYpY/RJkr7lUJTXw/s400/IMG_5859.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My favorite grumpy face... She was NOT happy at this moment.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rvaLhSIqzBo/TqnGUbNyRzI/AAAAAAAAYpg/WxdCDpn5vB4/s1600/IMG_5867.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rvaLhSIqzBo/TqnGUbNyRzI/AAAAAAAAYpg/WxdCDpn5vB4/s400/IMG_5867.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And, we had enough! &amp;nbsp;Great week but this little gal couldn't take any more! &amp;nbsp;She literally put her hand over her eyes while she napped. &amp;nbsp;Drama queen?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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ALL the time. &amp;nbsp;Today I said, doing a little work on the computer. &amp;nbsp;And her reply was, "Good. &amp;nbsp;you are doing a berry good job."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting our "new chickens" after the sad demise of 3 of our other 4, she randomly asked me today if we were going to get "new dogs" too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is very excited about Halloween this year and when asked what she is going to do when she trick or treats she says, "say, TRICK and TREAT give me candy!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is still very interested in everyone's familial relations, especially daddys. &amp;nbsp;She asks everyone we meet and see, "where's your daddy?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She informed Peter last week that he could "catch the elk but not 'boom' (shoot) them." &amp;nbsp;Instead we told her that he would only "boom" the trees, no elk." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anytime you ask her something or tell her, let's go, or let's get ready, or a simple request of do this or that, her reply is usually a VERY enthusiastic, "well, OK!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves pretending to be sick and asking for "medicine." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is a baby these days - she coddles it (whatever it is), talks to it, feeds it, rocks it, and takes it all over the house. &amp;nbsp;The most recent babies have been: &amp;nbsp;a rock that weighed about as much as her, 2 crayons wrapped in a piece of paper, a can of coffee, a pumpkin, of course, the usual little plastic animals or actual baby dolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She still thinks time-out is a game and will tell me "i need time out?" &amp;nbsp;or very proudly announce (with a smile on her face) to others after a time-out, "I just had time-out!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night at dinner she was told that if she had 2 bites of her potato soup she could have ice cream afterwards. &amp;nbsp;She took her two bites (one she actually dramatically gagged and spit it up on the table) and then she got some ice cream. &amp;nbsp;JimPa was still eating and she lifted her head and very sternly / seriously says to him, "JimPa, you have to finish your soup before you can have ice cream." &amp;nbsp; She told him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She tells me things are her "favorite" a lot now. &amp;nbsp;That is my "favorite dress" or this is "my favorite color." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JimPa is really trying to confuse her and mess with her by teaching her pig latin... It's hilarious. &amp;nbsp;She tries repeating what he says and sometimes kind of gets it. &amp;nbsp;But the other day he called me, 'ommy-me" and she screams, "NO, that's just Mommy!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MoAfMjwQRVw/TqnSgWpLIyI/AAAAAAAAYpo/-z_pruCZoUk/s1600/IMG_5636.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MoAfMjwQRVw/TqnSgWpLIyI/AAAAAAAAYpo/-z_pruCZoUk/s400/IMG_5636.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime someone comes to visit, we tell her where they came from and when they need to go she somehow can remember where they came from and say, "you have to back to Missoula?" or "You have to back to Billings?" &amp;nbsp;It's amazing. &amp;nbsp;She really pays attention to what we say and tell her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a million other things I could write about but I have pregnant brain right now and it is blocked. &amp;nbsp;I will try to keep updating as they come to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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I had no idea that you could be abducted by aliens and then be returned to Earth so seamlessly. &amp;nbsp;Seriously. &amp;nbsp; Someone took over my body and I could barely find the energy to take care of Mattie, nevertheless myself and this blog. &amp;nbsp;I am feeling completely normal and great now... great energy, no sickness again with this pregnancy, no real symptoms or cravings, just a thick waste and strong fingernails!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as you can expect, we are very excited and ready to welcome another beautiful, healthy baby into the world. &amp;nbsp; Mattie is excited and seems to be very connected to the idea of a "baby in the belly." &amp;nbsp;She tells everyone she has one in her belly and she is even protective of it and will scream and yell, "don't touch my baby!!!!" if you touch her belly or if she gets hurt and it is in her belly region. &amp;nbsp;Pretty funny. &amp;nbsp; She went to the first Dr. appt with me and told the entire waiting room that we were there to see the Baby Doctor and the Doctor was going to make sure our babies were healthy. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;She tells me that she will help feed, play, and take care of the baby .... we will see!&lt;br /&gt;I know you will all be asking, so NO, we are NOT going to find out the sex. &amp;nbsp;We are really hoping for a fun surprise on or around April 22nd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &amp;nbsp;Ok, after that... well, it's been a typical fall. &amp;nbsp;Pete is hunting and horseshoeing so we have seen him for a couple of days each month (you think I am kidding but I am not). &amp;nbsp;So, it's been BUSY and a bit exhausting. &amp;nbsp;Our house is a mess, the dogs are in desperate need of more walks, and Mattie has spent lots of time with Nona and Jimpa while I try to work as much as I can and keep my head above water. &amp;nbsp; Luckily we have them here and some great friends to help out and laugh/scream with when I feel like I am going to walk off of a cliff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &amp;nbsp;We have been TRAVELING! &amp;nbsp;This is the really fun stuff. &amp;nbsp;In early October my cousin Lacey married a wonderful, wonderful man named Alan in Ft Walton Beach Florida! &amp;nbsp;I was so excited to celebrate their sweet love and of course get some much needed Cottongim Family Crazy Fun ... My dad was extremely sweet and flew all three of us down there so we could join in the excitement. &amp;nbsp;We spent 3 ish days in Ft Walton with Lacey and Crew, dad, uncle Mike, his son Sam, Clark and Sammi, aunt Susie and Uncle Doug. &amp;nbsp; We all packed into a beachfront condo and Mattie got her first real taste of BEACH, sand and perfectly clear water! &amp;nbsp;It was great! &amp;nbsp;I LOVE that area and hope to go back again soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &amp;nbsp;Since we were clear across the country and didn't know when we'd be back, we extended the trip and then drove to Jacksonville to see the Orums (Pete's BF). We stayed with Matt, Amy and their three beautiful girls Katie, Zoe and Anna for 4 days. &amp;nbsp;We hit the Jacksonville Zoo, the beach, and just imbedded ourselves in their everyday lives and enjoyed seeing a family of 5 in action. &amp;nbsp; Mattie was immediately adopted as a surrogate little sister for a few days and learned all the tricks of the trade. &amp;nbsp;She awoke excitedly every morning to "get ready for school, " walk them to the school bus," &amp;nbsp;and do "homework" each night. &amp;nbsp;It was super fun and SO nice to get away from anything that resembles our lives and have a change of pace. &amp;nbsp; Pete caught up on some sleep, I got a tan, and like a I mentioned, Mattie tried to grow up and be a big kid for the week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &amp;nbsp;We are now in holiday planning season - 4 Halloween parties this weekend, pumpkin patches, costume making, fall projects, and another wedding in Colorado. &amp;nbsp;I will do these as separate posts. &amp;nbsp;Until then, here are some fun FLorida pics to tide you over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &amp;nbsp;Mattie is amazing these days. &amp;nbsp;Completely two and completely hilarious. &amp;nbsp;She is as sweet and kind as ever, but boy does this kid know how to use her vocabulary. &amp;nbsp;I love how verbal she is but I must admit, somedays I need to her to be silent for an entire 5 minutes and that is hard to come by. &amp;nbsp; I will try to be better about doing the little posts and little funny stories from here on out... I promise I will do my best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao and thanks for hanging in there....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1iv9nG9C9PM/TqV-kt6tmHI/AAAAAAAAYkY/EXWTVNXGI58/s1600/IMG_5550.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1iv9nG9C9PM/TqV-kt6tmHI/AAAAAAAAYkY/EXWTVNXGI58/s400/IMG_5550.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mattie LOVED the airport / travel / plane portion of our trip as much as anything at the beach. &amp;nbsp;She quickly mastered the TSA / Airport security portion like a pro, made friends with nearly every stranger she could, and was quite a good little airplane passenger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite story was when she made friends with some grandparent type couple behind us on one of our legs. &amp;nbsp;She immediately asked them their names, told them her name was "Matine" and "I'm two." &amp;nbsp;They talked all about their grandkids, asked her about the beach, and showed her some pictures of their kids. &amp;nbsp; She bent down, grabbed a printed Kleenex that had cartoon characters of babies on it and held it out for them, declaring "these are my boys." &amp;nbsp; I thought the entire plane was about to die of laughter. &amp;nbsp;This was after they listened to her carry on a perfectly clear and succinct conversation with these people about beaches, whales, kids, names, and ages. &amp;nbsp;It was hilarious. &amp;nbsp;Might have been the highlight of my trip and we hadn't even landed. &amp;nbsp;I love that kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ojBxAk6TxWc/TqV-lK2BL1I/AAAAAAAAYkg/5sgwRog5Y0k/s1600/IMG_5553.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ojBxAk6TxWc/TqV-lK2BL1I/AAAAAAAAYkg/5sgwRog5Y0k/s400/IMG_5553.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was GREAT to hang with the family. &amp;nbsp;There is nothing like a group of Cottongims together... Nothing. &amp;nbsp;Those that actually survive the experience can attest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CXmO9bPZTqc/TqV-l0MytAI/AAAAAAAAYko/ToPlxgCongk/s1600/IMG_5555.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CXmO9bPZTqc/TqV-l0MytAI/AAAAAAAAYko/ToPlxgCongk/s400/IMG_5555.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, one of my favorite parts of the trip (well, besides uninterrupted family time with my favorite guy and gal?)... clothing optional, no layering, and very few clothes. &amp;nbsp;Coming from a place where jackets, backpacks, socks and shoes are needed nearly every month of the year... Bathing suits and nudey babies was great! &amp;nbsp;Our nearly nudist baby agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-um0kVIgigT4/TqV-mlAckvI/AAAAAAAAYkw/u4jk0EuzFSs/s1600/IMG_5556.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-um0kVIgigT4/TqV-mlAckvI/AAAAAAAAYkw/u4jk0EuzFSs/s400/IMG_5556.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sand castles was by far the highlight for Matine and the other larger kids of the trip. &amp;nbsp; Peter got REALLY into the building, as did grandpa Scott and Sam... Like I said, the other kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pKHtAwSIpx0/TqYsLqPgCBI/AAAAAAAAYlw/uGcMNhlV4LU/s1600/paddleboarding.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pKHtAwSIpx0/TqYsLqPgCBI/AAAAAAAAYlw/uGcMNhlV4LU/s400/paddleboarding.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clark, Sammi, Peter, Matine and I went paddle boarding. &amp;nbsp;WAY fun! &amp;nbsp;We took turns "paddling" standing up and sitting down. &amp;nbsp;Super great way to see the water and spend an hour or so. &amp;nbsp;We went further out around the pier where they were fishing for sharks and big fish. &amp;nbsp;We saw a shark while balanced delicately on our feeble board ... As my 2 year old is just chilling and enjoying the views I realized how awful this COULD turn out, but alas, we told her there was a shark in the water and she got excited and wanted to see it. &amp;nbsp;She stayed still and just soaked up all of it the entire hour we were out on the ocean. &amp;nbsp;What a fun kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3wuLglcbJ2Y/TqV-nfKuHXI/AAAAAAAAYk4/xMszWk7C51A/s1600/IMG_5567.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3wuLglcbJ2Y/TqV-nfKuHXI/AAAAAAAAYk4/xMszWk7C51A/s400/IMG_5567.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My beauty. &amp;nbsp;I just stared at her the entire trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q1_2XH032oc/TqV-oAXs2FI/AAAAAAAAYlA/M_T7ZquF9yE/s1600/IMG_5618.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q1_2XH032oc/TqV-oAXs2FI/AAAAAAAAYlA/M_T7ZquF9yE/s400/IMG_5618.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We LOVE Uncle Clark and Sammi. &amp;nbsp;They are fantastic. &amp;nbsp;They stayed 2 extra days in Destin and celebrated Sammi's birthday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_GpysmTvYP0/TqYtAb1sA_I/AAAAAAAAYl4/8HmGe81BULQ/s1600/clark+and+mattie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_GpysmTvYP0/TqYtAb1sA_I/AAAAAAAAYl4/8HmGe81BULQ/s400/clark+and+mattie.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;he is putty in her hands ...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lZFZrMDRcpI/TqV-o-DPe3I/AAAAAAAAYlI/ERexHnqxghs/s1600/IMG_5622.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lZFZrMDRcpI/TqV-o-DPe3I/AAAAAAAAYlI/ERexHnqxghs/s400/IMG_5622.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mattie was cousin Sam's shadow (just like when he was in Montana earlier in the summer). &amp;nbsp;She called him "My Sam" and made sure he was accounted for at all times. &amp;nbsp;She also charmed Uncle Clark into holding his fancy camera and tried mimicking the wedding photographers. &amp;nbsp;I think she has a career in film ahead of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITmQ3dx8Z8o/TqV-pa1VBYI/AAAAAAAAYlQ/xSopW4FNZL0/s1600/IMG_5638.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITmQ3dx8Z8o/TqV-pa1VBYI/AAAAAAAAYlQ/xSopW4FNZL0/s400/IMG_5638.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ACUFF's. &amp;nbsp;It was a lovely ceremony and great weekend. &amp;nbsp;Meaningful, simple and filled with love... AND, they happily announced that THEY are expecting in MAY! &amp;nbsp;Yay for more cousins! &amp;nbsp;We love you guys and were so happy to celebrate with you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R-h_2SJRx_E/TqV-qJDsTOI/AAAAAAAAYlY/JPR1xTi4wJ4/s1600/IMG_5642.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R-h_2SJRx_E/TqV-qJDsTOI/AAAAAAAAYlY/JPR1xTi4wJ4/s400/IMG_5642.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gal. &amp;nbsp;Morning walks on the beach and watching dolphins swimming in the Ocean... I will never forget those moments with my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oEaOUOhHfHc/TqV-q9OjpWI/AAAAAAAAYlg/pPoeO9oNFfI/s1600/IMG_5648.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oEaOUOhHfHc/TqV-q9OjpWI/AAAAAAAAYlg/pPoeO9oNFfI/s400/IMG_5648.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy's gal!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9zPjxbGYedg/TqV-rpP3p_I/AAAAAAAAYlo/56IYRRVweYc/s1600/IMG_5653.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9zPjxbGYedg/TqV-rpP3p_I/AAAAAAAAYlo/56IYRRVweYc/s400/IMG_5653.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left Sammi and Clark in Destin after we made sure they had suitable transportation for the remainder of the trip. &amp;nbsp; Clark really knows how to wow a gal with a Scooter filled Birthday weekend! &amp;nbsp;Wahoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part Two of our Florida Vacation and time with the Orums coming soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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My two dads - aren't they adorable?&amp;nbsp; And yes, they completely get along and hang out ... Amazing.&amp;nbsp; And let me tell you, that little gal you see has them wrapped around her finger ... 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They were inseparable.&amp;nbsp; She must like a cowboy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yE5KgK3vyW4/TlvGHVDMHQI/AAAAAAAAYZg/1EabwRFwv38/s1600/IMG_5388.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yE5KgK3vyW4/TlvGHVDMHQI/AAAAAAAAYZg/1EabwRFwv38/s400/IMG_5388.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Getting to hang with her Cousin Gwenna... They are only a couple months apart.&amp;nbsp; It is freaky to see genetics at work with these three - they are so similar! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e78NvwWajA0/TlvGHp3ineI/AAAAAAAAYZk/BlGcDpcup58/s1600/IMG_5391.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e78NvwWajA0/TlvGHp3ineI/AAAAAAAAYZk/BlGcDpcup58/s400/IMG_5391.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bridger String Quartet played music as we arrived and as Tiff walked down the isle.&amp;nbsp; SO beautiful. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6dhdBSiXH7s/TlvGIKSOEmI/AAAAAAAAYZo/PxFYfLDTLJU/s1600/IMG_5393.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6dhdBSiXH7s/TlvGIKSOEmI/AAAAAAAAYZo/PxFYfLDTLJU/s400/IMG_5393.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our clan arriving. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;I LOVE this family!&amp;nbsp; Seriously, when you marry you marry the family too. I hit the jackpot. I can't imagine picking cooler people to spend time with.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And they are all so beautiful (in and out) and have picked some pretty fantastic boyfriends and girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nPXc4Sw-AzU/TlvGIho1wDI/AAAAAAAAYZs/sFIWkFaZICo/s1600/IMG_5395.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nPXc4Sw-AzU/TlvGIho1wDI/AAAAAAAAYZs/sFIWkFaZICo/s400/IMG_5395.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nana Jo and her little Cash-Man. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I9_MgnnZ14c/TlvGJG2U7uI/AAAAAAAAYZw/72dmv67JTs0/s1600/IMG_5398.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I9_MgnnZ14c/TlvGJG2U7uI/AAAAAAAAYZw/72dmv67JTs0/s400/IMG_5398.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gorgeous day, gorgeous setting .... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-llbWVWID2ao/TlvGJv7sUnI/AAAAAAAAYZ0/vq_YbSpRofU/s1600/IMG_5400.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-llbWVWID2ao/TlvGJv7sUnI/AAAAAAAAYZ0/vq_YbSpRofU/s400/IMG_5400.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Handsome Eric and his pink shirt.&amp;nbsp; He and Peter went shopping before the wedding ... Cute huh? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v26Q-KSCgbY/TlvGKDtSmII/AAAAAAAAYZ4/sXmP1BBnc_U/s1600/IMG_5405.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v26Q-KSCgbY/TlvGKDtSmII/AAAAAAAAYZ4/sXmP1BBnc_U/s400/IMG_5405.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Groomsmen!&amp;nbsp; All the Lustig boys are SO handsome!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;(David, Ben, Jake, Rick, Mystery Friend, Danny and Kurt) &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TGaB2JxGOBg/TlvGKWM9CbI/AAAAAAAAYZ8/c92634CY-s0/s1600/IMG_5407.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TGaB2JxGOBg/TlvGKWM9CbI/AAAAAAAAYZ8/c92634CY-s0/s400/IMG_5407.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bucky Leaper (the wiener dog) and the flower girls and 12 bridesmaids! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MtA3Wh3cpdg/TlvGKgiVEWI/AAAAAAAAYaA/KHVm53MCTvo/s1600/IMG_5408.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MtA3Wh3cpdg/TlvGKgiVEWI/AAAAAAAAYaA/KHVm53MCTvo/s400/IMG_5408.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty Mary and Gwenna - another fabulous cousin! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8_0zqJaLDGs/TlvGLNy5DtI/AAAAAAAAYaE/Jtx71cx93Xk/s1600/IMG_5414.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8_0zqJaLDGs/TlvGLNy5DtI/AAAAAAAAYaE/Jtx71cx93Xk/s400/IMG_5414.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tiff was gorgeous.&amp;nbsp; I was speechless, as I know David was too. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-acS4jYWK2cE/TlvGLjoqJfI/AAAAAAAAYaI/ftR0qOST9eM/s1600/IMG_5421.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-acS4jYWK2cE/TlvGLjoqJfI/AAAAAAAAYaI/ftR0qOST9eM/s400/IMG_5421.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The bubbles were a hit and were props for all sorts of fun all evening. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tVZePP37Q4/TlvGL2vUNVI/AAAAAAAAYaM/9VARX_m01O0/s1600/IMG_5427.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tVZePP37Q4/TlvGL2vUNVI/AAAAAAAAYaM/9VARX_m01O0/s400/IMG_5427.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jhett trying to eat an entire piece of pizza in one bite. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;It was a great wedding - casual and pretty.&amp;nbsp; Pizza was served for dinner (Tiff's favorite) and a doughnut cake for the cake (again, her favorite).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 10 Foot Tall and 80 Proof (my FAVORITE local band) played live music for hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q6rod2tnoCs/TlvGMc9LI9I/AAAAAAAAYaQ/ZEmkDbW6i_E/s1600/IMG_5431.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q6rod2tnoCs/TlvGMc9LI9I/AAAAAAAAYaQ/ZEmkDbW6i_E/s400/IMG_5431.JPG" width="255" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Family Portrait... Only one we've had in a while. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p5vcxm3jqeQ/TlvGMz7r0PI/AAAAAAAAYaU/uW9htmEuXvI/s1600/IMG_5435.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p5vcxm3jqeQ/TlvGMz7r0PI/AAAAAAAAYaU/uW9htmEuXvI/s400/IMG_5435.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Loni and her love, Justin.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rHgc0i4fJ7Q/TlvGNHWj07I/AAAAAAAAYaY/hXjcwStnhqc/s1600/IMG_5436.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rHgc0i4fJ7Q/TlvGNHWj07I/AAAAAAAAYaY/hXjcwStnhqc/s400/IMG_5436.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The scene&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9RMNSioYcWo/TlvGNiqLhFI/AAAAAAAAYac/hba1ndkWQBg/s1600/IMG_5438.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9RMNSioYcWo/TlvGNiqLhFI/AAAAAAAAYac/hba1ndkWQBg/s400/IMG_5438.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mattie loved the doughnut cake. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--VfWVHzmiqc/TlvGOYFTe8I/AAAAAAAAYak/y_EwELXPGYs/s1600/IMG_5449.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--VfWVHzmiqc/TlvGOYFTe8I/AAAAAAAAYak/y_EwELXPGYs/s400/IMG_5449.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;First Dance &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TV-LZgfv0s0/TlvGOwShk0I/AAAAAAAAYao/xRg1kXb1aOU/s1600/IMG_5455.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TV-LZgfv0s0/TlvGOwShk0I/AAAAAAAAYao/xRg1kXb1aOU/s400/IMG_5455.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Tiff and David's first Dance was one of the sweetest I had ever seen.&amp;nbsp; David was a big pile of mush and was teary eyed (first we had ever seen).&amp;nbsp; Tiff was so in love and so beautiful.&amp;nbsp; As they danced (and I cried), Mattie and Cash took their first dance and you will see in this video BOTH couples being adorable. Please see the moment when&amp;nbsp; as Cash walks across the dance floor to dance with Mattie.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/j-3t50wR2FU" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the first dance, Mattie and Cash immediately went into couples dance mode and continued to emulate every move they saw on the dance floor.&amp;nbsp; When I tried dancing with Matine at one point, Cash even tapped me on the leg and 'cut in' to dance with her more.&amp;nbsp; They twirled, two stepped, did some spins and hops.&amp;nbsp; It was precious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Mattie's solo performance. This went on for hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/NYjx8ptmgGc" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0swC2FWGao8/TlvGPabyDPI/AAAAAAAAYas/mj5vCpxHvAk/s1600/IMG_5466.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0swC2FWGao8/TlvGPabyDPI/AAAAAAAAYas/mj5vCpxHvAk/s400/IMG_5466.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cousin Tara and friend Jake&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hQoou6nHnP0/TlvGPzHNoRI/AAAAAAAAYaw/9vDjQJmtlc8/s1600/IMG_5468.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hQoou6nHnP0/TlvGPzHNoRI/AAAAAAAAYaw/9vDjQJmtlc8/s400/IMG_5468.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My favorite gals - Lone and Marni Waters ... I wish I had sisters just like them.&amp;nbsp; I guess I kind of do! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uwLs65Nx1Jo/TlvGQVEwkMI/AAAAAAAAYa0/VgWM6PXKp2g/s1600/IMG_5473.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uwLs65Nx1Jo/TlvGQVEwkMI/AAAAAAAAYa0/VgWM6PXKp2g/s400/IMG_5473.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ben and Amy (both siblings of the groom) tearing up the floor! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oGWJs_nDsMo/TlvGQoa2p7I/AAAAAAAAYa4/j7eOWlVwrj4/s1600/IMG_5477.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oGWJs_nDsMo/TlvGQoa2p7I/AAAAAAAAYa4/j7eOWlVwrj4/s400/IMG_5477.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;More bubbly love and of course, Mattie's favorite- her Marni. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A-Z_WGs3Qt4/TlvGRKwVI6I/AAAAAAAAYa8/NUG6JwWBeXk/s1600/IMG_5478.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A-Z_WGs3Qt4/TlvGRKwVI6I/AAAAAAAAYa8/NUG6JwWBeXk/s400/IMG_5478.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The world's BEST sister-in-law!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I love Amy! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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When? See you there!"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a gorgeous Montana evening to sit outside on the patio at the Park Place Tavern and margaritas,champagne, laughter and discussion flowed freely.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am always left amazed at the beautiful, strong, interesting mix of ladies that I am fortunate enough to be surrounded by.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Seriously, these women are all &lt;u&gt;extraordinary&lt;/u&gt; in every possible way.&amp;nbsp; I'd be lost without them.&amp;nbsp; Cheers Ladies! 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Not the case.&amp;nbsp; While there are a lot of bears in the area and yes, there are grizzly encounters and the very occasional "attack" it is really rare to actually see them.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We get just as excited about seeing them as our friends who come to visit because we can count on our hands the number of times we have seen them in the wild.&amp;nbsp; Which is why even I visit the tourists traps to see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drive past the "Grizzly Encounter" facility nearly every day as we head to Bozeman.&amp;nbsp; I had yet to stop until last week when Sally and the girls were going to meet one of their friends who was passing through town on her way back East.&amp;nbsp; I knew Mattie would love to see the bears so close and it was about time I checked this place out!&amp;nbsp; We were not disappointed and it was great to hear the rescue stories of how these bears got to this nice place.&amp;nbsp; All but one of them had been rescued from bad/abusive captivity situations and now lived a relatively nice life where they get fresh air, no cages, fed regularly and companionship with others of their kind.&amp;nbsp; They do a very nice job of talking and telling you all about brown bears, their habitat, how to behave in the wild so you avoid a bad encounter with them, etc.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Very informative. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CnbqVZtZBxQ/TluznK_cZOI/AAAAAAAAYYo/xuPN4TJhCf0/s1600/IMG_5327.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CnbqVZtZBxQ/TluznK_cZOI/AAAAAAAAYYo/xuPN4TJhCf0/s400/IMG_5327.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;While there were REAL LIVE bears just feet from them, they preferred to fight over who could hug and hold the wooden bear at the gift shop.... 2 year olds...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tdv-IAuJz9M/Tluzn55XCTI/AAAAAAAAYYs/iadEGi5rKHA/s1600/IMG_5314.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tdv-IAuJz9M/Tluzn55XCTI/AAAAAAAAYYs/iadEGi5rKHA/s400/IMG_5314.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Audrey, Sally and Mattie observing Brutus the Bear and Shaena the bear. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7Kt8Igt8ivg/TluzoaZqMyI/AAAAAAAAYYw/crTGtVoEtiU/s1600/IMG_5318.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7Kt8Igt8ivg/TluzoaZqMyI/AAAAAAAAYYw/crTGtVoEtiU/s400/IMG_5318.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brutus is the same bear you see in all the movies.&amp;nbsp; He is the one in the background digging the hole.&amp;nbsp; Shaena was chilling in the water and playing with the log. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Cyn8Nl40d8/Tluzo1nvdyI/AAAAAAAAYY0/dlC-Yc2CD6A/s1600/IMG_5322.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Cyn8Nl40d8/Tluzo1nvdyI/AAAAAAAAYY0/dlC-Yc2CD6A/s400/IMG_5322.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;They both took a dip and even did a little playful growling and roaring for us! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Next time anyone visits I will take you here ... 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See the resemblance to anyone? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Di50Cl_JpC8/TlqoVD4qUVI/AAAAAAAAYYI/x9X5W5N9FFE/s1600/jarvis+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Di50Cl_JpC8/TlqoVD4qUVI/AAAAAAAAYYI/x9X5W5N9FFE/s400/jarvis+1.jpg" width="280" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aunt Jerry and my grandmother (dad's mom) Pauline - they were all beautiful women! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2djNR0tvdCk/TlqoVqODSXI/AAAAAAAAYYM/cmVh2wCplOk/s1600/jarvis+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="388" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2djNR0tvdCk/TlqoVqODSXI/AAAAAAAAYYM/cmVh2wCplOk/s400/jarvis+2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My great grandmother Lois (the mom of 17) taking a break from child rearing to fish apparently.... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--3YLFRoSiXg/TlqoWNa2fsI/AAAAAAAAYYQ/8FuDt-bIvV8/s1600/jarvis+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--3YLFRoSiXg/TlqoWNa2fsI/AAAAAAAAYYQ/8FuDt-bIvV8/s400/jarvis+3.jpg" width="373" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aunt Mary, Grandma Lois, Uncle Andy, and my grandmother Pauline- this picture looks straight out of Madmen to me &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A5Lc4LR95R4/TlqoWh9Qm1I/AAAAAAAAYYU/11HtPK-OtVo/s1600/jarvis+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A5Lc4LR95R4/TlqoWh9Qm1I/AAAAAAAAYYU/11HtPK-OtVo/s400/jarvis+4.jpg" width="235" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Uncle Doc - always looks so cool in his pictures. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vjs8bBhW9OE/TlqoXJ0ktOI/AAAAAAAAYYY/ht0-ZuYsH58/s1600/jarvis+5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vjs8bBhW9OE/TlqoXJ0ktOI/AAAAAAAAYYY/ht0-ZuYsH58/s400/jarvis+5.jpg" width="393" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mother - Daughter Pose - Great Grandma with her girls. I love how they are so giggly! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NYNOmuAId9Y/TlqoYOBpIoI/AAAAAAAAYYc/z7Yt8JHufPw/s1600/jarvis+6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="366" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NYNOmuAId9Y/TlqoYOBpIoI/AAAAAAAAYYc/z7Yt8JHufPw/s400/jarvis+6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some of the boys of the 17 - this was taken at the funeral of the 3rd oldest, Joe's funeral.&amp;nbsp; He died in a plane crash in Oklahoma. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jWSyHhj34Vw/TlqoYiqOEhI/AAAAAAAAYYg/cfllD661kds/s1600/jarvis+7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="391" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jWSyHhj34Vw/TlqoYiqOEhI/AAAAAAAAYYg/cfllD661kds/s400/jarvis+7.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My grandmother Pauline, holding her 2nd oldest, my Aunt Susie.&amp;nbsp; She was so pretty! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IfaNH5i0DdI/TlqoY9rNEGI/AAAAAAAAYYk/5ZHuTSKej7U/s1600/jarvis+8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="291" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IfaNH5i0DdI/TlqoY9rNEGI/AAAAAAAAYYk/5ZHuTSKej7U/s400/jarvis+8.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;All the kids that were still living when their mom, Lois died&amp;nbsp; (taken at her funeral) .&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I have a million more pictures I could post - similar poses and stories... But of my dad and aunts holding us as babies and playing at reunions.&amp;nbsp; Now WE have the kids and have more generations running around the same places.&amp;nbsp; Different hairstyles and clothes but it is fun to see the same smiles and those Jarvis genes going strong! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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Crisis averted (for now)... we still have a meat eater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids played and frolicked.&amp;nbsp; It was a perfect night.&amp;nbsp; Perfect weather.&amp;nbsp; A great mix of music blaring (a perk to having no neighbors), and as always, I just want to cry to see all our friends - they are so wonderful.&amp;nbsp; I drank a few too many beers and we eventually left around 9:30 - when our party girl FINALLY showed signs of slowing down.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another wonderful summer memory for the scrapbook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-80AYro23gyg/Tkia2iIcQOI/AAAAAAAAYQg/HsHbTVelfek/s1600/IMG_1561.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-80AYro23gyg/Tkia2iIcQOI/AAAAAAAAYQg/HsHbTVelfek/s400/IMG_1561.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;every party needs a little picnic blanket cribbage game! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G03uAhgTnsU/Tkia30Gh6LI/AAAAAAAAYQk/m8938JimvoM/s1600/IMG_1523.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G03uAhgTnsU/Tkia30Gh6LI/AAAAAAAAYQk/m8938JimvoM/s400/IMG_1523.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;the demise of Wilbur&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--Tb6-380o6k/Tkia5IQlcBI/AAAAAAAAYQo/QsYNGbcgsqY/s1600/IMG_1531.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--Tb6-380o6k/Tkia5IQlcBI/AAAAAAAAYQo/QsYNGbcgsqY/s400/IMG_1531.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Matine obsessed with Christy's dog ... of course.&amp;nbsp; "I hold it." &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZviYoPypX3E/Tkia6f2psXI/AAAAAAAAYQs/5iuB_LNiWy0/s1600/IMG_1539.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZviYoPypX3E/Tkia6f2psXI/AAAAAAAAYQs/5iuB_LNiWy0/s400/IMG_1539.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Henry and Finn - always adorable. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JkCufPEYyWM/Tkia9Rq3RPI/AAAAAAAAYQw/Tgl2LgiMdbk/s1600/IMG_1540.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JkCufPEYyWM/Tkia9Rq3RPI/AAAAAAAAYQw/Tgl2LgiMdbk/s400/IMG_1540.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;THE Rob Bankston! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7Pm9D0yt27Q/Tkia_PiGWeI/AAAAAAAAYQ0/qullC3qF7Ys/s1600/IMG_1545.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7Pm9D0yt27Q/Tkia_PiGWeI/AAAAAAAAYQ0/qullC3qF7Ys/s400/IMG_1545.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My beautiful friends and their beautiful babies.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lu8RDv46Y_I/TkibAUSppKI/AAAAAAAAYQ4/oENRGBi5IC4/s1600/IMG_1549.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lu8RDv46Y_I/TkibAUSppKI/AAAAAAAAYQ4/oENRGBi5IC4/s400/IMG_1549.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Megan and Elias - after a brief move to Boulder, CO - they are BACK for good! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G9F_GXFvKyI/TkibCLS_BnI/AAAAAAAAYQ8/IN02gu5sxqc/s1600/IMG_1551.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G9F_GXFvKyI/TkibCLS_BnI/AAAAAAAAYQ8/IN02gu5sxqc/s400/IMG_1551.JPG" width="310" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My favorite shots of the night.&amp;nbsp; The girls playing in the flowers. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zm1uUPOS1ik/TkibFCvHM_I/AAAAAAAAYRA/6O37IuO-xMY/s1600/IMG_1552.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="288" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zm1uUPOS1ik/TkibFCvHM_I/AAAAAAAAYRA/6O37IuO-xMY/s400/IMG_1552.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Having so much fun. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mdpkwXwRo1c/TkibGgzMtpI/AAAAAAAAYRE/Xb3iXnhoDSo/s1600/IMG_1559.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mdpkwXwRo1c/TkibGgzMtpI/AAAAAAAAYRE/Xb3iXnhoDSo/s400/IMG_1559.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The fire was a HIT!&amp;nbsp; AND, all the kids stayed behind the green hose line like good boys and girls. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qcoags-Fgfc/TkibIBDxPbI/AAAAAAAAYRI/V__KxLCMEk0/s1600/IMG_1560.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qcoags-Fgfc/TkibIBDxPbI/AAAAAAAAYRI/V__KxLCMEk0/s400/IMG_1560.JPG" width="277" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Tony chatting - Peter said I looked like I was wearing a maternity dress. 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It just makes good sense. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keely, thanks for letting me a part of your day and THANK YOU for being my friend for all of these amazing years.&amp;nbsp; I love you so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Janqbt3jg5g/TkNHf6XnVEI/AAAAAAAAYPc/u0mmNultJHc/s1600/keely+1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Janqbt3jg5g/TkNHf6XnVEI/AAAAAAAAYPc/u0mmNultJHc/s400/keely+1.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Keely meets Matine&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dbpsdwQEAjQ/TkNHlpewv7I/AAAAAAAAYPg/MZnpn6w59AA/s1600/900528-4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="277" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dbpsdwQEAjQ/TkNHlpewv7I/AAAAAAAAYPg/MZnpn6w59AA/s400/900528-4.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pool party at Keely's house in Tulsa. 1990 - we are the two in the matching suits - of course.&amp;nbsp; All of the hair in this photo is really quite amazing ... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pa3InhRHWak/TkNHm6Yph_I/AAAAAAAAYPk/-22S6M7gMKg/s1600/900402.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pa3InhRHWak/TkNHm6Yph_I/AAAAAAAAYPk/-22S6M7gMKg/s400/900402.JPG" width="391" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;4th grade with our Teacher Miss Slack - Check out her perfect bangs ... We used to measure them with a ruler every morning, sitting next to each other at our adjacent desks.&amp;nbsp; Mine were not looking so hot on this humid Oklahoma day. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I can't wait to see Keely and Tom get married!&amp;nbsp; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;I look up to you little brother in so many ways, but my favorite thing about you is your enthusiasm for LIFE... all of it.&amp;nbsp; You love the gritty parts, the humor, the scary stuff, the adventure, the love and all of the smells, feelings, tastes and things that living a FULL life brings.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Thank you for being just as excited to tell me about a new favorite recipe as you are a concert you saw.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You are surrounded by amazing people and friends because YOU are amazing and a friend.&amp;nbsp; You are magnetic and contagious and people adore you because you are real and sincere and WANT to know people, in and out.&amp;nbsp; You are ALWAYS there for me... the first to call me to the table but the first to give me a hug and tell me you love me.&amp;nbsp; Thanks for being on my team since the day I met you.&amp;nbsp; You are my best friend ... always.&amp;nbsp; I hope we have many, many, many more adventures together!&amp;nbsp; Never lose you hunger for all things beautiful!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oamjl3MGt4o/TkNQdy8qY4I/AAAAAAAAYPo/rzO7_nRdSv4/s1600/IMG_2070.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oamjl3MGt4o/TkNQdy8qY4I/AAAAAAAAYPo/rzO7_nRdSv4/s400/IMG_2070.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;He loves Montana! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZrRV4biZAIY/TkNQfOp8p4I/AAAAAAAAYPs/SCN21P5H2k8/s1600/900601-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZrRV4biZAIY/TkNQfOp8p4I/AAAAAAAAYPs/SCN21P5H2k8/s400/900601-1.JPG" width="272" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;What?&amp;nbsp; Did we really get along THAT well? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-qgSaJbCrM/TkNQhaNX5pI/AAAAAAAAYP0/_t3DbmW3Bho/s1600/910201.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-qgSaJbCrM/TkNQhaNX5pI/AAAAAAAAYP0/_t3DbmW3Bho/s400/910201.JPG" width="262" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;How I remember you most. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dk4QMAC8Hzk/TkNQkeOixEI/AAAAAAAAYP8/3u9cv_fgbXk/s1600/IMG_2047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dk4QMAC8Hzk/TkNQkeOixEI/AAAAAAAAYP8/3u9cv_fgbXk/s400/IMG_2047.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;With his favorite niece this summer. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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She has only floated the Yellowstone on a whitewater trip, and while that is LOTS of fun, there is nothing like a crisp Montana evening when all is quiet but the birds and a few river-side deer lapping up their last bits of water for the day to make you take a deep breath and say, "I live in the best place on the PLANET!"&amp;nbsp; It was a gorgeous evening and I think a good time was had by all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ETkno4mSymE/TkNC4FALFAI/AAAAAAAAYOs/k3TUGt2Bylw/s1600/DSCN0569.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ETkno4mSymE/TkNC4FALFAI/AAAAAAAAYOs/k3TUGt2Bylw/s400/DSCN0569.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Helping Dad row the boat. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EnXuuuggsXA/TkNC5RJwaRI/AAAAAAAAYOw/NaMenyc2U10/s1600/DSCN0552.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EnXuuuggsXA/TkNC5RJwaRI/AAAAAAAAYOw/NaMenyc2U10/s400/DSCN0552.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2JP2wgTStBA/TkNC6hzKzjI/AAAAAAAAYO0/mY1KPr6NNjk/s1600/DSCN0565.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2JP2wgTStBA/TkNC6hzKzjI/AAAAAAAAYO0/mY1KPr6NNjk/s400/DSCN0565.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am pretty sure this was here letting us know about a "whale" sighting. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6V3WsBa_qrY/TkNC7wd1iJI/AAAAAAAAYO4/-iVO5g2Xquk/s1600/DSCN0566.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6V3WsBa_qrY/TkNC7wd1iJI/AAAAAAAAYO4/-iVO5g2Xquk/s400/DSCN0566.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Peter for rowing our tails down the River AFTER already putting in a full days work rowing clients down another River.&amp;nbsp; It was worth it to see my mom's smiles and to hear Matine's squeals as she was CERTAIN she saw "whales" in the Yellowstone River.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She even convinced herself (after we told her) that some splashes in the River were the "whales" and she immediately says to us (with great certainty), "I need to hold him."&amp;nbsp; Good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; 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She is always willing, ready and delighted.&amp;nbsp; She's amazing.&amp;nbsp; My mother has an unbelievable way of being the perfect blend of fun, outgoing, friend who you always want around and also a "mom."&amp;nbsp; She knows when to just smile and laugh and when to sit me down and give me that counsel and advice that only a Mother can do.&amp;nbsp; She is Super-Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pk6IAAYaM_k/Tj9kGVa86FI/AAAAAAAAYOA/tnNuie_WQWc/s1600/Scan001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="271" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pk6IAAYaM_k/Tj9kGVa86FI/AAAAAAAAYOA/tnNuie_WQWc/s400/Scan001.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Circa 1982 - Brooke, Mom and Clark&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Everyday I am AMAZED at her talents and enthusiasm for anything that she does.&amp;nbsp; She can decorate on a dime like no-ones business, she can see the most beautiful potential in things that I would never give a second glance to, and she has in less than 2 years made for she and Jim (and our family) the most beautiful, warm and inviting home.&amp;nbsp; She loves that people can just show up, get a beer from the fridge and relax - she is a master at making people feel welcome and love; and let me tell you, half of Livingston adores Kerri!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am so proud to introduce her to my friends and the irony is that they are now HER friends, OUR friends.&amp;nbsp; Our entire community has embraced she and Jim because they are so good at embracing others.&amp;nbsp; I am so proud to have her in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e6kYT9Z5uQc/Tj9mvn_Rc5I/AAAAAAAAYOY/WQbbyt14DzE/s1600/DSC04216.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e6kYT9Z5uQc/Tj9mvn_Rc5I/AAAAAAAAYOY/WQbbyt14DzE/s400/DSC04216.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;2009 - Thanksgiving &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't seen my mother with her grand-daughter, you should.&amp;nbsp; It is the most beautiful thing to behold. So many days I watch them together and it literally brings me to tears.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She ADORES Matine and somehow knows EXACTLY what she wants, needs and desires at any moment. We joke that Matine is always so perfect and happy at "Nona's because she never tells her 'no'" but I know that isn't &lt;i&gt;entirely&lt;/i&gt; true.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It is taking a Village to raise that little one and I am sure grateful to have her on my team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h42Nm1p3tsk/Tj9ldi4l2YI/AAAAAAAAYOE/UIZt4pZRyQw/s1600/281241_2015226777134_1137758029_32079703_6398028_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h42Nm1p3tsk/Tj9ldi4l2YI/AAAAAAAAYOE/UIZt4pZRyQw/s400/281241_2015226777134_1137758029_32079703_6398028_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;2011 - July &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother seems to have found her true calling as a Grandma and it is contagious and delightful to see.&amp;nbsp; Games, crafts, puppets, movies, bike rides, baking, sewing, swinging, napping, sharing snacks ... They do it ALL together and she always makes it MORE FUN than anyone else.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mattie looks at her with such adoration and I LOVE that she begs to go to her "Nona's house" or asks if "Nona is coming" when we get dressed to go somewhere.&amp;nbsp; They have an amazing bond that I know will be the forever and I can't ever thank my amazing mother enough for taking the time, opening her generous heart, and allowing my child to love her so much.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My mom has been many things to me over the years (counselor, nurse, teacher, friend, resource guide, personal seamstress/gardener/shopper, etc) but the greatest thing yet has been getting to share Mattie with her.&amp;nbsp; I have more respect, love and understanding about what it meant to be my mom now that I am a mother.&amp;nbsp; Mom, somehow, you made it look pretty darn effortless.&amp;nbsp; And I know Clark and I weren't always the easiest kids.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You always make the time, have the energy, the smile and the love that I need.&amp;nbsp; Always.&amp;nbsp; I love you so much and have no idea what I would do without you.&amp;nbsp; You are the strongest, bravest, most beautiful and interesting friend, mother and woman I know ... I hope I am half the person you are ... someday.&amp;nbsp; HAPPY BIRTHDAY KERRI NONA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GIxKpwhlPIM/Tj9mRani-KI/AAAAAAAAYOQ/IEHRYdEy8Lg/s1600/DSC07477.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GIxKpwhlPIM/Tj9mRani-KI/AAAAAAAAYOQ/IEHRYdEy8Lg/s400/DSC07477.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;2010 - Vancouver Trip&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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Jim's kids are here and it is always great to see them.&amp;nbsp; It's their first time to Montana and I know they are extremely grateful to be out of the hot hellishness of Oklahoma for a week.&amp;nbsp; They have enjoyed the cool evening temps, highs in teh 80's, hikes to waterfalls, bike rides around town, and even Yellowstone National Park!&amp;nbsp; Matine is in love with this week's cousin du jour.&amp;nbsp; Last week she was attached at the hip to Sam Cottongim, this week it's Ty, Stacee and David's son.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I keep saying it, but I am REALLY not sure what we are going to do about this gal... there is just too much love to go around with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we all went to the PBR Rodeo.&amp;nbsp; If you remember &lt;a href="http://brookeandpeter.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-freaking-love-my-life.html"&gt;last year&lt;/a&gt; we did the PBR when Clark and Richie were in town, this year it was just as much fun.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Matine, Peter, Sally and I had a little date night at the Bistro before the event, and I could hardly contain her, as she was READY to "see the bulls!"&amp;nbsp; This kid loves a rodeo.&amp;nbsp; Great night was had by all and as usual, the Livingston backdrop was as pretty as a summer night in the mountains could ever be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gj5RaCXjML0/TjGzl-jlMyI/AAAAAAAAX3A/oIwIItpDPkQ/s1600/IMG_5068.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gj5RaCXjML0/TjGzl-jlMyI/AAAAAAAAX3A/oIwIItpDPkQ/s400/IMG_5068.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My sweet date, reading the menu and deciding on some water and pizza .... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M3wt6wsoZ40/TjGzm2g6qNI/AAAAAAAAX3E/LcPQZZe2ric/s1600/IMG_5077.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M3wt6wsoZ40/TjGzm2g6qNI/AAAAAAAAX3E/LcPQZZe2ric/s400/IMG_5077.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I LOVE my gal. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_q3tjwMFbKs/TjGznwlrGpI/AAAAAAAAX3I/b_vvplgZkvM/s1600/IMG_5084.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_q3tjwMFbKs/TjGznwlrGpI/AAAAAAAAX3I/b_vvplgZkvM/s400/IMG_5084.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;What a crowd.&amp;nbsp; My family is the best ever.... seriously.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vF6oTrTK330/TjGzpHKz_ZI/AAAAAAAAX3M/OH6rFhzipNE/s1600/IMG_5085.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vF6oTrTK330/TjGzpHKz_ZI/AAAAAAAAX3M/OH6rFhzipNE/s400/IMG_5085.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chris, Katie and Kirk Bynum&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l5LPxgVrd4w/TjGzqOpHDMI/AAAAAAAAX3Q/wnUSHCfm_vg/s1600/IMG_5086.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l5LPxgVrd4w/TjGzqOpHDMI/AAAAAAAAX3Q/wnUSHCfm_vg/s400/IMG_5086.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ready for the action! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mc5NXo_PJGA/TjGzq8LLdKI/AAAAAAAAX3U/EHP6uJ2rBbo/s1600/IMG_5096.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="132" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mc5NXo_PJGA/TjGzq8LLdKI/AAAAAAAAX3U/EHP6uJ2rBbo/s400/IMG_5096.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's nothing better than 40 hot cowboys in a line. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iWcv3ZEEvCc/TjGzsBLynTI/AAAAAAAAX3Y/RQuXR7yYVxE/s1600/IMG_5107.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iWcv3ZEEvCc/TjGzsBLynTI/AAAAAAAAX3Y/RQuXR7yYVxE/s400/IMG_5107.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mattie loved it all... the bulls, the clown, the singing, clapping, cheering .... Needing a closer look.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b6mmhP3Dfhk/TjGzkvjTi6I/AAAAAAAAX28/-R0DliBaDCo/s1600/IMG_5158.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b6mmhP3Dfhk/TjGzkvjTi6I/AAAAAAAAX28/-R0DliBaDCo/s400/IMG_5158.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hubby &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-79PxaxdyeL4/TjGzte5zFPI/AAAAAAAAX3c/VfXKQzBGpCk/s1600/IMG_5111.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-79PxaxdyeL4/TjGzte5zFPI/AAAAAAAAX3c/VfXKQzBGpCk/s400/IMG_5111.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My mom is SO cute... She is really fitting in well in Livingston.&amp;nbsp; I think the mountains suit her just fine! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sfxnedewkgk/TjGzuu9KRDI/AAAAAAAAX3g/otFffEbsj8c/s1600/IMG_5117.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sfxnedewkgk/TjGzuu9KRDI/AAAAAAAAX3g/otFffEbsj8c/s400/IMG_5117.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Montana's own, Flint Rasmussen... the famous rodeo clown.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6X85FfNns68/TjGzvRQxw0I/AAAAAAAAX3k/tZbcLETpKr4/s1600/IMG_5126.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6X85FfNns68/TjGzvRQxw0I/AAAAAAAAX3k/tZbcLETpKr4/s400/IMG_5126.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our backdrop for the night.... Ahhhhhh&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v9WuWaup1E0/TjGzwWYp98I/AAAAAAAAX3o/7s9-gqsSRoU/s1600/IMG_5132.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v9WuWaup1E0/TjGzwWYp98I/AAAAAAAAX3o/7s9-gqsSRoU/s400/IMG_5132.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cheering and catching prizes. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k5HxEIwNQ_s/TjGzxuVY_mI/AAAAAAAAX3s/IDWMV3nt1Qk/s1600/IMG_5134.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k5HxEIwNQ_s/TjGzxuVY_mI/AAAAAAAAX3s/IDWMV3nt1Qk/s400/IMG_5134.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My sweet, beautiful, thoughtful, fun, loyal friend Sally! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qqMqzlZv7ZM/TjGzy4HmmgI/AAAAAAAAX3w/X-KLDFgQN_U/s1600/IMG_5136.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qqMqzlZv7ZM/TjGzy4HmmgI/AAAAAAAAX3w/X-KLDFgQN_U/s400/IMG_5136.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mattie holding on to her prize ... When do we tell her about this kissing cousins thing? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UvPat5u8P9M/TjGzz0_E-_I/AAAAAAAAX30/9pYfQXivHHA/s1600/IMG_5138.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UvPat5u8P9M/TjGzz0_E-_I/AAAAAAAAX30/9pYfQXivHHA/s400/IMG_5138.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Her new BF, Ty. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;More pictures to come of the rest of the Bynum's trip ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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My years of dreaming of this place finally arrived! &amp;nbsp; I didn't realize how "hopeful" Hope would make me or how much I needed my best friend and some time away.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hope was perfect, in so many ways. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew it would be painful to leave Mattie, but I also knew she was in great hands - between her favorite woman, Nona (yes, I think she rightfully loves her Nona more than me even), her dad, and what ended up being a good amount of time with her Nana Jo and Aunt Amy - she wasn't lacking for attention or love.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She had a BLAST.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Thank goodness we have a "Village" around us, or I would have to live like the rest of the world ... Juggling time between babysitters, daycare, and NOT going on week-long vacations.&amp;nbsp; Mom and Jim also watered our plants, fed our chickens, looked after the mail, yard, and even the dogs when Pete was gone.&amp;nbsp; Thank you- none of us are sure what we would do without you!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the trip - it was refreshing, hard, wonderful, busy, relaxing - all of the things that make life great.&amp;nbsp; We based out of the cabin in Hope, a little town of 150 people (I only saw about 10 actual residents, the rest I assume live in the trees).&amp;nbsp; Matt built this place along a creek, hidden in the tallest most magical forest.&amp;nbsp; It has good "juju."&amp;nbsp; You immediately check reality at the door and step into relaxation mode (this is an understatement).&amp;nbsp; Micca and I stocked up on some food and a bottle of wine for each day we were there and literally kicked our feet up in the Sky Chairs on the porch and started talking.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; In between our wine drinking and talking we also hit the road and the trails and tried to see as much of Alaska as we could in our short week.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We needed to do some healing and relaxing, but we also had to see stuff!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Here it goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fZOCKp3aaZo/TicqIrO1lYI/AAAAAAAAXlI/fFSXTcTMExQ/s1600/IMG_4433.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fZOCKp3aaZo/TicqIrO1lYI/AAAAAAAAXlI/fFSXTcTMExQ/s400/IMG_4433.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can you see the glaciers?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;We flew in to Anchorage - Micca and I bought our tickets so we could meet in the Seattle Airport and fly in together.&amp;nbsp; When I had arrived (at 5am) to the Bozeman airport, they had CANCELLED me off of my flight from Seattle to Anchorage and put me on a different flight (without Micca) earlier in the day.&amp;nbsp; That was NOT going to happen, and the nice young man with Alaska Airlines worked his magic and we arranged a new flight that Micca and I could BOTH be on.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This proved to be the ONLY hiccup on the entire trip (amazing)!&amp;nbsp; We had just as much fun on the plane and in the airports as we did on the trip - but that is why Mic is my best friend.&amp;nbsp; We could be locked in a cellar for a week and we would manage to not kill each other or cease laughing.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SeWhXrmxCps/TicqNGaiHhI/AAAAAAAAXlU/RCQTtva_6b4/s1600/IMG_4464.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SeWhXrmxCps/TicqNGaiHhI/AAAAAAAAXlU/RCQTtva_6b4/s400/IMG_4464.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We took the beautiful drive from Anchorage to Hope, around the Turnagain Arm and through some pretty amazing mountains, rivers, streams, all along the ocean.&amp;nbsp; We made a few pit-stops in Anchorage to see Peter - yes, he was just arriving in Anchorage on his way back to Livingston after a week long fishing trip on the Good News River - fishing for trout, salmon, steelhead and dolly varden (that post is coming soon).&amp;nbsp; He had a great time and we shared some Moose's Tooth Pizza in Anchorage with him before heading to the Cabin.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As soon as we pulled into Hope, and about 2 minutes after Micca said, "I sure hope we see a moose sometime on this trip,"&amp;nbsp; We saw a momma moose and her two babies.&amp;nbsp; We saw MEESE!&amp;nbsp; We could check that off the list of things we wanted to see - yes there was a hand written list.&amp;nbsp; A few other items on the list:&amp;nbsp; Sarah Palin, eskimos, "a bunch of eagles" and "bears, but not eating us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tK3Ua_1Wkd4/TicqHbztXmI/AAAAAAAAXlE/wrtKznf6QJM/s1600/IMG_4777.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tK3Ua_1Wkd4/TicqHbztXmI/AAAAAAAAXlE/wrtKznf6QJM/s400/IMG_4777.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h0qt1_DGeGA/TicqR-96bMI/AAAAAAAAXlg/qgWbdcInAI0/s1600/IMG_4479.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h0qt1_DGeGA/TicqR-96bMI/AAAAAAAAXlg/qgWbdcInAI0/s400/IMG_4479.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zg6wiZWHR0I/TicqWoPxgyI/AAAAAAAAXls/JuDrIh1f8zE/s1600/IMG_4490.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zg6wiZWHR0I/TicqWoPxgyI/AAAAAAAAXls/JuDrIh1f8zE/s400/IMG_4490.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9Pmvfqo3rcw/TicqVexREwI/AAAAAAAAXlo/USrS5M0kpVE/s1600/IMG_4483.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9Pmvfqo3rcw/TicqVexREwI/AAAAAAAAXlo/USrS5M0kpVE/s400/IMG_4483.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.. this place. &amp;nbsp; Tiny.&amp;nbsp; Cute.&amp;nbsp; You could miss it if the road didn't literally dead end there. &amp;nbsp; We followed the instructions and turned left at the "road across from the cafe and a left at the "intersection" (which ended up being a bush and a mud puddle). &lt;br /&gt;We got acquainted with the place and made our selves comfortable.&amp;nbsp; Hopped on the kiddy bikes and rode through the "town of Hope."&amp;nbsp; This was a few dirt roads, some restaurants, a gallery, a library, a very strange gift shop and some beautiful views.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Our first day consisted of breakfast at the Discovery cafe, this bike ride, a few little walks, and some front porch sitting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R0_QN3TXfik/TicqP0EDwXI/AAAAAAAAXlc/sYK8u7B9VT8/s1600/IMG_4476.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R0_QN3TXfik/TicqP0EDwXI/AAAAAAAAXlc/sYK8u7B9VT8/s400/IMG_4476.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W4i21zyEA2w/TicqZspibFI/AAAAAAAAXl0/ro2TTmBY4gc/s1600/IMG_4492.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W4i21zyEA2w/TicqZspibFI/AAAAAAAAXl0/ro2TTmBY4gc/s400/IMG_4492.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got REAL comfortable in these chairs. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kHOAIA_AKsM/TicqeTMmPBI/AAAAAAAAXmA/NbI9NM4lg6Q/s1600/IMG_4506.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kHOAIA_AKsM/TicqeTMmPBI/AAAAAAAAXmA/NbI9NM4lg6Q/s400/IMG_4506.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The lovely Discovery Cafe where we met Matt and Jeannette's friend Gina and where we filled up our water jugs and ate breakfasts most morning. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-68N_H8VfH_8/Ticqf4Tai8I/AAAAAAAAXmE/xmd2YDhLoGc/s1600/IMG_4511.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-68N_H8VfH_8/Ticqf4Tai8I/AAAAAAAAXmE/xmd2YDhLoGc/s400/IMG_4511.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The old school that is now the Library&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I5Zt1XB-CdY/TicqjdmtlvI/AAAAAAAAXmM/zIVP5rtbdrE/s1600/IMG_4516.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I5Zt1XB-CdY/TicqjdmtlvI/AAAAAAAAXmM/zIVP5rtbdrE/s400/IMG_4516.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Open "most days"&amp;nbsp; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KALFyf2dOXY/TicqkQydbyI/AAAAAAAAXmQ/0EqMb0vss28/s1600/IMG_4518.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KALFyf2dOXY/TicqkQydbyI/AAAAAAAAXmQ/0EqMb0vss28/s400/IMG_4518.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Riding through Hope&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JVDOLyQwnDI/Ticql1pGtzI/AAAAAAAAXmU/g49eKcd7Hho/s1600/IMG_4520.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JVDOLyQwnDI/Ticql1pGtzI/AAAAAAAAXmU/g49eKcd7Hho/s400/IMG_4520.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where Resurrection Creek meets the Turnagain Arm&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-laLG-oKVQLo/Ticqnev_7MI/AAAAAAAAXmY/Srtjf7ZADhs/s1600/IMG_4521.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-laLG-oKVQLo/Ticqnev_7MI/AAAAAAAAXmY/Srtjf7ZADhs/s400/IMG_4521.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shortly after taking this picture WHILE riding my own bike, I flew over the handle bars and ate dirt. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Day two:&amp;nbsp; Breakfast at Discovery Cafe, anxious about seeing some "Alaska stuff," and a lovely hike to Twin Lakes.&amp;nbsp; Just the drive up Palmer Creek Road was gorgeous.&amp;nbsp; The hike was perfect and a great way to get our legs moving and&amp;nbsp; our minds free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nNFFqtGPH2I/Ticq04LXyII/AAAAAAAAXnE/pPBJfnTD8nI/s1600/IMG_4564.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nNFFqtGPH2I/Ticq04LXyII/AAAAAAAAXnE/pPBJfnTD8nI/s400/IMG_4564.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5xoYpTTZOk/Ticq2RCQcNI/AAAAAAAAXnI/xiz4NgTR-HA/s1600/IMG_4567.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5xoYpTTZOk/Ticq2RCQcNI/AAAAAAAAXnI/xiz4NgTR-HA/s400/IMG_4567.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7tLTqMMgM3Y/Ticq5ll47lI/AAAAAAAAXnQ/qZDei9z5am0/s1600/IMG_4579.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7tLTqMMgM3Y/Ticq5ll47lI/AAAAAAAAXnQ/qZDei9z5am0/s400/IMG_4579.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k_UxX4_9LVQ/Ticq7M8KoCI/AAAAAAAAXnU/dLO2QPsEODY/s1600/IMG_4587.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k_UxX4_9LVQ/Ticq7M8KoCI/AAAAAAAAXnU/dLO2QPsEODY/s400/IMG_4587.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cJuJPcHXd6c/Ticq8UKOSZI/AAAAAAAAXnY/zkN5VK97mdI/s1600/IMG_4597.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cJuJPcHXd6c/Ticq8UKOSZI/AAAAAAAAXnY/zkN5VK97mdI/s400/IMG_4597.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DgzjjXsr020/Ticq3yoB9GI/AAAAAAAAXnM/t4Ql0QMDBVE/s1600/IMG_4570.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DgzjjXsr020/Ticq3yoB9GI/AAAAAAAAXnM/t4Ql0QMDBVE/s400/IMG_4570.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--i28_zOounk/Ticq9Rl_xEI/AAAAAAAAXnc/3LAarE27Kt0/s1600/IMG_4614.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--i28_zOounk/Ticq9Rl_xEI/AAAAAAAAXnc/3LAarE27Kt0/s400/IMG_4614.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IzTUzBZiKtw/TicrBAHMVSI/AAAAAAAAXnk/9rUPJ_zCj1Y/s1600/IMG_4625.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IzTUzBZiKtw/TicrBAHMVSI/AAAAAAAAXnk/9rUPJ_zCj1Y/s400/IMG_4625.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, still no bear sightings.&amp;nbsp; We did see a big beaver in one of the lakes on our hike.&amp;nbsp; I did get some solitude, BIG vistas, wildflowers and my best friend.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We had some delicious halibut and chips at the Seaview Cafe and of course, more wine on the porch and bed around 1 or 2 am?&amp;nbsp; It REALLY IS light ALL day there.&amp;nbsp; Maybe between 3 and 4 am it is "pretty dark" but I can still see exactly where I am going.&amp;nbsp; Our sleep masks weren't cutting it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jKcsqpDpQcw/Ticqo3svx5I/AAAAAAAAXmc/E6hVLPXlRk4/s1600/IMG_4522.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jKcsqpDpQcw/Ticqo3svx5I/AAAAAAAAXmc/E6hVLPXlRk4/s320/IMG_4522.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SZY7EOZ967I/TicqpxinCdI/AAAAAAAAXmg/ChO2yo-ubmk/s1600/IMG_4532.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SZY7EOZ967I/TicqpxinCdI/AAAAAAAAXmg/ChO2yo-ubmk/s400/IMG_4532.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Turnagain Arm with the bore tide in. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VEiR5cAk83U/Ticqs_chcaI/AAAAAAAAXms/q2o5KShyNrg/s1600/IMG_4542.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VEiR5cAk83U/Ticqs_chcaI/AAAAAAAAXms/q2o5KShyNrg/s400/IMG_4542.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sVHV4Wv7QHQ/TicquBhQy6I/AAAAAAAAXmw/WkblFndPgeU/s1600/IMG_4543.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sVHV4Wv7QHQ/TicquBhQy6I/AAAAAAAAXmw/WkblFndPgeU/s400/IMG_4543.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-avnO9Muv8ws/TicqvhPHr-I/AAAAAAAAXm0/L3bzRbTyz58/s1600/IMG_4553.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-avnO9Muv8ws/TicqvhPHr-I/AAAAAAAAXm0/L3bzRbTyz58/s400/IMG_4553.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Micca and I both are not fans of traveling with too much of an agenda.&amp;nbsp; The best surprises lie in the exploring and just going with the flow.&amp;nbsp; We had "rough" plans but weren't afraid to change them if a fork on the road looked interesting, or if the food at a certain place looked good.&amp;nbsp; We stumbled across a lot of beautiful things as we just got in the car and "went."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We drove to Girdwood and took a loooong road where some mines used to be.&amp;nbsp; Beautiful.&amp;nbsp; It also led us past the Alyeska Ski Resort and to the Crow Pass trail and Raven Glacier.&amp;nbsp; This might have been my favorite part of the trip.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Words can't describe how beautiful this hike was and how many different kinds of terrain we traveled through on the short 6 mile hike.&amp;nbsp; We finished up the day with a long steam "shower" in the sauna.&amp;nbsp; There's nothing like a hot steam in a sauna situated on a beautiful creek in the middle of the woods.&amp;nbsp; Being stark naked in the middle of nowhere never felt so good! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uAAaE_5FGzo/TicrIEmDa4I/AAAAAAAAXn8/hZElAVv26Ao/s1600/IMG_4645.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uAAaE_5FGzo/TicrIEmDa4I/AAAAAAAAXn8/hZElAVv26Ao/s400/IMG_4645.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tgt3Dd9yp80/TicrJk8Z70I/AAAAAAAAXoA/MBdlewkndzQ/s1600/IMG_4652.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tgt3Dd9yp80/TicrJk8Z70I/AAAAAAAAXoA/MBdlewkndzQ/s400/IMG_4652.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E-bhuPQn8M0/TicrKrJchWI/AAAAAAAAXoE/47uSM7b0G0A/s1600/IMG_4657.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E-bhuPQn8M0/TicrKrJchWI/AAAAAAAAXoE/47uSM7b0G0A/s400/IMG_4657.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Old mining equipment... not sure HOW they got it all up here.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JmmXO4N27c4/TicrPOmSQnI/AAAAAAAAXoQ/Vpoel_d0IpE/s1600/IMG_4662.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JmmXO4N27c4/TicrPOmSQnI/AAAAAAAAXoQ/Vpoel_d0IpE/s400/IMG_4662.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-smOJHQV91eA/TicrSEDEHtI/AAAAAAAAXoY/DfZ03dDCn3w/s1600/IMG_4664.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-smOJHQV91eA/TicrSEDEHtI/AAAAAAAAXoY/DfZ03dDCn3w/s400/IMG_4664.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can you see the trail meandering?&amp;nbsp; LOTS of switchbacks.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g3WIRTBxpiI/TicrTxXIrMI/AAAAAAAAXoc/RxbwPeKVvzA/s1600/IMG_4665.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g3WIRTBxpiI/TicrTxXIrMI/AAAAAAAAXoc/RxbwPeKVvzA/s400/IMG_4665.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JEo6FlZo-ag/TicrVqawJJI/AAAAAAAAXog/teIwJQhE5tA/s1600/IMG_4669.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JEo6FlZo-ag/TicrVqawJJI/AAAAAAAAXog/teIwJQhE5tA/s400/IMG_4669.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QxwYHZN73Ts/TicrW2UtpGI/AAAAAAAAXok/cb1SPYhXzMA/s1600/IMG_4674.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QxwYHZN73Ts/TicrW2UtpGI/AAAAAAAAXok/cb1SPYhXzMA/s400/IMG_4674.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U04Xrpu1hVQ/TicrYMur74I/AAAAAAAAXoo/9wW99LKjTeI/s1600/IMG_4676.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U04Xrpu1hVQ/TicrYMur74I/AAAAAAAAXoo/9wW99LKjTeI/s400/IMG_4676.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r773jyfH_rY/TicraTGGcPI/AAAAAAAAXow/A_8tHMA992s/s1600/IMG_4681.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r773jyfH_rY/TicraTGGcPI/AAAAAAAAXow/A_8tHMA992s/s400/IMG_4681.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yI1w6am2S70/TicrcpVQdzI/AAAAAAAAXo4/2IBwa6p_BAQ/s1600/IMG_4690.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yI1w6am2S70/TicrcpVQdzI/AAAAAAAAXo4/2IBwa6p_BAQ/s400/IMG_4690.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Raven Glacier in the background.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Dinner was delicious at the Double Musky Inn.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Wine, crab stuffed mushrooms, halibut .... YUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pw1M1c68wHE/TicreP3Vd4I/AAAAAAAAXo8/5jWZRXKIeoA/s1600/IMG_4693.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pw1M1c68wHE/TicreP3Vd4I/AAAAAAAAXo8/5jWZRXKIeoA/s400/IMG_4693.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CVkFbkY3CtI/TicrfB20p5I/AAAAAAAAXpA/QuUwoOqyu0I/s1600/IMG_4698.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CVkFbkY3CtI/TicrfB20p5I/AAAAAAAAXpA/QuUwoOqyu0I/s400/IMG_4698.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Day 4: &amp;nbsp; We drove to HOMER!&amp;nbsp; This was about a 3-4 hour drive south and West, straight to the ocean to a classic Alaskan Fishing town. &amp;nbsp; Beautiful, idyllic, just what we were looking for. &amp;nbsp; We signed up for some kayaking for the next day, found a very odd place to stay (we stayed at a Fisherman's Lodge which was actually a remodeled room above a fish packing / processing plant). &amp;nbsp; We strolled the Spit and had some beers at the famous Salty Dawg Saloon, got MORE fish and chips and crab cakes (we ate WAY too much fried food on this trip), and of course, drank some more wine and talk, talk, talked.&amp;nbsp; We LOVED Homer and all it's character.&amp;nbsp; It's a breathtaking place and has a fun atmosphere.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5XMie_y02DY/Ticrgd0pAdI/AAAAAAAAXpE/lyyt5-oKSRA/s1600/IMG_4702.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5XMie_y02DY/Ticrgd0pAdI/AAAAAAAAXpE/lyyt5-oKSRA/s400/IMG_4702.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0mmX98BC4-8/Ticrhq0tIhI/AAAAAAAAXpI/PFphDdJIIfA/s1600/IMG_4704.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0mmX98BC4-8/Ticrhq0tIhI/AAAAAAAAXpI/PFphDdJIIfA/s400/IMG_4704.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, that is fully shingled RV with flower boxes installed.&amp;nbsp; Awesome. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qco5YpvZs3E/TicrjAF2OHI/AAAAAAAAXpM/gCtgz6dM4xw/s1600/IMG_4705.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qco5YpvZs3E/TicrjAF2OHI/AAAAAAAAXpM/gCtgz6dM4xw/s400/IMG_4705.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5f7Z1UT9Lbo/TicrkWmz4rI/AAAAAAAAXpQ/OngN8PylS2s/s1600/IMG_4706.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5f7Z1UT9Lbo/TicrkWmz4rI/AAAAAAAAXpQ/OngN8PylS2s/s400/IMG_4706.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Halibut!&amp;nbsp; I think we ate some of the 4th one that night! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WL2doVQnDJI/TicrlSgdehI/AAAAAAAAXpU/VYuGFfVVHps/s1600/IMG_4707.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WL2doVQnDJI/TicrlSgdehI/AAAAAAAAXpU/VYuGFfVVHps/s400/IMG_4707.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rkIb0Zz3ock/Ticrm2GsRKI/AAAAAAAAXpY/Ix76D_wzCjA/s1600/IMG_4710.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rkIb0Zz3ock/Ticrm2GsRKI/AAAAAAAAXpY/Ix76D_wzCjA/s400/IMG_4710.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Coolest bar ever. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qf_sV8NDJ5M/TicroH_OVHI/AAAAAAAAXpc/zWnlhBrOIBY/s1600/IMG_4714.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qf_sV8NDJ5M/TicroH_OVHI/AAAAAAAAXpc/zWnlhBrOIBY/s400/IMG_4714.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another self portrait.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A1iI4BMTHMI/TicrpbfxHPI/AAAAAAAAXpg/LGIeQRpvBIo/s1600/IMG_4715.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A1iI4BMTHMI/TicrpbfxHPI/AAAAAAAAXpg/LGIeQRpvBIo/s400/IMG_4715.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Local Homer brew ... served in a Sobe juice bottle and wrinkled label/sticker of course.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Day 5:&amp;nbsp; Kayaking around Yukon Island in the Kachemak Bay.&amp;nbsp; Gorgeous!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A short 20 minute water taxi (called the Beowulf) and we were suiting up to cruise for the day.&amp;nbsp; We saw cool marine life (lots of jelly fish), sea kelp, little critters in the water, some amazing rock formations, "a bunch of eagles" (Micca could cross that off her list), sea otters (also on our list), sea lions (and... on our list), and even a little Alaska rain.&amp;nbsp; It was very relaxing and peaceful.&amp;nbsp; The other couples on the trip were even from MONTANA!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pretty small world.&amp;nbsp; Glad I was behaving myself.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WwXTqXc-5WQ/Ticrt9bFQQI/AAAAAAAAXpw/sWo_Jwa48Sg/s1600/IMG_4732.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WwXTqXc-5WQ/Ticrt9bFQQI/AAAAAAAAXpw/sWo_Jwa48Sg/s400/IMG_4732.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Water taxi to Yukon Island.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Kyx6jhNxxQ/Ticrsx2oi6I/AAAAAAAAXps/sYoZG7aEhzs/s1600/IMG_4728.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Kyx6jhNxxQ/Ticrsx2oi6I/AAAAAAAAXps/sYoZG7aEhzs/s400/IMG_4728.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Burr... it was ALMOST cold!&amp;nbsp; Love it! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MsUgkIjyLAI/TicrvE8HqWI/AAAAAAAAXp0/rpxyamTSauI/s1600/IMG_4736.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MsUgkIjyLAI/TicrvE8HqWI/AAAAAAAAXp0/rpxyamTSauI/s400/IMG_4736.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Beowulf Water Taxi.&amp;nbsp; Dropping us off. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jzGWJfD_M6w/Ticrx2vDhtI/AAAAAAAAXp8/XOiQhBOVFZg/s1600/IMG_4744.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jzGWJfD_M6w/Ticrx2vDhtI/AAAAAAAAXp8/XOiQhBOVFZg/s400/IMG_4744.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our rides for the day. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtvsJHAzsz4/TicrzRqcosI/AAAAAAAAXqA/U0Iv8Wic0Fc/s1600/IMG_4750.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtvsJHAzsz4/TicrzRqcosI/AAAAAAAAXqA/U0Iv8Wic0Fc/s400/IMG_4750.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We LOVE ALASKA!&amp;nbsp; Oh, and rubber wellies. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QfYoJq4yyFQ/Ticr0hWbG9I/AAAAAAAAXqE/Aj8UVr0QjFc/s1600/IMG_4752.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QfYoJq4yyFQ/Ticr0hWbG9I/AAAAAAAAXqE/Aj8UVr0QjFc/s400/IMG_4752.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Homer Spit scene. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We headed back to Hope that night, saw another moose along the way, and cooked ourselves a lovely smoked salmon alfredo dinner and .... more wine.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V711B4icqxc/Ticr4PfdGMI/AAAAAAAAXqM/lqr7KYiyyZg/s1600/IMG_4761.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V711B4icqxc/Ticr4PfdGMI/AAAAAAAAXqM/lqr7KYiyyZg/s400/IMG_4761.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M4BpJPJqDdc/Ticr5R_UcTI/AAAAAAAAXqQ/2Z_y-n5UJ9Y/s1600/IMG_4768.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M4BpJPJqDdc/Ticr5R_UcTI/AAAAAAAAXqQ/2Z_y-n5UJ9Y/s400/IMG_4768.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Day 6:&amp;nbsp; Sad day.&amp;nbsp; The day we had to THINK about leaving.&amp;nbsp; We went to the Dacha in Hope to do our laundry, cleaned the cabin, and then it started to rain a bit.&amp;nbsp; We enjoyed so much just being still and doing more talking, laughing and enjoying this amazing getaway.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Micca kept commenting how "sad she felt for Jeannette and Matt" because they had this place and they couldn't be there more often.&amp;nbsp; I completely understand what she means.&amp;nbsp; If I owned this place, I would yearn for it.&amp;nbsp; It is really a special place on this planet.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Anyways, we did one final sauna...ahhhh.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-97WafAl3LGE/Ticr9SiaDXI/AAAAAAAAXqY/_8DT-ZsPTGM/s1600/IMG_4771.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-97WafAl3LGE/Ticr9SiaDXI/AAAAAAAAXqY/_8DT-ZsPTGM/s400/IMG_4771.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The sauna&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xGrc9dprR_4/Ticr_EA8XcI/AAAAAAAAXqc/qATwYR-EoXs/s1600/IMG_4772.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xGrc9dprR_4/Ticr_EA8XcI/AAAAAAAAXqc/qATwYR-EoXs/s400/IMG_4772.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hot steamed goodness awaits. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vZoUhQb1ruk/TicsBOzvQNI/AAAAAAAAXqg/R2yKKQYMHTg/s1600/IMG_4774.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vZoUhQb1ruk/TicsBOzvQNI/AAAAAAAAXqg/R2yKKQYMHTg/s400/IMG_4774.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can picture my naked ass standing there looking at THIS.... Kidding, please don't. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Day 7:&amp;nbsp; Tears and sadness to leave Micca but some happy anticipation to be back home with Peter and Matine. I know Micca was really missing Josh and Cash. &amp;nbsp; I had a layover in the Seattle Airport from 9am to 8:00pm.&amp;nbsp; That is a LONG time to be in an airport.&amp;nbsp; I finished a book, caught up on the phone with old friends, spent WAY too much time in a gift shop (or 7), got a pedicure, and did my own version of a "pub crawl" through all the bars listed on the map at the airport.&amp;nbsp; I think the Alaskan Brewing Co hefeweizen was my favorite beer of the day.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b_FAPUAGFlw/TicqbNSylAI/AAAAAAAAXl4/_xRwr3_O6gE/s1600/IMG_4494.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b_FAPUAGFlw/TicqbNSylAI/AAAAAAAAXl4/_xRwr3_O6gE/s400/IMG_4494.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will never forget this spot. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tK3Ua_1Wkd4/TicqHbztXmI/AAAAAAAAXlE/wrtKznf6QJM/s1600/IMG_4777.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tK3Ua_1Wkd4/TicqHbztXmI/AAAAAAAAXlE/wrtKznf6QJM/s400/IMG_4777.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;or this little home.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MBR8P-ZadY8/TicrFUGItgI/AAAAAAAAXn0/h5UQ-fuMvXg/s1600/IMG_4641.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MBR8P-ZadY8/TicrFUGItgI/AAAAAAAAXn0/h5UQ-fuMvXg/s400/IMG_4641.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;or this wonderful little space. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GSUtNkvk3fg/TicrENykA6I/AAAAAAAAXnw/CHXpHmRfBzs/s1600/IMG_4637.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GSUtNkvk3fg/TicrENykA6I/AAAAAAAAXnw/CHXpHmRfBzs/s400/IMG_4637.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l-eeGxt6Ulg/TicrGhxL_7I/AAAAAAAAXn4/dk1BMJON7Tw/s1600/IMG_4642.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l-eeGxt6Ulg/TicrGhxL_7I/AAAAAAAAXn4/dk1BMJON7Tw/s400/IMG_4642.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Goodbye Hope Cabin, Goodbye Alaska, Goodbye BF, Goodbye week of nothing but goodness.... 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"hiking" with sticks. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pz0a_XZB7Ko/Th-tG41-wuI/AAAAAAAAXGo/a1jd3v78RfE/s1600/IMG_4781.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pz0a_XZB7Ko/Th-tG41-wuI/AAAAAAAAXGo/a1jd3v78RfE/s400/IMG_4781.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everyone in this family has a stick.... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;After the hike we enjoyed a strawberry shake and corn dog from Mark In and Out and Mattie and I came home for naps.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I then got to enjoy my gal ALL day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wanted "ponies" in her hair and she didn't want me to stop at one.&amp;nbsp; She kept pulling the rubberbands off my wrist asking for "more hair ponies" until I ran out of hair.&amp;nbsp; With Mattie's hair, it didn't take long to tell her it was full!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rzm1bte0ge4/Th-tJevgIiI/AAAAAAAAXGs/bQapfyR5yRw/s1600/IMG_4784.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rzm1bte0ge4/Th-tJevgIiI/AAAAAAAAXGs/bQapfyR5yRw/s400/IMG_4784.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then of course, she wanted to take pictures with "Matine's camera" and this is the world through the eye of Matine behind the lens (not bad I must say).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r2B45lFp11s/Th-tMII3wKI/AAAAAAAAXGw/w7Bzh3a0gZA/s1600/IMG_4790.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r2B45lFp11s/Th-tMII3wKI/AAAAAAAAXGw/w7Bzh3a0gZA/s400/IMG_4790.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom and Oliver, as captured by Matine (26 months) &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eaZgTKNsUlo/Th-tNneygSI/AAAAAAAAXG0/BtLTKeLHVnI/s1600/IMG_4791.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eaZgTKNsUlo/Th-tNneygSI/AAAAAAAAXG0/BtLTKeLHVnI/s400/IMG_4791.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;She tried taking one of herself&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QaiNqX2HsNQ/Th-tPjTT3yI/AAAAAAAAXG4/03IPXNmiK50/s1600/IMG_4793.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QaiNqX2HsNQ/Th-tPjTT3yI/AAAAAAAAXG4/03IPXNmiK50/s400/IMG_4793.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;And of course, her favorite animal and friend, Wilbur ... He got his own entire photo session.&amp;nbsp; I liked this one the best ... Her feet and the pig.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Something about it is just perfect. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;We then played and relaxed a bit and picked some rhubarb from our garden to make a pie.&amp;nbsp; This took hours and the house looked like a bakery explosion, but it was well worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I mix it."&amp;nbsp; "I have FOUR pieces on my fork."&amp;nbsp; "It needs spices momma."&amp;nbsp; "Taste it momma?&amp;nbsp; Yum."&amp;nbsp; "I think it's ready to cook now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is our masterpiece!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kEtksa0d50U/Th-s7c2vOiI/AAAAAAAAXGc/yBzm81gSFJQ/s1600/IMG_4798.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kEtksa0d50U/Th-s7c2vOiI/AAAAAAAAXGc/yBzm81gSFJQ/s400/IMG_4798.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sign of the season - rhubarb pie! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8hhhiv59DIc/Th-tRFQ-2ZI/AAAAAAAAXG8/WioRqMpA7Dg/s1600/IMG_4797.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8hhhiv59DIc/Th-tRFQ-2ZI/AAAAAAAAXG8/WioRqMpA7Dg/s400/IMG_4797.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Notice the pony tails are still ALL over her head.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Now they are stuck in place because of the sugar and butter that are now all over her entire body! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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It is truly the most idyllic, wonderful place to be during the 4th of July weekend.&amp;nbsp; The entire weekend is filled with small-town charm, hospitality, cuteness, and classic American fun. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday the 2nd, the entire state seems to show up in town for our parade.&amp;nbsp; It's nothing particularly special- it's a parade - horses, Shriners, clowns, beauty queens, locals advertising their businesses or strange talents.&amp;nbsp; But in Livingston, it always to have an extra "flair."&amp;nbsp; I still can't put my finger on it, but it's wonderful and I don't ever want it to change. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started that day with a walk through the Art Festival - hundreds of artists and crafters selling their beautiful things.&amp;nbsp; We strolled up and down the main streets which were lined with empty camp and patio chairs - waiting for people to fill them for the Parade.&amp;nbsp; At 5:30am that morning I had my alarm set to run down to put our chairs out, but my sweet (and obviously carzy) friend Laurie had already been down there to set hers up and was worried we wouldn't get our special spot next to them, so she called me before my alarm had gone off and come up to the house to grab our chairs and get them down there!&amp;nbsp; Can you say "Parade Excitement!"&amp;nbsp; Thank goodness for Laurie's OCD and punctuality, because by 6am we would have lost our perfect parade viewing spot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our Art Festival shopping we headed over to our Bank where they had some music playing, giving away complimentary hot dogs and ice cream (so amazingly small town).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It was mandatory naps before the Parade and I needed time to carefully mix 1 Nalgene and 2 mason jars full of a strawberry stoli / cranberry drink (not all for me) and we were set.&amp;nbsp; We met up with more friends at Mike and Laurie's for pre-parade fun and we all made our way to our reserved seats.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UAaK50agNUo/Th9T6QwZZyI/AAAAAAAAW1E/qDfi_kBEvco/s1600/IMG_4308.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UAaK50agNUo/Th9T6QwZZyI/AAAAAAAAW1E/qDfi_kBEvco/s400/IMG_4308.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;ice cream with Nona and Jim Pa at the Bank's customer appreciation celebration&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9y3spRB6QLY/Th9T71Rr0JI/AAAAAAAAW1I/YzSAI5KQPSM/s1600/IMG_4318.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9y3spRB6QLY/Th9T71Rr0JI/AAAAAAAAW1I/YzSAI5KQPSM/s400/IMG_4318.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Summer dress, ice cream on her face, boots ... So American and SO happy! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--DIEivjyQyA/Th9T9d0JPVI/AAAAAAAAW1M/IVIL8jCRsTs/s1600/IMG_4326.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--DIEivjyQyA/Th9T9d0JPVI/AAAAAAAAW1M/IVIL8jCRsTs/s400/IMG_4326.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Matine and her entourage of boys walking to the Parade .. We are in SO much trouble.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-chgwx2LZDBc/Th9T-srI7EI/AAAAAAAAW1Q/xQAqSVd6O1k/s1600/IMG_4330.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-chgwx2LZDBc/Th9T-srI7EI/AAAAAAAAW1Q/xQAqSVd6O1k/s400/IMG_4330.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can you say, "we love Montana!" &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vctTd1Z1G8U/Th9T_09bNAI/AAAAAAAAW1U/ppoN0202ZdI/s1600/IMG_4331.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vctTd1Z1G8U/Th9T_09bNAI/AAAAAAAAW1U/ppoN0202ZdI/s400/IMG_4331.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jacqueline and Grif found us to say hi! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qi2LFmX3wWI/Th9UAws823I/AAAAAAAAW1Y/T9UPQWPuxY8/s1600/IMG_4340.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qi2LFmX3wWI/Th9UAws823I/AAAAAAAAW1Y/T9UPQWPuxY8/s400/IMG_4340.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Matine waving furiously at Miss Rodeo Montana! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ff9u-GOkNDw/Th9UB1MdP3I/AAAAAAAAW1c/RCS4iz5g0PA/s1600/IMG_4347.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ff9u-GOkNDw/Th9UB1MdP3I/AAAAAAAAW1c/RCS4iz5g0PA/s400/IMG_4347.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every time we looked over, Mattie had her hand gently resting on Logan's back... You know, just making sure you never forget that I love you .... Forever. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w7R3G6eutnA/Th9UDTgp2TI/AAAAAAAAW1g/TQf66Ua_lB4/s1600/IMG_4352.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w7R3G6eutnA/Th9UDTgp2TI/AAAAAAAAW1g/TQf66Ua_lB4/s400/IMG_4352.JPG" width="347" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;God Bless America! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f1aQhL1xDPg/Th9T4h8UeqI/AAAAAAAAW1A/jNuAz1_UuSg/s1600/IMG_4404.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f1aQhL1xDPg/Th9T4h8UeqI/AAAAAAAAW1A/jNuAz1_UuSg/s400/IMG_4404.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Her loot of candy and her man. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5lSe_wbmSas/Th9UE_NI2AI/AAAAAAAAW1k/hz35QIWNNJE/s1600/IMG_4356.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5lSe_wbmSas/Th9UE_NI2AI/AAAAAAAAW1k/hz35QIWNNJE/s400/IMG_4356.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our posse - taking up most of the corner near the Murray.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8FMuQ-KuObo/Th9UGAaZMCI/AAAAAAAAW1o/t9zuJGSJ9dU/s1600/IMG_4359.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8FMuQ-KuObo/Th9UGAaZMCI/AAAAAAA
