<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915</id><updated>2011-10-15T12:18:57.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Juice Box</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>198</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-7274130178615835599</id><published>2011-09-05T16:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T17:21:03.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A couple more things from 1st Grade</title><content type='html'>As the school year was wrapping up Cole received another award from his teacher, this one for citizenship. (He's sporting his awesome SC jacket that I love.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4SmNhr_Ddzs/TmVmuA7ngQI/AAAAAAAACRs/PgaAAZzWfEY/s1600/081%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4SmNhr_Ddzs/TmVmuA7ngQI/AAAAAAAACRs/PgaAAZzWfEY/s400/081%2B%25282%2529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649034248316223746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--ark5mhjvyM/TmVmtqVt1cI/AAAAAAAACRk/Cdh4FnJl3b0/s1600/083%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--ark5mhjvyM/TmVmtqVt1cI/AAAAAAAACRk/Cdh4FnJl3b0/s400/083%2B%25282%2529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649034242251675074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, I was so lucky to get to be one of the chaperones for Cole's class on their field trip to the zoo.  I loved going with them!!!&lt;br /&gt;Here's Cole on the bus with his best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uu_CbsOQjgI/TmVkRwMLVJI/AAAAAAAACRc/QmI9KNw5psU/s1600/176%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uu_CbsOQjgI/TmVkRwMLVJI/AAAAAAAACRc/QmI9KNw5psU/s400/176%2B%25282%2529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649031563762685074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids were so funny.  For the first half of the day they were constantly asking when they could eat lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S4VnUQ7Wubo/TmVh_TClYnI/AAAAAAAACQ8/C-VGUfRodfU/s1600/203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S4VnUQ7Wubo/TmVh_TClYnI/AAAAAAAACQ8/C-VGUfRodfU/s400/203.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649029047676920434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTIvp4yJ6V0/TmVh_3hH2VI/AAAAAAAACRM/j_9sYx3WJb0/s1600/208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTIvp4yJ6V0/TmVh_3hH2VI/AAAAAAAACRM/j_9sYx3WJb0/s400/208.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649029057468684626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were just so hot and hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8j2a_N1zb04/TmVh_mvB1rI/AAAAAAAACRE/u4idVqSpueM/s1600/213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8j2a_N1zb04/TmVh_mvB1rI/AAAAAAAACRE/u4idVqSpueM/s400/213.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649029052963608242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3jwbQrtknU/TmViALN2i9I/AAAAAAAACRU/vn1lG3CeKOo/s1600/189%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V3jwbQrtknU/TmViALN2i9I/AAAAAAAACRU/vn1lG3CeKOo/s400/189%2B%25282%2529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649029062756568018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t4cKEq4OVNQ/TmVfv7o7DGI/AAAAAAAACQ0/VwkGO0tQF4U/s1600/209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t4cKEq4OVNQ/TmVfv7o7DGI/AAAAAAAACQ0/VwkGO0tQF4U/s400/209.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649026584673979490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were so happy for lunch time.  The second half of the day their question changed to, "Is it time to go home yet?"  So funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w-DhNZ8lRD4/TmVfvs_wkII/AAAAAAAACQs/HfLaQQeaP2c/s1600/214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w-DhNZ8lRD4/TmVfvs_wkII/AAAAAAAACQs/HfLaQQeaP2c/s400/214.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649026580743229570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gZTq-j2S-PU/TmVfvYIa-ZI/AAAAAAAACQk/WqnAODYcFSw/s1600/216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gZTq-j2S-PU/TmVfvYIa-ZI/AAAAAAAACQk/WqnAODYcFSw/s400/216.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649026575142418834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Cole with some of his class.  His teacher is on the end.  We have loved her so much.  She was a wonderful teacher to Cole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PZNVf98WtVg/TmVfuxsEOuI/AAAAAAAACQc/UeJab53Mpmc/s1600/217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PZNVf98WtVg/TmVfuxsEOuI/AAAAAAAACQc/UeJab53Mpmc/s400/217.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649026564822940386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-7274130178615835599?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/7274130178615835599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=7274130178615835599' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/7274130178615835599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/7274130178615835599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2011/09/couple-more-things-from-1st-grade.html' title='A couple more things from 1st Grade'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4SmNhr_Ddzs/TmVmuA7ngQI/AAAAAAAACRs/PgaAAZzWfEY/s72-c/081%2B%25282%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-7258827561930000713</id><published>2011-09-05T16:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T16:34:36.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Carter</title><content type='html'>Also back in May, my sister Emily had her 6th baby.  She had a little boy named Carter.  Cole and Luke loved getting to meet him when he was about a week old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HLT0ArhJmfU/TmVZKIEdYeI/AAAAAAAACPs/cdQ0GxNslXM/s1600/195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HLT0ArhJmfU/TmVZKIEdYeI/AAAAAAAACPs/cdQ0GxNslXM/s400/195.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649019338105905634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-raj5PHqd_0E/TmVbNa7PruI/AAAAAAAACQE/1I7kt7Vmcw0/s1600/194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-raj5PHqd_0E/TmVbNa7PruI/AAAAAAAACQE/1I7kt7Vmcw0/s400/194.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649021593730395874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W_m6bpOutOs/TmVbNVc9ExI/AAAAAAAACQM/VFR3yKzBMho/s1600/191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W_m6bpOutOs/TmVbNVc9ExI/AAAAAAAACQM/VFR3yKzBMho/s400/191.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649021592261169938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wZi9r2qwkqg/TmVbNISmiDI/AAAAAAAACP8/H6yy3CvGse8/s1600/198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wZi9r2qwkqg/TmVbNISmiDI/AAAAAAAACP8/H6yy3CvGse8/s400/198.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649021588728088626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Nh-IAfVKDM/TmVbM8tlqsI/AAAAAAAACP0/cttB5Lq-0QQ/s1600/197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Nh-IAfVKDM/TmVbM8tlqsI/AAAAAAAACP0/cttB5Lq-0QQ/s400/197.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649021585620052674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NXjA_kWWM4E/TmVZJxAz_WI/AAAAAAAACPk/Ylp8EpqSe9c/s1600/201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NXjA_kWWM4E/TmVZJxAz_WI/AAAAAAAACPk/Ylp8EpqSe9c/s400/201.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649019331916594530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uV8_jvUIHJo/TmVZJ-xQlDI/AAAAAAAACPc/xa4YXannDug/s1600/243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uV8_jvUIHJo/TmVZJ-xQlDI/AAAAAAAACPc/xa4YXannDug/s400/243.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649019335609455666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bbakSULEg4w/TmVZJMUuEpI/AAAAAAAACPM/z_eyWGHKjY8/s1600/248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bbakSULEg4w/TmVZJMUuEpI/AAAAAAAACPM/z_eyWGHKjY8/s400/248.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649019322067980946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-7258827561930000713?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/7258827561930000713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=7258827561930000713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/7258827561930000713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/7258827561930000713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2011/09/baby-carter.html' title='Baby Carter'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HLT0ArhJmfU/TmVZKIEdYeI/AAAAAAAACPs/cdQ0GxNslXM/s72-c/195.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-1194512082971283873</id><published>2011-09-05T15:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T16:12:28.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cole's birthday (celebration #4)</title><content type='html'>Our last celebration was at my parents' house. My mom made cupcakes and I made little flags of different countries to stick in them.  Cole loves looking at flags from different places so he was very happy with his cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mBbCkuntzxw/TmVNgoVJx6I/AAAAAAAACOE/tQIZ_0lSjfk/s1600/262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mBbCkuntzxw/TmVNgoVJx6I/AAAAAAAACOE/tQIZ_0lSjfk/s400/262.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649006530583447458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SOUD80d7SfQ/TmVNhWjgj1I/AAAAAAAACOc/h6_j4qQIVQs/s1600/252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SOUD80d7SfQ/TmVNhWjgj1I/AAAAAAAACOc/h6_j4qQIVQs/s400/252.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649006542991691602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4RE9Dmte1ZY/TmVNgxs2qLI/AAAAAAAACOM/3wNoxlohb9o/s1600/254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4RE9Dmte1ZY/TmVNgxs2qLI/AAAAAAAACOM/3wNoxlohb9o/s400/254.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649006533098776754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole's cousins were so sweet to make birthday cards for him and bring little gifts for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qWq3gt1Ymj0/TmVNhvyh7UI/AAAAAAAACOk/JoOp-gdsM9c/s1600/264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qWq3gt1Ymj0/TmVNhvyh7UI/AAAAAAAACOk/JoOp-gdsM9c/s400/264.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649006549765582146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4Z8Uo0GsMY/TmVUU35vWII/AAAAAAAACOs/h7IACIXsD2o/s1600/272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4Z8Uo0GsMY/TmVUU35vWII/AAAAAAAACOs/h7IACIXsD2o/s400/272.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649014025186400386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gtCRT3LeY8U/TmVUVYJgiyI/AAAAAAAACO8/R9t-8it7yA8/s1600/268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gtCRT3LeY8U/TmVUVYJgiyI/AAAAAAAACO8/R9t-8it7yA8/s400/268.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649014033842473762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Cole was thrilled to get some more geography puzzles.  He was very happy to sing some of his countries of the world songs for everyone as well.  He now has memorized the names of every country in the world, what continent they are found on, what they look like, and where they are in relation to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9ZiQM2bP5Rs/TmVUVPPc9bI/AAAAAAAACO0/HPtp2pYjwf4/s1600/266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9ZiQM2bP5Rs/TmVUVPPc9bI/AAAAAAAACO0/HPtp2pYjwf4/s400/266.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649014031451485618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-1194512082971283873?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/1194512082971283873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=1194512082971283873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/1194512082971283873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/1194512082971283873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2011/09/coles-birthday-celebration-4.html' title='Cole&apos;s birthday (celebration #4)'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mBbCkuntzxw/TmVNgoVJx6I/AAAAAAAACOE/tQIZ_0lSjfk/s72-c/262.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-1434518131535077352</id><published>2011-09-05T14:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T15:16:10.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cole's birthday (celebration #3)</title><content type='html'>Cole had been asking for a while to have a birthday party at Chuck E. Cheese's.  It ended up being a lot of fun!  Cole invited 5 friends to come along and they all had a great time burning through their tokens.&lt;br /&gt;We started with eating pizza but the kids were pretty antsy and didn't take long eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iKQ1ONTAe6k/TmU-YOdERTI/AAAAAAAACMU/BJT7JDedNTE/s1600/089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iKQ1ONTAe6k/TmU-YOdERTI/AAAAAAAACMU/BJT7JDedNTE/s400/089.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648989893523948850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onto the games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y48DQYPPbus/TmU-XvJol1I/AAAAAAAACME/NPUSavgMBto/s1600/084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y48DQYPPbus/TmU-XvJol1I/AAAAAAAACME/NPUSavgMBto/s400/084.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648989885120943954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bj88RDdtWJ0/TmU-YYfqWtI/AAAAAAAACMc/EQFXXbAZCes/s1600/090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bj88RDdtWJ0/TmU-YYfqWtI/AAAAAAAACMc/EQFXXbAZCes/s400/090.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648989896219187922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T24jPmFWDyI/TmVADq7OC_I/AAAAAAAACMk/FeQDzYcOZec/s1600/091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T24jPmFWDyI/TmVADq7OC_I/AAAAAAAACMk/FeQDzYcOZec/s400/091.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648991739412614130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole and his good friend Reo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ceW2dXlUnPQ/TmVAD1XbDNI/AAAAAAAACMs/i73xPXviFQk/s1600/092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ceW2dXlUnPQ/TmVAD1XbDNI/AAAAAAAACMs/i73xPXviFQk/s400/092.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648991742215261394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our hostess gave Cole a birthday medallion that he thought was pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2UeiRw2MDnk/TmVEK840P7I/AAAAAAAACN0/EhX1q2Hc8hc/s1600/105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2UeiRw2MDnk/TmVEK840P7I/AAAAAAAACN0/EhX1q2Hc8hc/s400/105.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648996262539968434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Chuck E. Cheese made an appearance and helped sing happy birthday to Cole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wuLZ_nvyS5w/TmVCK-y0sII/AAAAAAAACNU/w_7pYLzRIIQ/s1600/094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wuLZ_nvyS5w/TmVCK-y0sII/AAAAAAAACNU/w_7pYLzRIIQ/s400/094.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648994064028446850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G33VaLTB8Zg/TmVAEConiSI/AAAAAAAACM0/GjE1UjZGbAA/s1600/097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G33VaLTB8Zg/TmVAEConiSI/AAAAAAAACM0/GjE1UjZGbAA/s400/097.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648991745777043746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HRVhsVXqIxc/TmVAEU6ConI/AAAAAAAACM8/IOH0RcPz1tw/s1600/098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HRVhsVXqIxc/TmVAEU6ConI/AAAAAAAACM8/IOH0RcPz1tw/s400/098.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648991750681961074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the birthday boy, Cole got to spend a minute in the ticket blaster machine and try to catch as many tickets as possible. When it was over, he had a ton of tickets and got some pretty cool prizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HydAuTHXWDk/TmVEK-_jMUI/AAAAAAAACN8/aHxajbj6neM/s1600/107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HydAuTHXWDk/TmVEK-_jMUI/AAAAAAAACN8/aHxajbj6neM/s400/107.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648996263105081666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended the party with some chocolate cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XonmNPdKcMI/TmVCLY90zFI/AAAAAAAACNk/i0wrOk_LBh4/s1600/104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XonmNPdKcMI/TmVCLY90zFI/AAAAAAAACNk/i0wrOk_LBh4/s400/104.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648994071053913170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-1434518131535077352?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/1434518131535077352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=1434518131535077352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/1434518131535077352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/1434518131535077352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2011/09/coles-birthday-celebration-3.html' title='Cole&apos;s birthday (celebration #3)'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iKQ1ONTAe6k/TmU-YOdERTI/AAAAAAAACMU/BJT7JDedNTE/s72-c/089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-5872792193796401909</id><published>2011-09-05T12:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T14:10:43.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Reunion 2011</title><content type='html'>Cole was so lucky to have his actual birthday land on the first day of the family reunion in St. George. He got to have another little (or not so little) celebration with tons of cousins and aunts and uncles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T9SSS0r7UFI/TmUekQAGLmI/AAAAAAAACHs/QKnrnCMg-2Y/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T9SSS0r7UFI/TmUekQAGLmI/AAAAAAAACHs/QKnrnCMg-2Y/s400/013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648954915725651554" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so nice of Aunt Rebecca to have a birthday cake there for Cole and also for his aunt Melaina who's birthday was the following day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-690u43tZ5q8/TmUekuBgR1I/AAAAAAAACH0/IzGAhW4wZys/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-690u43tZ5q8/TmUekuBgR1I/AAAAAAAACH0/IzGAhW4wZys/s400/014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648954923784619858" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family reunion was so much fun as always. A lot of time was spent at the air hockey table by both Cole and Luke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PzjqLYtw7mc/TmUekqQESyI/AAAAAAAACH8/-6NQ87HkCJE/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PzjqLYtw7mc/TmUekqQESyI/AAAAAAAACH8/-6NQ87HkCJE/s400/015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648954922771958562" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VLXOLko42sE/TmUek_2ZkhI/AAAAAAAACIE/9RL0lDKcLms/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VLXOLko42sE/TmUek_2ZkhI/AAAAAAAACIE/9RL0lDKcLms/s400/018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648954928569881106" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eKZeXlSnSN4/TmUg0vQNa0I/AAAAAAAACIU/Bf59k6GNrxg/s1600/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eKZeXlSnSN4/TmUg0vQNa0I/AAAAAAAACIU/Bf59k6GNrxg/s400/020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648957398015896386" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JnQlMSaaaeg/TmUelf0y59I/AAAAAAAACIM/adtfCiG0K18/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JnQlMSaaaeg/TmUelf0y59I/AAAAAAAACIM/adtfCiG0K18/s400/019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648954937153087442" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just tickled by these two.  Luke and Olivia are both 3 and seemed to really be enjoying each others company on this particular afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UvcmeZYSklc/TmUg1VXd6-I/AAAAAAAACIs/5TXM2NoKud0/s1600/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UvcmeZYSklc/TmUg1VXd6-I/AAAAAAAACIs/5TXM2NoKud0/s400/025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648957408246885346" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j2XYig88iQY/TmUg1cCR6dI/AAAAAAAACIk/JEC3gt7snOo/s1600/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j2XYig88iQY/TmUg1cCR6dI/AAAAAAAACIk/JEC3gt7snOo/s400/022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648957410037066194" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5HraDILNFyk/TmUg1sjeKXI/AAAAAAAACI0/WSwW5wi7WbY/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5HraDILNFyk/TmUg1sjeKXI/AAAAAAAACI0/WSwW5wi7WbY/s400/029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648957414471248242" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke was such a fan of Riley during the reunion.  All day long he wanted to follow him and would constantly ask me, "Where's Riley?".  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GLg7lKikQh0/TmUrza2XyHI/AAAAAAAACK0/dk2FnI8wNow/s1600/072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GLg7lKikQh0/TmUrza2XyHI/AAAAAAAACK0/dk2FnI8wNow/s400/072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648969469986850930" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making and eating smores. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W1eU1UeYigA/TmUmV5dgoCI/AAAAAAAACJc/kqbB3iMfSCQ/s1600/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W1eU1UeYigA/TmUmV5dgoCI/AAAAAAAACJc/kqbB3iMfSCQ/s400/041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648963465249857570" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zP9CKPSomqc/TmUmVRwgs1I/AAAAAAAACJU/eB8WhigNyQY/s1600/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zP9CKPSomqc/TmUmVRwgs1I/AAAAAAAACJU/eB8WhigNyQY/s400/039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648963454592136018" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9bMfs8UsOHI/TmUoQRRcD5I/AAAAAAAACJk/zMVCfJH1wOg/s1600/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9bMfs8UsOHI/TmUoQRRcD5I/AAAAAAAACJk/zMVCfJH1wOg/s400/046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648965567585718162" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bUH_09h31Xs/TmUoQtsl24I/AAAAAAAACJs/ob9HJ3j69AY/s1600/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bUH_09h31Xs/TmUoQtsl24I/AAAAAAAACJs/ob9HJ3j69AY/s400/044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648965575215799170" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes it was fun just having a cousing spin you around in one of these chairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JIsIg6u_OUY/TmUmUw98ImI/AAAAAAAACJE/TVplWdkAuD0/s1600/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JIsIg6u_OUY/TmUmUw98ImI/AAAAAAAACJE/TVplWdkAuD0/s400/033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648963445790089826" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent lots of time in the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2rBSs6W6fsY/TmUqTXlFPzI/AAAAAAAACKM/CQXwkSE0psM/s1600/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2rBSs6W6fsY/TmUqTXlFPzI/AAAAAAAACKM/CQXwkSE0psM/s400/050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648967819841584946" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8L5ZZPR5Ijc/TmUoQww7WrI/AAAAAAAACJ0/d8ySyVXd8qk/s1600/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8L5ZZPR5Ijc/TmUoQww7WrI/AAAAAAAACJ0/d8ySyVXd8qk/s400/049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648965576039291570" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jLtZqkBhhSY/TmUoRUEQXvI/AAAAAAAACKE/-6jTY-xPpiw/s1600/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jLtZqkBhhSY/TmUoRUEQXvI/AAAAAAAACKE/-6jTY-xPpiw/s400/048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648965585515601650" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nBp6hNDicGs/TmUqTx6vASI/AAAAAAAACKU/FzUMivmCepY/s1600/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nBp6hNDicGs/TmUqTx6vASI/AAAAAAAACKU/FzUMivmCepY/s400/051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648967826911723810" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys were so excited to get to have the attic as our "bedroom".  They loved having their own little beds to sleep in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L-1CMsIrnaE/TmUtkfHGY-I/AAAAAAAACK8/jhRRowxM8S4/s1600/073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L-1CMsIrnaE/TmUtkfHGY-I/AAAAAAAACK8/jhRRowxM8S4/s400/073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648971412455973858" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EkKhriUiGf0/TmUtkwRuxkI/AAAAAAAACLE/n6dFUK8q6CY/s1600/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EkKhriUiGf0/TmUtkwRuxkI/AAAAAAAACLE/n6dFUK8q6CY/s400/075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648971417063966274" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g3iq-mfMt5Q/TmUtlCzsiyI/AAAAAAAACLM/FSxO-MdkoQs/s1600/076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g3iq-mfMt5Q/TmUtlCzsiyI/AAAAAAAACLM/FSxO-MdkoQs/s400/076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648971422038264610" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breanne was the photographer and took the most beautiful pictures of everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koyc3mk6UBU/TmUy654D_oI/AAAAAAAACLs/29mltNuqBno/s1600/larson%2Breunion%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koyc3mk6UBU/TmUy654D_oI/AAAAAAAACLs/29mltNuqBno/s400/larson%2Breunion%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648977295155920514" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was so generous to do a photo shoot of each family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--KMVFtJOwgI/TmUy6tI7bsI/AAAAAAAACLk/cCNfzKNplfg/s1600/clay%2Band%2Bamy%2B5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--KMVFtJOwgI/TmUy6tI7bsI/AAAAAAAACLk/cCNfzKNplfg/s400/clay%2Band%2Bamy%2B5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648977291737001666" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7oDu139Mvl8/TmUy6JlLj6I/AAAAAAAACLU/73N9qsxTe4Y/s1600/clay%2Band%2Bamy%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7oDu139Mvl8/TmUy6JlLj6I/AAAAAAAACLU/73N9qsxTe4Y/s400/clay%2Band%2Bamy%2B1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648977282191822754" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least, our Lukey.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VczfpsE_PjQ/TmUy6ZMoD4I/AAAAAAAACLc/1tcsb6v1zoc/s1600/clay%2Band%2Bamy%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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Somehow he ended up having a few different parties. The first was a small celebration the evening before his birthday with just his mom and dad and brother.  We had donuts (which has kinda become our tradition--making a whole cake for just the four of us isn't really necessary.)  And then he opened his presents from us and both of his grandma's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DN5kz_WsPLI/TmUZ66iE7OI/AAAAAAAACG8/wsPv90qPouE/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DN5kz_WsPLI/TmUZ66iE7OI/AAAAAAAACG8/wsPv90qPouE/s400/001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648949807541447906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of his gifts from Grammy Susie was a pillow pet.  It's a brown bear that Cole named "Penny".  He loves Penny so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5XRXI14S6Ec/TmUZ7Zzv0OI/AAAAAAAACHM/dQwqQUXMy0g/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5XRXI14S6Ec/TmUZ7Zzv0OI/AAAAAAAACHM/dQwqQUXMy0g/s400/007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648949815937061090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of his presents from Grandma Suzanne was the complete second season of Avatar: the last airbender.  Our family loves this crazy, silly cartoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ld0gkdrMyjY/TmUZ7DUl0MI/AAAAAAAACHE/6JQgW4y9oBc/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ld0gkdrMyjY/TmUZ7DUl0MI/AAAAAAAACHE/6JQgW4y9oBc/s400/006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648949809900802242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Clay thought it would be fun for Cole to have his own bow and arrow.  A nearby park has an archery area with haystacks and targets that anyone can go practice on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6WJBWT5uatc/TmUZ7rpBYRI/AAAAAAAACHU/U28T7EsPfkE/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6WJBWT5uatc/TmUZ7rpBYRI/AAAAAAAACHU/U28T7EsPfkE/s400/008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648949820723912978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mFRhFgbWsMA/TmUa1xeU0yI/AAAAAAAACHk/WbWJZfknwkQ/s1600/077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mFRhFgbWsMA/TmUa1xeU0yI/AAAAAAAACHk/WbWJZfknwkQ/s400/077.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648950818722075426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sure love our 7 year old!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-6502165558031370498?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/6502165558031370498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=6502165558031370498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/6502165558031370498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/6502165558031370498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2011/09/coles-birthday-celebration-1.html' title='Cole&apos;s birthday (celebration #1)'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DN5kz_WsPLI/TmUZ66iE7OI/AAAAAAAACG8/wsPv90qPouE/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-7804113104592209519</id><published>2011-07-10T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T11:34:23.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stake Fair</title><content type='html'>So these pictures are from back in May, I think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our stake is so fun!  Every year they have a fair for all the kids and we hadn't checked it out in years past, so we made it a point not to miss it this year. The boys had so much fun with the assortment of bounce houses and slip in slides.  I especially loved seeing them on the pony ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0WrVnby378E/ThqMMNX6tvI/AAAAAAAACFE/puqK_YGs7Qk/s1600/117%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0WrVnby378E/ThqMMNX6tvI/AAAAAAAACFE/puqK_YGs7Qk/s400/117%2B%25282%2529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627964825729152754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qug2HnFEpW0/ThqMNHIXWgI/AAAAAAAACFc/KrVoI7s9Ozc/s1600/133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qug2HnFEpW0/ThqMNHIXWgI/AAAAAAAACFc/KrVoI7s9Ozc/s400/133.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627964841233177090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hKcz-bm_PwM/TmUSwglCqiI/AAAAAAAACGM/ydDVyxAhr2w/s1600/125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hKcz-bm_PwM/TmUSwglCqiI/AAAAAAAACGM/ydDVyxAhr2w/s400/125.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648941932194474530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7howqRWd3Lk/ThqMMtRtOVI/AAAAAAAACFM/9HYRIlD62-g/s1600/119%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7howqRWd3Lk/ThqMMtRtOVI/AAAAAAAACFM/9HYRIlD62-g/s400/119%2B%25282%2529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627964834293037394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Z6wSNDfcO4/TmUSwR1W1EI/AAAAAAAACGE/tZN6-Y-MoI0/s1600/142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Z6wSNDfcO4/TmUSwR1W1EI/AAAAAAAACGE/tZN6-Y-MoI0/s400/142.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648941928236373058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0-m06OhcU_w/ThqMNYEZeeI/AAAAAAAACFk/-J_vR7j-3FQ/s1600/135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0-m06OhcU_w/ThqMNYEZeeI/AAAAAAAACFk/-J_vR7j-3FQ/s400/135.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627964845779941858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zQevXzJy-aE/TmUSwxxFJvI/AAAAAAAACGU/9pXOx9nn29E/s1600/159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zQevXzJy-aE/TmUSwxxFJvI/AAAAAAAACGU/9pXOx9nn29E/s400/159.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648941936808371954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EPmUfUZEeUk/TmUSxXAckwI/AAAAAAAACGc/p3e1VQ3ES5c/s1600/171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EPmUfUZEeUk/TmUSxXAckwI/AAAAAAAACGc/p3e1VQ3ES5c/s400/171.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648941946804933378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cTGRxEmKEHs/TmUUoKw6pWI/AAAAAAAACGk/fIMISgcOqkY/s1600/170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cTGRxEmKEHs/TmUUoKw6pWI/AAAAAAAACGk/fIMISgcOqkY/s400/170.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648943987923002722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-7804113104592209519?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/7804113104592209519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=7804113104592209519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/7804113104592209519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/7804113104592209519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2011/07/stake-fair.html' title='Stake Fair'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0WrVnby378E/ThqMMNX6tvI/AAAAAAAACFE/puqK_YGs7Qk/s72-c/117%2B%25282%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-8371707312728642046</id><published>2011-06-26T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T00:32:14.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just some pics. from Easter</title><content type='html'>Okay, slowly but surely catching up, just two months behind. &lt;br /&gt;We had a lovely Easter doing all the traditional things.  First the boys found their Easter baskets.  One of Cole's gifts was the 5th Harry Potter movie that he and Clay have been reading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xL5ApVF12Og/TgbeilRng3I/AAAAAAAACEc/XAvzg6mK3EI/s1600/095%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xL5ApVF12Og/TgbeilRng3I/AAAAAAAACEc/XAvzg6mK3EI/s400/095%2B%25282%2529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622425870521566066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And among Luke's little goodies was a light saber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2CuwBiU2Eqc/TgbeiUoWtdI/AAAAAAAACEU/OsqfrPZfM7I/s1600/094%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2CuwBiU2Eqc/TgbeiUoWtdI/AAAAAAAACEU/OsqfrPZfM7I/s400/094%2B%25282%2529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622425866053531090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did an egg hunt out front&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yONvV4Qq-KU/TgbejZzfWJI/AAAAAAAACEs/7BZla4sO5BU/s1600/102%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yONvV4Qq-KU/TgbejZzfWJI/AAAAAAAACEs/7BZla4sO5BU/s400/102%2B%25282%2529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622425884622280850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fluNxGJ0NF4/TgbejCZaNfI/AAAAAAAACEk/W3EIBwfmBFs/s1600/108%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fluNxGJ0NF4/TgbejCZaNfI/AAAAAAAACEk/W3EIBwfmBFs/s400/108%2B%25282%2529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622425878338876914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then dyed some eggs.  When I told Luke we would be dying eggs he said, "But then they won't be alive!"  Funny boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0BZ7WGGt7q4/Tgbejqi13yI/AAAAAAAACE0/zE-M0ncnzNg/s1600/121%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0BZ7WGGt7q4/Tgbejqi13yI/AAAAAAAACE0/zE-M0ncnzNg/s400/121%2B%25282%2529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622425889115856674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H5bs0BIMuFc/TgbfD7jbr8I/AAAAAAAACE8/Sg3nvGGAfxk/s1600/122%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H5bs0BIMuFc/TgbfD7jbr8I/AAAAAAAACE8/Sg3nvGGAfxk/s400/122%2B%25282%2529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622426443437551554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-8371707312728642046?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/8371707312728642046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=8371707312728642046' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/8371707312728642046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/8371707312728642046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2011/06/just-some-pics-from-easter.html' title='Just some pics. from Easter'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xL5ApVF12Og/TgbeilRng3I/AAAAAAAACEc/XAvzg6mK3EI/s72-c/095%2B%25282%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-6767539987377593993</id><published>2011-06-25T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T00:01:59.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Luke's 3rd Birthday</title><content type='html'>I can't believe Luke is 3 now!  His birthday was in April and to celebrate we had a party at my sisters house.  It was a combined party for Luke and his twin cousin, Connor, and cousin Ben who was turning 4 that month.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids were so excited to play in the spider-man bounce house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yQjSLV4AnVs/TgbRioydiRI/AAAAAAAACC8/iney44brhZY/s1600/120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yQjSLV4AnVs/TgbRioydiRI/AAAAAAAACC8/iney44brhZY/s400/120.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622411577813469458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Luke preferred playing upstairs with some of Ben's toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sK_6Vb0l2uc/TgbRjWqaGfI/AAAAAAAACDM/UUcKO5_XOqI/s1600/133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sK_6Vb0l2uc/TgbRjWqaGfI/AAAAAAAACDM/UUcKO5_XOqI/s400/133.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622411590127720946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a batman pinata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zZThKQv44rk/TgbTg-_8TyI/AAAAAAAACDk/yiJXTYrf-R8/s1600/146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zZThKQv44rk/TgbTg-_8TyI/AAAAAAAACDk/yiJXTYrf-R8/s400/146.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622413748439109410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then it was on to opening presents.  Among his gifts was a big stuffed alligator that turns into a sleeping bag which he has slept with every night since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PPVzJbcxJY0/TgbThdFS76I/AAAAAAAACDs/JF2dSihNc_Q/s1600/160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PPVzJbcxJY0/TgbThdFS76I/AAAAAAAACDs/JF2dSihNc_Q/s400/160.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622413756514627490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pIZ4R6uF_xo/TgbThnimq9I/AAAAAAAACD0/L7pTDnM_Mvo/s1600/166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pIZ4R6uF_xo/TgbThnimq9I/AAAAAAAACD0/L7pTDnM_Mvo/s400/166.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622413759321910226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cakes never turn out how I plan them too, and this one ended up being a superman cape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZS2BF9ltI_s/TgbRjHtx9wI/AAAAAAAACDE/9HO0xjJBezE/s1600/117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZS2BF9ltI_s/TgbRjHtx9wI/AAAAAAAACDE/9HO0xjJBezE/s400/117.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622411586115335938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready to blow out the candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aDHOgqnbgH4/TgbTiC3LMWI/AAAAAAAACD8/wc-N2ORT3gk/s1600/168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aDHOgqnbgH4/TgbTiC3LMWI/AAAAAAAACD8/wc-N2ORT3gk/s400/168.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622413766655947106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke finally warmed up to the idea of jumping in the bounce house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iF7cb0BZPE0/TgbTiggFSwI/AAAAAAAACEE/ngjMSZGdd04/s1600/174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iF7cb0BZPE0/TgbTiggFSwI/AAAAAAAACEE/ngjMSZGdd04/s400/174.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622413774612155138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And once it was time to leave, it was hard to get him and Cole off :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ubZTNmfSnbA/TgbT_SVBRUI/AAAAAAAACEM/3THmbGv_zPY/s1600/189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ubZTNmfSnbA/TgbT_SVBRUI/AAAAAAAACEM/3THmbGv_zPY/s400/189.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622414269023864130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-6767539987377593993?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/6767539987377593993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=6767539987377593993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/6767539987377593993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/6767539987377593993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2011/06/lukes-3rd-birthday.html' title='Luke&apos;s 3rd Birthday'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yQjSLV4AnVs/TgbRioydiRI/AAAAAAAACC8/iney44brhZY/s72-c/120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-4845470147461582542</id><published>2011-06-25T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T06:07:44.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coach Pitch</title><content type='html'>Cole really enjoyed playing coach pitch this spring.  He did a great job playing for the Diamondbacks! &lt;br /&gt;(The day before these pictures, he had a spill on his bike, hence the nose injury.  When I checked out his nose a little while later and said, "Oh Cole, your poor nose", he said back shamefully, "I know, it's the British Isles".)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BmTembzd_qg/TgbLjCtEq2I/AAAAAAAACC0/m4krhKNA2JM/s1600/293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BmTembzd_qg/TgbLjCtEq2I/AAAAAAAACC0/m4krhKNA2JM/s400/293.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622404987700423522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here he is with his good buddy Bennett.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PwhXPJ7-th4/TgbLikp4YUI/AAAAAAAACCs/IkO1wJWB1uc/s1600/292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PwhXPJ7-th4/TgbLikp4YUI/AAAAAAAACCs/IkO1wJWB1uc/s400/292.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622404979633971522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing ball...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iUN0SuwgjAQ/TgbLiUITvAI/AAAAAAAACCk/EN-zdvmNubw/s1600/295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iUN0SuwgjAQ/TgbLiUITvAI/AAAAAAAACCk/EN-zdvmNubw/s400/295.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622404975198190594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i8yNyWBByPg/TgbLiG26qvI/AAAAAAAACCc/5nWKP14aenM/s1600/300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i8yNyWBByPg/TgbLiG26qvI/AAAAAAAACCc/5nWKP14aenM/s400/300.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622404971635583730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So proud of his trophy.  Go D-Backs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jiw43Fw7ehA/TgbLhoQTyeI/AAAAAAAACCU/5PhZkRgy55I/s1600/306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jiw43Fw7ehA/TgbLhoQTyeI/AAAAAAAACCU/5PhZkRgy55I/s400/306.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622404963420588514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-4845470147461582542?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/4845470147461582542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=4845470147461582542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/4845470147461582542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/4845470147461582542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2011/06/coach-pitch.html' title='Coach Pitch'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BmTembzd_qg/TgbLjCtEq2I/AAAAAAAACC0/m4krhKNA2JM/s72-c/293.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-6037169661818363173</id><published>2011-06-25T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T22:41:20.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>St. Patrick's Day 2011</title><content type='html'>Clay has been so into holidays this year.  On the morning of St. Patrick's Day, Clay had fun green hats and beads set out on the table for the boys.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qDrP_oJKemU/TgbDoiaJeSI/AAAAAAAACBs/8rgXIEfXd3o/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qDrP_oJKemU/TgbDoiaJeSI/AAAAAAAACBs/8rgXIEfXd3o/s400/034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622396286017304866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also put together a treasure hunt for them.  Here they are looking for the next clue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ptL8yUKYJu4/TgbDpKKFP0I/AAAAAAAACB0/eEZ4HbVRlnU/s1600/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ptL8yUKYJu4/TgbDpKKFP0I/AAAAAAAACB0/eEZ4HbVRlnU/s400/037.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622396296687337282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end were little paper treasure boxes filled with gold nuggets.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Izb3Lr5fcuo/TgbDqn-rDSI/AAAAAAAACCM/cslmWhx75hg/s1600/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Izb3Lr5fcuo/TgbDqn-rDSI/AAAAAAAACCM/cslmWhx75hg/s400/050.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622396321872416034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke loved wearing his green bowler hat to the school that day and getting lots of attention from the other kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kSMmnt2BdAQ/TgbDpr-gpqI/AAAAAAAACB8/CJH1bJL5k3w/s1600/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kSMmnt2BdAQ/TgbDpr-gpqI/AAAAAAAACB8/CJH1bJL5k3w/s400/048.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622396305765607074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended the day with green eggs and ham.  Pretty silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mS2-oz_s42g/TgbDp5vXmhI/AAAAAAAACCE/rayKG-PCqMI/s1600/059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mS2-oz_s42g/TgbDp5vXmhI/AAAAAAAACCE/rayKG-PCqMI/s400/059.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622396309460195858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-6037169661818363173?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/6037169661818363173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=6037169661818363173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/6037169661818363173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/6037169661818363173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2011/06/st-patricks-day-2011.html' title='St. Patrick&apos;s Day 2011'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qDrP_oJKemU/TgbDoiaJeSI/AAAAAAAACBs/8rgXIEfXd3o/s72-c/034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-8366916331912785130</id><published>2011-06-25T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T22:42:25.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A costume party?</title><content type='html'>Okay so Clay's birthday was in March.  We celebrated his 34th at his parents house immediately following the talent show (in the previous post).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For his birthday, he wanted the kids to have some gifts too.  So he ordered some really fun costumes for them.  Here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buzz Lightyear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F7E5rceobjY/Tga_I6xxQjI/AAAAAAAACBU/_KYjKPTys3Y/s1600/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F7E5rceobjY/Tga_I6xxQjI/AAAAAAAACBU/_KYjKPTys3Y/s400/075.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622391344756507186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dobby, everyone's favorite house elf (complete with pillow-case shirt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qkisFkdK27o/Tga_JLIcdRI/AAAAAAAACBc/YiAvZpkwhxM/s1600/076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qkisFkdK27o/Tga_JLIcdRI/AAAAAAAACBc/YiAvZpkwhxM/s400/076.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622391349146580242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Harry Potter.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RqCIPj9IjyA/Tga_JkvpSUI/AAAAAAAACBk/2XLV0h1kcHY/s1600/078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RqCIPj9IjyA/Tga_JkvpSUI/AAAAAAAACBk/2XLV0h1kcHY/s400/078.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622391356021885250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-8366916331912785130?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/8366916331912785130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=8366916331912785130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/8366916331912785130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/8366916331912785130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2011/06/costume-party.html' title='A costume party?'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F7E5rceobjY/Tga_I6xxQjI/AAAAAAAACBU/_KYjKPTys3Y/s72-c/075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-5077532809988519457</id><published>2011-06-25T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T21:55:45.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a little chicken</title><content type='html'>Oh to be faithful in keeping a blog.  The hours usually reserved for blogging (8:00-11:00 pm) have a way of turning into sleepy time or catching up on reality tv time.  Anyway, I'm not giving up and I'm hoping to spit out a few more posts tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back in March was the elementary school's talent show.  Cole wanted to participate again this year and he and Clay actually had his act all planned out months in advance.  He sang a song in Spanish called, "Los Pollitos" which means "the little chickens".  It's a cute little song about a momma hen taking care of her baby chicks.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were so happy to have my mom, my grandma, my sister and her boy, and Clay's parents come up this way to watch his performance.  Cole did a great job and his costume was a show stopper in itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I want to remember about this night is how happy Cole was afterwards.  He was so pleased with his performance and having his family there, and especially excited that we were going straight to grandma and grandpa's house for the weekend immediately following the show.  ON the walk from the auditorium to the car, he was bursting with joy.  He said things like, "Mommy, I'm just so happy.  I just don't know what to do, like seriously, what am I going to do, I'm so happy.  I'm gonna explode!"  He's always a happy kid but this was beyond happy.  He was completely elated and it was so fun to see.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4CaSoCxytzA/Tga5-4bTC-I/AAAAAAAACBE/YZhzjjniEBU/s1600/062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4CaSoCxytzA/Tga5-4bTC-I/AAAAAAAACBE/YZhzjjniEBU/s400/062.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622385674768550882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hCkl-V6SBi4/Tga5-4cj47I/AAAAAAAACBM/MGkSarbbhMw/s1600/061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hCkl-V6SBi4/Tga5-4cj47I/AAAAAAAACBM/MGkSarbbhMw/s400/061.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622385674773849010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-5077532809988519457?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/5077532809988519457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=5077532809988519457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/5077532809988519457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/5077532809988519457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2011/06/just-little-chicken.html' title='Just a little chicken'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4CaSoCxytzA/Tga5-4bTC-I/AAAAAAAACBE/YZhzjjniEBU/s72-c/062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-104282847465121611</id><published>2011-04-29T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T20:06:37.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'll take geography for 500  Alex"</title><content type='html'>(Ok warning, the level of bragginess in this post may be unbearable).  Anyway, it all started when, well, it's hard to say when it all started.  It was probably around the time that we checked out this atlas from the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uWzXoJBHbGY/TbuWNTOJfLI/AAAAAAAACAY/Z6c8h191x_8/s1600/geographybieimage2%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 310px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uWzXoJBHbGY/TbuWNTOJfLI/AAAAAAAACAY/Z6c8h191x_8/s400/geographybieimage2%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601235716807425202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole loved looking at the maps inside and spent large amounts of time doing just that.  And started enjoying drawing some of the places, especially the good ol' U.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0PEw4AEbD1E/TbuU8GOUARI/AAAAAAAACAI/2Ayr9TZqxyw/s1600/scan0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0PEw4AEbD1E/TbuU8GOUARI/AAAAAAAACAI/2Ayr9TZqxyw/s400/scan0002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601234321749049618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Christmas we got him an interactive US map which he also loved.  And again he spent lots of time looking at it and hearing the information about the various states.&lt;br /&gt;At this point, I thought he would enjoy learning a song (that my little bro. taught me when I was like, 10) that recites all the states in alphabetical order.  As expected, he loved learning this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with all this love of the states going on, I got curious.  And one day, a few months ago, I asked Cole if he would like to have a blank map of the United States and see how many states he could fill in.  I didn't know exactly how he would do, because aside from the song, I didn't spend any time teaching him anything about the states, and he hadn't been learning about it in school.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was totally blown away when he wrote in all but three states on his first attempt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QZZbMm1_rsg/TbuU74VdPLI/AAAAAAAACAA/EOpqw-6deGo/s1600/scan0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QZZbMm1_rsg/TbuU74VdPLI/AAAAAAAACAA/EOpqw-6deGo/s400/scan0001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601234318020918450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I loved the way he spelled some of the states.  Like "Tenisy" for Tennessee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the blank map game, he decided it was the best game ever and the next time we visited my family, he gave all the grown-ups a blank map to fill in.  He LOVED grading all the grown-ups work!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The love of geography continued to expand as Cole learned all the U.S. capitals from a song.   Learning this song was followed by learning the president's of the United States song.  And as far as the first song he learned, the alphabetical one, because of that song, he can name all the states in alphabetical order in under 30 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's looking more outside the US now and learning songs that list the nations of the world.  It cracks me up when he makes comments like, "Mommy, that chipped paint is shaped like Lisutu" but then a few days later he says, "actually I got mixed up, it's actually shaped like Luxembourg and Lisutu is more shaped like Maine".  He loves to ask me or any grown-up, "Do you want me to name as many countries as I can from (fill in the continent)?"  He will then list the names of countries that I surely have never heard of.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even just our planet is not enough.  Cole has expanded to studying the solar system and beyond.  Last week he composed a song about the solar system, and with Clay's help, made it into a music video.  These are his lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;Mercury you'd think would be the hottest&lt;br /&gt;Because Venus is the hottest one you see&lt;br /&gt;After that comes Earth, the home to all of us&lt;br /&gt;And then along come Mars with two moons uncircular.&lt;br /&gt;(musical interlude)&lt;br /&gt;After that comes Jupiter with the Trojans&lt;br /&gt;Then along comes Saturn with the beautifulest of rings&lt;br /&gt;Uranus the sideways &lt;br /&gt;And Neptune, by my opinion it would be the coldest.&lt;br /&gt;(musical interlude)&lt;br /&gt;Ceres in the asteroid belt and then&lt;br /&gt;Pluto once considered as a planet&lt;br /&gt;Humea eliptical and Makemake &lt;br /&gt;And Eris in the shattered disc region.&lt;br /&gt;(Musical interlude with more verses to come)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zCIR-61v5Kg/TbuU8SCoYMI/AAAAAAAACAQ/bBMuU_XntKY/s1600/scan0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zCIR-61v5Kg/TbuU8SCoYMI/AAAAAAAACAQ/bBMuU_XntKY/s400/scan0003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601234324921278658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and this picture is an example of what Cole's Sacrament Meeting doodles have been as of late.&lt;br /&gt;We may have a cartographer on our hands.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-104282847465121611?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/104282847465121611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=104282847465121611' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/104282847465121611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/104282847465121611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2011/04/ill-take-geography-for-500-alex.html' title='&quot;I&apos;ll take geography for 500  Alex&quot;'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uWzXoJBHbGY/TbuWNTOJfLI/AAAAAAAACAY/Z6c8h191x_8/s72-c/geographybieimage2%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-2517996940869575440</id><published>2011-04-18T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T22:31:23.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"i believe in science"</title><content type='html'>Cole loves to participate in all things school.  So when the science fair came around, with participation being optional, he opted to be a part of the fun.  Clay and Cole decided on a mold experiment.  For a month we had the pleasure of observing mold growth on bread. &lt;br /&gt;Cole loved attending the science fair and showing his display board to the other kids and especially to his teacher.  He waited with bated breath for his teacher to arrive so he could show her his work.  He took me aside to where no one else could hear us and said, "Do you know why it's so important to me for Ms. Biederman to see my experiment?...Because she's my favorite teacher".  He had to take me aside for this so that none of the other teachers would hear and have their feelings hurt.  He is always overly cautious about others hearing something that could be hurtful, like when he waited til we were across the street from the school to tell me about the janitor, "Mommy, I loathe Mr. Ross.  He never lets us eat our fill at lunch time".  &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's Cole with his project: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pVKnOwyuQ8o/Ta0clg73EJI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/_sofVzOuG0I/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pVKnOwyuQ8o/Ta0clg73EJI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/_sofVzOuG0I/s400/005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597161342713139346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AF_JYyUwYJ4/Ta0d0UEOy0I/AAAAAAAAB_w/biybiMPVVsI/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AF_JYyUwYJ4/Ta0d0UEOy0I/AAAAAAAAB_w/biybiMPVVsI/s400/003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597162696468253506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zCQ4nPCBPgc/Ta0cl_HGK3I/AAAAAAAAB_g/NbZii8pPrhQ/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zCQ4nPCBPgc/Ta0cl_HGK3I/AAAAAAAAB_g/NbZii8pPrhQ/s400/004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597161350813330290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-2517996940869575440?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/2517996940869575440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=2517996940869575440' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/2517996940869575440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/2517996940869575440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-believe-in-science.html' title='&quot;i believe in science&quot;'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pVKnOwyuQ8o/Ta0clg73EJI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/_sofVzOuG0I/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-2453557784187671585</id><published>2011-04-18T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T18:40:54.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>got your goat</title><content type='html'>(another adventure back in February)  We hadn't been to the zoo in a really long time, and I wasn't sure that Luke even had any recollection of ever going to the zoo, so we decided to go on a fun family outing to look at some animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole always loved climbing in these caves.  Luke was too scared to explore because it's so dark in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CPuTbad67cE/Tazj8gJlhWI/AAAAAAAAB-o/d1j1vkaTm2M/s1600/166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CPuTbad67cE/Tazj8gJlhWI/AAAAAAAAB-o/d1j1vkaTm2M/s400/166.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597099065476482402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke enjoyed viewing most of the animals from Daddy's shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C98EcXEgK2Y/Tazj8UzIo1I/AAAAAAAAB-g/irK6IJ3_c0M/s1600/188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C98EcXEgK2Y/Tazj8UzIo1I/AAAAAAAAB-g/irK6IJ3_c0M/s400/188.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597099062429524818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to take a picture of Luke in front of the zebras.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VngWUfMa_hQ/Tazj7wJZ9GI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/BENUOUy_ADE/s1600/198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VngWUfMa_hQ/Tazj7wJZ9GI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/BENUOUy_ADE/s400/198.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597099052590822498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole in front of his favorite animal, giraffes.  (Although the giraffes are really blending in in this picture.)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-96UCqpezzY8/Tazj7ZH7sMI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/-Nkq9K7xhc8/s1600/203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-96UCqpezzY8/Tazj7ZH7sMI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/-Nkq9K7xhc8/s400/203.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597099046410629314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped by the petting zoo.  Luke was just not sure what he thought of all the goats.  There was one goat in particular that was especially aggressive.  For a while, it was following Cole all over and Cole was getting really nervous about it.  In the end they both enjoyed brushing this nice, relaxed goat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M7CtbD36BiM/TazlAfp4p3I/AAAAAAAAB_I/4TjZ6aq74MQ/s1600/179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M7CtbD36BiM/TazlAfp4p3I/AAAAAAAAB_I/4TjZ6aq74MQ/s400/179.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597100233574623090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p6SqDx2w9a4/Tazk_XvxbOI/AAAAAAAAB-4/sovdMBH4FLQ/s1600/173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p6SqDx2w9a4/Tazk_XvxbOI/AAAAAAAAB-4/sovdMBH4FLQ/s400/173.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597100214271962338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ykHr23cWZfs/Tazj9DdrzjI/AAAAAAAAB-w/JJ77Ec8qPe8/s1600/182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ykHr23cWZfs/Tazj9DdrzjI/AAAAAAAAB-w/JJ77Ec8qPe8/s400/182.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597099074956021298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-2453557784187671585?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/2453557784187671585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=2453557784187671585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/2453557784187671585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/2453557784187671585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2011/04/got-your-goat.html' title='got your goat'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CPuTbad67cE/Tazj8gJlhWI/AAAAAAAAB-o/d1j1vkaTm2M/s72-c/166.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-5721072931757113186</id><published>2011-04-13T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T18:12:10.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Velvet</title><content type='html'>Valentine's Day was so lovely.  My boys made me feel so loved. They gave me this beautiful gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HDVGrsr4Cbw/TazenEn9FrI/AAAAAAAAB-I/1qbXpzZ6Cuc/s1600/223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HDVGrsr4Cbw/TazenEn9FrI/AAAAAAAAB-I/1qbXpzZ6Cuc/s400/223.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597093199752271538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LQtwdx1Lf-Y/TazemYY_MDI/AAAAAAAAB-A/xizHyme4xCY/s1600/225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LQtwdx1Lf-Y/TazemYY_MDI/AAAAAAAAB-A/xizHyme4xCY/s400/225.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597093187878334514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved the card that Cole wrote for me.  "Here are some delicious cupcakes" written his own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3_Eu0EfU7CM/TazemP1HBrI/AAAAAAAAB94/Iy89x2Vr-HE/s1600/227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3_Eu0EfU7CM/TazemP1HBrI/AAAAAAAAB94/Iy89x2Vr-HE/s400/227.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597093185580369586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW!  Red velvet cupcakes with cream cheese frosting.  They were so delicious!  I then found out that the recipe Clay and the boys used, actually made 100 mini red velvet cupcakes!  So we enjoyed spreading some valentine cheer by dropping off plates of cupcakes to neighbors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hpoX_7OtHJg/TazeloMJ-BI/AAAAAAAAB9w/mFbS-tRGbE8/s1600/228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hpoX_7OtHJg/TazeloMJ-BI/AAAAAAAAB9w/mFbS-tRGbE8/s400/228.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597093174939613202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended the day with a red dinner.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IQ8MZxajOXc/TazelZpkifI/AAAAAAAAB9o/V0xzDxWTbFk/s1600/234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IQ8MZxajOXc/TazelZpkifI/AAAAAAAAB9o/V0xzDxWTbFk/s400/234.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597093171036457458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-5721072931757113186?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/5721072931757113186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=5721072931757113186' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/5721072931757113186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/5721072931757113186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2011/04/red-velvet.html' title='Red Velvet'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HDVGrsr4Cbw/TazenEn9FrI/AAAAAAAAB-I/1qbXpzZ6Cuc/s72-c/223.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-8554080440793812943</id><published>2011-04-01T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T22:35:42.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Princess Jasmine</title><content type='html'>When baby sister Katie was little, she prefered to be addressed as Princess Jasmine.  She was such a fan of the movie &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Aladdin&lt;/span&gt; and would love to recite lines from it in Jasmine's voice, like, &lt;br /&gt;"How dare you!  All of you!  Standing around deciding my future! I am not a prize to be won!"  &lt;br /&gt;She was very dramatic.  Now that she's older, she's still dramatic.  And she's found her prince.  &lt;br /&gt;Katie got married in January (oops, guess I'm a little behind on posting) to Ryan.  It was such a wonderful way to start 2011!  The ceremony was beautiful and so were the bride and groom :)  &lt;br /&gt;My sister-in-law Breanne was their photographer and I got to just follow her around videotaping everything on my little camcorder.&lt;br /&gt;Here's a tiny bit of footage of their first moments as husband and wife:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3e3f4647f2b95c4c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3e3f4647f2b95c4c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331330527%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3B33975FF5A7DA051C4BCE8AEFEFCC6F621ED5DF.30368E09DA75967875F0F5255D19D503010A4254%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3e3f4647f2b95c4c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DwYPgb6dcdgwIlfLD0m7lXyUe0gw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3e3f4647f2b95c4c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331330527%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3B33975FF5A7DA051C4BCE8AEFEFCC6F621ED5DF.30368E09DA75967875F0F5255D19D503010A4254%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3e3f4647f2b95c4c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DwYPgb6dcdgwIlfLD0m7lXyUe0gw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7A3DBF1bN34/Ta0fBpcr-GI/AAAAAAAAB_4/XDMRnqvgx4k/s1600/185908_1817738690817_1460635899_2005099_1019542_n%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7A3DBF1bN34/Ta0fBpcr-GI/AAAAAAAAB_4/XDMRnqvgx4k/s400/185908_1817738690817_1460635899_2005099_1019542_n%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597164025057900642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;I need my family to email me more of the pictures, so for now, I just have a few.&lt;br /&gt;Here are all the siblings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nU27ASeh6TQ/TZZr9YK_ZiI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/l78BhOIe1AY/s1600/katieandry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nU27ASeh6TQ/TZZr9YK_ZiI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/l78BhOIe1AY/s400/katieandry.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590774689631790626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are my little men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5x_esRVGMZY/TZZr9obx3UI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/H3tPOMbbSnE/s1600/katie_and_ryan_weddding_revised_65.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5x_esRVGMZY/TZZr9obx3UI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/H3tPOMbbSnE/s400/katie_and_ryan_weddding_revised_65.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590774693997174082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots more pics at breannelarsonphotography.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-8554080440793812943?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/8554080440793812943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=8554080440793812943' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/8554080440793812943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/8554080440793812943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2011/04/princess-jasmine.html' title='Princess Jasmine'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7A3DBF1bN34/Ta0fBpcr-GI/AAAAAAAAB_4/XDMRnqvgx4k/s72-c/185908_1817738690817_1460635899_2005099_1019542_n%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-3146092581656759088</id><published>2011-01-12T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T23:41:44.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Break  2010</title><content type='html'>The first few days of Cole's winter break were spent inside, doing nothing aside from trying to stay dry and warm.  It rained and rained.&lt;br /&gt;So it was such a relief when the rains ended and my sister Amanda invited us to go to legoland with her and her little boy, Connor.  Here's Luke and Connor checking out the map.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6a6U0T59I/AAAAAAAAB6E/rA6B8aV7uSk/s1600/293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6a6U0T59I/AAAAAAAAB6E/rA6B8aV7uSk/s400/293.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561552916660348882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riding the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6aESQ_VdI/AAAAAAAAB58/3uKba0MGs64/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6aESQ_VdI/AAAAAAAAB58/3uKba0MGs64/s400/004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561551988262393298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Digging for dinosaur bones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6aEBAlxYI/AAAAAAAAB50/WeXjjuAdwH0/s1600/323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6aEBAlxYI/AAAAAAAAB50/WeXjjuAdwH0/s400/323.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561551983630206338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marveling at the amazing lego creations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6aD6Ir4TI/AAAAAAAAB5s/JEAT04h-KXc/s1600/328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6aD6Ir4TI/AAAAAAAAB5s/JEAT04h-KXc/s400/328.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561551981785112882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole loved it too.  Here he is in front of New Orleans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6aDbq-8PI/AAAAAAAAB5k/OpCQslEXLZI/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6aDbq-8PI/AAAAAAAAB5k/OpCQslEXLZI/s400/009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561551973607469298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to get a picture with Hagrid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6aDARhghI/AAAAAAAAB5c/APCO0nk2PL4/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6aDARhghI/AAAAAAAAB5c/APCO0nk2PL4/s400/015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561551966252925458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling great peddling along on this ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6XIpvqctI/AAAAAAAAB5U/CcsckAILJXQ/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6XIpvqctI/AAAAAAAAB5U/CcsckAILJXQ/s400/018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561548764749656786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day was Christmas Eve.  We had a wonderful get-together with all of my mom's family. I was in charge of helping the kids do a live nativity.  Very low key, but I loved it!  (It's hard to tell, but Luke was the "star".)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6XIcHVB5I/AAAAAAAAB5M/kaLwyRrXIZ8/s1600/269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6XIcHVB5I/AAAAAAAAB5M/kaLwyRrXIZ8/s400/269.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561548761090819986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the mexican food was delicious (the treats were great too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6XIPUnfXI/AAAAAAAAB5E/aUOXLf1FTxs/s1600/270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6XIPUnfXI/AAAAAAAAB5E/aUOXLf1FTxs/s400/270.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561548757656894834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were two white elephant gift exchanges, one for grown-ups and one for the kids.  Here are the kids ready to start passing gifts around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6XH7FVOuI/AAAAAAAAB48/sr_NLwuEupE/s1600/278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6XH7FVOuI/AAAAAAAAB48/sr_NLwuEupE/s400/278.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561548752224074466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back home that night and woke up the next morning to find Santa had eaten his cookies, and his reindeer were mighty hungry too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6U8mJfTdI/AAAAAAAAB4s/-y39fIEPKF8/s1600/284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6U8mJfTdI/AAAAAAAAB4s/-y39fIEPKF8/s400/284.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561546358602550738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa also left this letter (ALL of this was Clay's doing) explaining that they were such good boys, that as a special treat he had one of his elves design a magical quest for them, and if they were successful, their Christmas presents would magically appear under the tree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6U8Yj057I/AAAAAAAAB4k/47ECU8EQUa0/s1600/332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6U8Yj057I/AAAAAAAAB4k/47ECU8EQUa0/s400/332.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561546354954921906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with Santa's letter was another letter, this one from the elf who would be guiding them on their quest.  This letter explains that there are 7 noble feats they must accomplish, each one helping a magical creature living nearby.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6U7rVXoCI/AAAAAAAAB4c/J897I7KGxxE/s1600/334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6U7rVXoCI/AAAAAAAAB4c/J897I7KGxxE/s400/334.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561546342814687266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The letter also explained that this Christmas sparkle and these two wands were needed for their mission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6U7cojg5I/AAAAAAAAB4U/jZQ11qQIFhg/s1600/286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6U7cojg5I/AAAAAAAAB4U/jZQ11qQIFhg/s400/286.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561546338868626322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were also provided with a map.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6XHZD4TXI/AAAAAAAAB40/IGtf51h794E/s1600/300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6XHZD4TXI/AAAAAAAAB40/IGtf51h794E/s400/300.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561548743091178866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Cole and Luke ready to help out some magical creatures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6U6-Ov2TI/AAAAAAAAB4M/E_2uwrOq-8s/s1600/287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6U6-Ov2TI/AAAAAAAAB4M/E_2uwrOq-8s/s400/287.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561546330707319090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of these creatures lived at this park.  Here, they did a magic spell to help a troll living under this bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6SnQYv0VI/AAAAAAAAB4E/G5gb6Pj0hw0/s1600/290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6SnQYv0VI/AAAAAAAAB4E/G5gb6Pj0hw0/s400/290.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561543792960459090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, they helped some pixies.  Clay kept himself hidden at all of our stops, but always close enough so that the boys could hear the sound effects coming from his laptop (sense the elf had said that the boys would be able to &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;hear&lt;/span&gt; the magical creatures but not see them.)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6SnDJ0gbI/AAAAAAAAB38/bNCQo-cTLdc/s1600/298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6SnDJ0gbI/AAAAAAAAB38/bNCQo-cTLdc/s400/298.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561543789408190898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as you can imagine, the boys were successful in their 7 noble feats and had just enough magic left from their Christmas sparkle to make their presents appear.  When they got back home, their presents were all under the tree and there was a note of congratulations from the elf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6Sm8EpNlI/AAAAAAAAB30/98cFUpa8o0A/s1600/307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6Sm8EpNlI/AAAAAAAAB30/98cFUpa8o0A/s400/307.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561543787507430994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke was very happy to get his Buzz Lightyear.  It was the only thing he asked for this year.  Also, I had to get him these wings because he is constantly pretending that he has buzz wings anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6Smm9VzoI/AAAAAAAAB3s/iaLv_eJypQA/s1600/314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6Smm9VzoI/AAAAAAAAB3s/iaLv_eJypQA/s400/314.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561543781839654530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole is so into maps lately.  I searched everywhere to find him something fun and map-like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6qWF_IQwI/AAAAAAAAB6M/mQbePyaQEM4/s1600/313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6qWF_IQwI/AAAAAAAAB6M/mQbePyaQEM4/s400/313.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561569886389945090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also added to our pet family.  We got the boys a snake, which Cole has named Peter.  Peter is a baby corn snake and he loves us very much.  I regret I don't have a picture of him yet.&lt;br /&gt;The next day, we had a wonderful time at another Christmas celebration, this time with Clay's family.  Afterward, we got to spend a couple days with Clay's parents.  The boys loved playing with Grandma's new toys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6P7_f02rI/AAAAAAAAB3c/sh2E35pc7Ek/s1600/345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6P7_f02rI/AAAAAAAAB3c/sh2E35pc7Ek/s400/345.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561540850669116082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and walking around the harbor,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6P7ts0GzI/AAAAAAAAB3U/gYnTWH8S2wI/s1600/363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6P7ts0GzI/AAAAAAAAB3U/gYnTWH8S2wI/s400/363.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561540845891754802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and spotting some seals,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6P7arlqlI/AAAAAAAAB3M/JaLv1GryFaM/s1600/360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6P7arlqlI/AAAAAAAAB3M/JaLv1GryFaM/s400/360.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561540840786340434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and poking at sea anemones with sticks to try to get them to close up,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6P7Le_PDI/AAAAAAAAB3E/4WdoLLDD9gk/s1600/367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6P7Le_PDI/AAAAAAAAB3E/4WdoLLDD9gk/s400/367.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561540836706958386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Cole insisted on walking to the very very very end of the jetty.  We had such a great, relaxing time!  Thanks for having us Suzanne!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6P6mVjvGI/AAAAAAAAB28/uvthVXt0p5c/s1600/369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6P6mVjvGI/AAAAAAAAB28/uvthVXt0p5c/s400/369.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561540826735295586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we were back home again, Clay still had several days off work.  It was so much fun to have him around all day!  We enjoyed so many outings with him like going to see Tangled (which was fantastic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6NiUxEJzI/AAAAAAAAB20/kRZLq-J5Qic/s1600/379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6NiUxEJzI/AAAAAAAAB20/kRZLq-J5Qic/s400/379.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561538210678712114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going out to the yogurt shop--one of those where you serve yourself and pay by the ounce.  This place has only been open for about a year but I don't know what this town did before it existed.  We love coming here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6Nh9yfhSI/AAAAAAAAB2s/t1moSroIkVA/s1600/373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6Nh9yfhSI/AAAAAAAAB2s/t1moSroIkVA/s400/373.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561538204510684450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6NhuWRS5I/AAAAAAAAB2k/u8O3F6v2gwE/s1600/377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6NhuWRS5I/AAAAAAAAB2k/u8O3F6v2gwE/s400/377.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561538200365779858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the boys to the indoor playgound.  Luke was the perfect age for this, Cole not so much but he was a good sport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6NhdrtvvI/AAAAAAAAB2c/TvgSEMpCAL4/s1600/386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6NhdrtvvI/AAAAAAAAB2c/TvgSEMpCAL4/s400/386.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561538195892322034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6NhON7hfI/AAAAAAAAB2U/TrPlv2za02s/s1600/388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6NhON7hfI/AAAAAAAAB2U/TrPlv2za02s/s400/388.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561538191740863986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Christmas we got year passes to Magic Mountain, so we had to go try it out.  Here's Cole and Luke doing some driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6LZldq_NI/AAAAAAAAB2M/h0FihbTJ4NI/s1600/392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6LZldq_NI/AAAAAAAAB2M/h0FihbTJ4NI/s400/392.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561535861518695634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke loves this room where you can shoot balls and vacuum them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6LZU4jOpI/AAAAAAAAB2E/HZECPOPGnH8/s1600/399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6LZU4jOpI/AAAAAAAAB2E/HZECPOPGnH8/s400/399.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561535857068030610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole enjoyed being on stage during this looney toons show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6LZOFWaHI/AAAAAAAAB18/E9VVD15rK0k/s1600/423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6LZOFWaHI/AAAAAAAAB18/E9VVD15rK0k/s400/423.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561535855242668146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so cold outside!  But the boys didn't mind at all.  We had so much fun.  And I think these magic mountain passes are gonna make 2011 pretty sweet!&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas!  Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6LYRqvEgI/AAAAAAAAB1s/XiUw-3n8tqs/s1600/433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6LYRqvEgI/AAAAAAAAB1s/XiUw-3n8tqs/s400/433.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561535839024910850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-3146092581656759088?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/3146092581656759088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=3146092581656759088' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/3146092581656759088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/3146092581656759088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-break-2010.html' title='Christmas Break  2010'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS6a6U0T59I/AAAAAAAAB6E/rA6B8aV7uSk/s72-c/293.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-167733695037404643</id><published>2011-01-11T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T22:49:27.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad book worms</title><content type='html'>As I've mentioned before, Cole and I started reading the Harry Potter books.  I love them passionately, and Cole got completely hooked on the series as well.  &lt;br /&gt;The first book is so much fun, getting introduced to the wizarding world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS1Izc1KG2I/AAAAAAAAB1k/TOXzoEF2fOQ/s1600/imagesCA1O5633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS1Izc1KG2I/AAAAAAAAB1k/TOXzoEF2fOQ/s400/imagesCA1O5633.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561181163622112098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second book is another great adventure, light and fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS1IzPH-tII/AAAAAAAAB1U/EV482K9JBbo/s1600/imagesCAEHX81W.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 185px; height: 273px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS1IzPH-tII/AAAAAAAAB1U/EV482K9JBbo/s400/imagesCAEHX81W.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561181159942960258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third book, super thrilling, more intense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS1Iy5BSRzI/AAAAAAAAB1M/jBGdndxXubE/s1600/imagesCAGZ3KUP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 185px; height: 273px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS1Iy5BSRzI/AAAAAAAAB1M/jBGdndxXubE/s400/imagesCAGZ3KUP.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561181154009302834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth book is many readers' favorite.  But this is where Cole and I ran into some trouble, around page 700 or so.  A death.  When I read the words to him, "(blank)was dead", he was in shock for about 10 seconds, and then began to cry.  He said he was done with Harry Potter.  And that was it.  &lt;br /&gt;Luckily, part of him missed the nightly ritual of reading HP and after a week he needed another dose of it.  And we did only have a few chapters left after all.  So we were able to finish the fourth book with some mixed feelings from Cole.  But I think he had mostly positive feelings about the book by the time we finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS1IzW0o1eI/AAAAAAAAB1c/IifhbgepRaw/s1600/imagesCA04WK9I.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS1IzW0o1eI/AAAAAAAAB1c/IifhbgepRaw/s400/imagesCA04WK9I.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561181162009318882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although book five is available to him, he has opted to take a breather.  I thought the novelization of Toy Story 3 would be a nice light read.  But I was blind sided.  I wasn't expecting to have an emotional reaction to this book, but I read the last chapter to Cole mostly through tears.  And when I got to this line, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But Woody knew that the most special part was that it was the last time he'd ever get to play with Andy",&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to have Clay come and take over reading because I couldn't even choke out the words.  We're a bunch of crazies over here huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS1IyxEKn6I/AAAAAAAAB1E/gMXmqIYMFe4/s1600/imagesCAZEDVKY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 185px; height: 272px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS1IyxEKn6I/AAAAAAAAB1E/gMXmqIYMFe4/s400/imagesCAZEDVKY.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561181151873900450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-167733695037404643?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/167733695037404643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=167733695037404643' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/167733695037404643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/167733695037404643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2011/01/sad-book-worms.html' title='Sad book worms'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS1Izc1KG2I/AAAAAAAAB1k/TOXzoEF2fOQ/s72-c/imagesCA1O5633.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-4476689880152345003</id><published>2011-01-11T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T22:43:58.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pictures</title><content type='html'>About a month ago, Breanne took some family pictures of us.  I know she must be tired of my gushing over her, but I can't help it.  She is such an amazing photographer!  So talented!  She did my sister's engagement and wedding pictures also and holy cow, the pictures are unbelievable.  &lt;br /&gt;But for now, here's our little family (that many of you may have already seen on fb)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS01tSDFovI/AAAAAAAABz8/ShpUx3dxgzE/s1600/clay%252520and%252520amy%2525202010%252520revised3%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS01tSDFovI/AAAAAAAABz8/ShpUx3dxgzE/s400/clay%252520and%252520amy%2525202010%252520revised3%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561160166927606514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS01t2xHYfI/AAAAAAAAB0E/WuEElHFqlvs/s1600/clay%252520and%252520amy%2525202010%252520revised%2525202%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS01t2xHYfI/AAAAAAAAB0E/WuEElHFqlvs/s400/clay%252520and%252520amy%2525202010%252520revised%2525202%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561160176784335346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS02j-hC3KI/AAAAAAAAB00/qixuVGdqrpU/s1600/clay%252520and%252520amy%2525202010%252520revised%25252012%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS02j-hC3KI/AAAAAAAAB00/qixuVGdqrpU/s400/clay%252520and%252520amy%2525202010%252520revised%25252012%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561161106577349794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS02mZyJMiI/AAAAAAAAB08/wyjWrpSQvSk/s1600/clay%252520and%252520amy%2525202010%252520revised%25252013%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS02mZyJMiI/AAAAAAAAB08/wyjWrpSQvSk/s400/clay%252520and%252520amy%2525202010%252520revised%25252013%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561161148256563746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS02jjhh7nI/AAAAAAAAB0s/Z-87Dq29KLw/s1600/clay%252520and%252520amy%2525202010%252520revised%25252011%255B2%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS02jjhh7nI/AAAAAAAAB0s/Z-87Dq29KLw/s400/clay%252520and%252520amy%2525202010%252520revised%25252011%255B2%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561161099331628658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS01uPD3ngI/AAAAAAAAB0M/7D89ROKBP3o/s1600/clay%252520and%252520amy%2525202010%252520revised%2525206%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS01uPD3ngI/AAAAAAAAB0M/7D89ROKBP3o/s400/clay%252520and%252520amy%2525202010%252520revised%2525206%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561160183305444866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS01uYC-YtI/AAAAAAAAB0U/ZwrNUSixjIo/s1600/clay%252520and%252520amy%2525202010%252520revised%2525207%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS01uYC-YtI/AAAAAAAAB0U/ZwrNUSixjIo/s400/clay%252520and%252520amy%2525202010%252520revised%2525207%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561160185717613266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS01ujBubdI/AAAAAAAAB0c/KgYRzD4CZjc/s1600/clay%252520and%252520amy%2525202010%252520revised%2525209%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS01ujBubdI/AAAAAAAAB0c/KgYRzD4CZjc/s400/clay%252520and%252520amy%2525202010%252520revised%2525209%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561160188665163218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is also a small tribute to Cole, and to better explain my thoughts about him I have to talk about a movie.  I saw "Mr. Holland's Opus" about 15 years ago when it first came out. I loved it then and still love it.  For those of you who have seen this film you'll remember that Mr. Holland dedicates and sings the song "Beautiful Boy" by John Lennon to his son, Cole.  That scene is so touching, and now as a mom of two boys, calling a boy "beautiful" is so poignant. That's exactly what little boys are.  And of course, I love when Mr. Holland ends the song with, "Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful Cole".  Oh, it's just too much.  Cole has become my beautiful Cole.  &lt;br /&gt;I love how he loves us.  It was not at all surprising to hear him say to me the other day, "Oh my dearest darling mother, you are an angel descended from above".  I love how close he feels to Heavenly Father.  He told us last week that he has decided to start saying prayers before he eats his lunch at school and that he did so that day.  He bore his testimony for the first time last month.  He practiced for weeks beforehand and when he got up to speak it wasn't the generic primary testimony you usually hear.  I love how he will not let us skip FHE, ever!  Clay helps him prepare every lesson and he loves writing out FHE lesson plans, or as he calls it, his agenda. I love how he loves music, and will sing for anyone anytime no matter how large the crowd. Also, he is the only child I know of who has "humble days".  These began because he was constantly shooting down our praise for him, saying things like, "No, I'm not the best, you are the best, I'm the worst".  I wanted him to start accepting compliments by simply saying, "Thank you".  He held firm to his belief that it's better to be humble so we compromised.  Half the days of the week are "humble days" where he can disagree with praise for him, the other days are called, "thank you days" where he just has to say thank you when he's given compliments. &lt;br /&gt;I could go on and on, but I'll stop here for now.  I love both, no wait, all three of my beautiful boys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-4476689880152345003?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/4476689880152345003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=4476689880152345003' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/4476689880152345003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/4476689880152345003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2011/01/family-pictures.html' title='Family Pictures'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TS01tSDFovI/AAAAAAAABz8/ShpUx3dxgzE/s72-c/clay%252520and%252520amy%2525202010%252520revised3%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-3939330353530672364</id><published>2011-01-10T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T22:22:09.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding #1</title><content type='html'>For months we have been looking forward to two weddings in the family.  In December the first wedding came. The beautiful bride was my cousin Alexa.  She and her husband Christian were married in the SD temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TSvxRw_t-5I/AAAAAAAABy0/TjUm7xmdTmU/s1600/202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TSvxRw_t-5I/AAAAAAAABy0/TjUm7xmdTmU/s400/202.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560803452431235986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The newlyweds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TSvxTIWXR0I/AAAAAAAABzU/n34a0YxLlb8/s1600/201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TSvxTIWXR0I/AAAAAAAABzU/n34a0YxLlb8/s400/201.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560803475880101698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandpa Tommy and grandma Lyla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TSvxStlfAyI/AAAAAAAABzE/8oOCgVp_1W8/s1600/193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TSvxStlfAyI/AAAAAAAABzE/8oOCgVp_1W8/s400/193.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560803468695765794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My uncle Jimmy (and father-of-the-bride) with his 3 other gorgeous daughters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TSvxSDPSTMI/AAAAAAAABy8/XA2L6MGuqLM/s1600/195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TSvxSDPSTMI/AAAAAAAABy8/XA2L6MGuqLM/s400/195.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560803457328368834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then onto the reception for some dancing (Luke and cousin Annie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TSv0aqOW3YI/AAAAAAAABzs/MgTe2XSRa1s/s1600/258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TSv0aqOW3YI/AAAAAAAABzs/MgTe2XSRa1s/s400/258.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560806903767293314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some relaxing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TSv0aZmIKkI/AAAAAAAABzk/AhV0XdroBW4/s1600/213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TSv0aZmIKkI/AAAAAAAABzk/AhV0XdroBW4/s400/213.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560806899303590466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And pictures with the bride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TSv0a3fPlHI/AAAAAAAABz0/PRqwa8ni8uM/s1600/265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TSv0a3fPlHI/AAAAAAAABz0/PRqwa8ni8uM/s400/265.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560806907327779954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And among the guests was this couple, baby sister Katie and her fiance Ryan (wedding #2, which I shall get to later).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TSv0Z3E8_oI/AAAAAAAABzc/d-W_YPsE5qQ/s1600/204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TSv0Z3E8_oI/AAAAAAAABzc/d-W_YPsE5qQ/s400/204.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560806890037640834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-3939330353530672364?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/3939330353530672364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=3939330353530672364' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/3939330353530672364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/3939330353530672364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2011/01/wedding-1.html' title='Wedding #1'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TSvxRw_t-5I/AAAAAAAABy0/TjUm7xmdTmU/s72-c/202.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-2484181944028812240</id><published>2011-01-10T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T21:41:48.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving 2010</title><content type='html'>We had a wonderful Thanksgiving with Clay's family. We went to his parents house and enjoyed a delicious feast.  It was so nice to have a couple of Clay's brothers there along with their little families.  Breanne provided a Thanksgiving coloring page and crayon turkeys for each of the kids to keep them entertained until it was time to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TSvsWNMMZOI/AAAAAAAAByc/ZGpKCmvU8Bg/s1600/169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TSvsWNMMZOI/AAAAAAAAByc/ZGpKCmvU8Bg/s400/169.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560798031161091298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the kids feasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TSvsWaTS9aI/AAAAAAAAByk/qYT9bD1qPD0/s1600/175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TSvsWaTS9aI/AAAAAAAAByk/qYT9bD1qPD0/s400/175.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560798034680542626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TSvsWzc5HVI/AAAAAAAABys/buBvnwxLXyE/s1600/176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TSvsWzc5HVI/AAAAAAAABys/buBvnwxLXyE/s400/176.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560798041431678290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-2484181944028812240?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/2484181944028812240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=2484181944028812240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/2484181944028812240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/2484181944028812240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2011/01/thanksgiving-2010.html' title='Thanksgiving 2010'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TSvsWNMMZOI/AAAAAAAAByc/ZGpKCmvU8Bg/s72-c/169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-299521755072995632</id><published>2011-01-02T20:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T21:27:12.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'>School Days</title><content type='html'>Here is Cole's school picture for this year that I love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TSvkITwpSMI/AAAAAAAABx8/r2CzFGt6WPM/s1600/scan0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TSvkITwpSMI/AAAAAAAABx8/r2CzFGt6WPM/s400/scan0001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560788996313401538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is Cole at the awards assembly (back in November) where he received the Principle's Award for...diversity.  We were a little unsure about what this award meant exactly, but at the assembly the principle explained that this award was for students who were kind and courteous etc. to everyone.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TSFYbbASqiI/AAAAAAAABx0/V8FANjZXkhI/s1600/158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TSFYbbASqiI/AAAAAAAABx0/V8FANjZXkhI/s400/158.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557820643280595490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I have the honor of being the art docent for Cole's class this year.  This was our first project inspired by Starry Night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TSvnGmKoYGI/AAAAAAAAByU/yewMH_4Uazs/s1600/130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TSvnGmKoYGI/AAAAAAAAByU/yewMH_4Uazs/s400/130.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560792265429377122"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is Van Gogh himself, although in this pic. you can't see the candles glued to the brim of the hat. (Did you know that Van Gogh put candles on his hat so he would have light to paint at night?  And passerby would have to tell him if his hat was about to catch fire.) Anyway, I'm definitely enjoying this opportunity to get to be involved in Cole's class. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TSvnGPZnroI/AAAAAAAAByM/KJrCrfvyrz0/s1600/126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TSvnGPZnroI/AAAAAAAAByM/KJrCrfvyrz0/s400/126.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560792259318230658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-299521755072995632?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/299521755072995632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=299521755072995632' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/299521755072995632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/299521755072995632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2011/01/school-days.html' title='School Days'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TSvkITwpSMI/AAAAAAAABx8/r2CzFGt6WPM/s72-c/scan0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-4745559516227180032</id><published>2010-11-01T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T23:43:15.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween on Sunday ain't bad</title><content type='html'>I must say it was nice having a quiet, cozy Halloween this year. Since it was Sunday we just stayed inside drinking hot chocolate, eating treats, carving pumpkins, baking seeds, and Cole (with Clay's guidance) made a delicious pumpkin pie! &lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TM-rKBHGYgI/AAAAAAAABxQ/hsZfEZ2M_PA/s1600/DSC_1016.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534830655646884354 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TM-rKBHGYgI/AAAAAAAABxQ/hsZfEZ2M_PA/s400/DSC_1016.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TM-rKfvLCLI/AAAAAAAABxY/OBp3cjDJd5Q/s1600/DSC_1021.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534830663868025010 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TM-rKfvLCLI/AAAAAAAABxY/OBp3cjDJd5Q/s400/DSC_1021.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TM-rLLmY7SI/AAAAAAAABxg/PLRLaz0HUkE/s1600/DSC_1029.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534830675642346786 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TM-rLLmY7SI/AAAAAAAABxg/PLRLaz0HUkE/s400/DSC_1029.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; Of course, Luke made sure our Halloween wasn't too dull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e1b7c50cdfff86b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0e1b7c50cdfff86b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331330527%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D500CC02A6E26ADC2DE7770ACAF582500CB065408.615D5CC5FC2DC11BBF38CFCD11AC5520E3E3A578%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De1b7c50cdfff86b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dt0nO5LlpWMED4J0Iz7X9Hnj6lAM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0e1b7c50cdfff86b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331330527%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D500CC02A6E26ADC2DE7770ACAF582500CB065408.615D5CC5FC2DC11BBF38CFCD11AC5520E3E3A578%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De1b7c50cdfff86b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dt0nO5LlpWMED4J0Iz7X9Hnj6lAM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-4745559516227180032?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/4745559516227180032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=4745559516227180032' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/4745559516227180032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/4745559516227180032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/11/halloween-on-sunday-aint-bad.html' title='Halloween on Sunday ain&apos;t bad'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TM-rKBHGYgI/AAAAAAAABxQ/hsZfEZ2M_PA/s72-c/DSC_1016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-6359032097609170080</id><published>2010-11-01T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T07:14:51.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who do you want to be?</title><content type='html'>Perhaps no other day forces us to ask ourselves the question, "Who do I want to be?" more than Halloween. The costume options are endless, it's just a matter of finding something that inspires you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole didn't have any trouble deciding to be "Woody" this year.  And I think this costume suits him well.  We recently saw "Toy Story 3" at the $3.00 theater and in my opinion, it is the best animated film of all time. It so beautifully captured the magic of imaginative childhood play; play that has helped create Cole's very being, his soul, his world! We've been playing a story recently that never ends.  Anytime Cole and I have a chance to play he wants to pick up where our story left off.  We're only on chapter five, which shows how often we're able to sit down on the bedroom floor with toys, just me and him.  It's good that we're pacing oursleves though, as the "chapters" are held to a higher standard than stories Cole and I used to play, say when he was 3.  Cole provides a lot of the plot, and amazes me at his ability to incorporate unexpected twists, betrayals, suspense, humor, sentimentality, etc. into the story. Cole is better at adding these components than I am and it takes all my brain power to keep up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TM-gC8oUw1I/AAAAAAAABwQ/oYtGCDF4gjE/s1600/DSC_0985.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TM-gC8oUw1I/AAAAAAAABwQ/oYtGCDF4gjE/s400/DSC_0985.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534818439557071698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke did not really ever have a final decision on what to be for Halloween.  Every time we asked him, he would answer something different.  To Cole's Halloween parade at school, he dressed in his superman costume. (This is Luke with Cole's buddy, Seth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TM-gCfEpxKI/AAAAAAAABwA/R8G-SkxdACg/s1600/DSC_0938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TM-gCfEpxKI/AAAAAAAABwA/R8G-SkxdACg/s400/DSC_0938.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534818431622825122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TM-gCK9efWI/AAAAAAAABv4/6eVI0V_8c-U/s1600/DSC_0929.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TM-gCK9efWI/AAAAAAAABv4/6eVI0V_8c-U/s400/DSC_0929.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534818426224016738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this picture--"Howdy, little lady!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TM-lOKLsD8I/AAAAAAAABw4/5LQrC0mlLFM/s1600/DSC_0936.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TM-lOKLsD8I/AAAAAAAABw4/5LQrC0mlLFM/s400/DSC_0936.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534824129731760066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TM-gCqCqoDI/AAAAAAAABwI/y3CShwp54WI/s1600/DSC_0977.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TM-gCqCqoDI/AAAAAAAABwI/y3CShwp54WI/s400/DSC_0977.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534818434567282738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then that night at the Trunk-or-Treat Luke was a lion.  But this is just Luke's personality.  He is wildly unpredictable and rarely just himself.  Throughout the day, I'll mistakenly address him as "Luke", and he'll quickly correct me, no--I'm Buzz, or I'm Superman, or I'm a puppy, or I'm a kitty (said super fast as though it's all one word). &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TM-joq_ByeI/AAAAAAAABww/v4I1OM1A6PA/s1600/DSC_1009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TM-joq_ByeI/AAAAAAAABww/v4I1OM1A6PA/s400/DSC_1009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534822386190371298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TM-joQZMqOI/AAAAAAAABwo/2sQxSfZPdSI/s1600/DSC_1010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TM-joQZMqOI/AAAAAAAABwo/2sQxSfZPdSI/s400/DSC_1010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534822379052378338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trunk-or-treatin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TM-joICpwEI/AAAAAAAABwg/Xrk9Dw0cLN0/s1600/DSC_0998.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TM-joICpwEI/AAAAAAAABwg/Xrk9Dw0cLN0/s400/DSC_0998.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534822376810332226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clay sort of cheated on the dress up thing.  For work, he stuck a bloody sword through a couple cereal boxes and carried it around.  But I don't think this really reveals anything about his soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't dress up. I couldn't think of any good ideas until it was too late...at Cole's Halloween parade I saw the costume, worn by one of the teachers, that made me think to myself, "Ohhhhhh, oh what I would give to wear such a costume as that on this very Halloween.  &lt;em&gt;That&lt;/em&gt; is who I want to be!"   It was Mary Poppins, in all her glory.  She even had the umbrella with the bird head handle.  Where did she get that I would like to know.  The thing is, I wouldn't just love dressing up as Mary Poppins, I would love to &lt;em&gt;be&lt;/em&gt; Mary Poppins; beautiful, sweet, practically perfect in every way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TM-mfM2g7aI/AAAAAAAABxA/-HZPbYTZlg8/s1600/mary%2520poppins%2520bag%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 251px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TM-mfM2g7aI/AAAAAAAABxA/-HZPbYTZlg8/s400/mary%2520poppins%2520bag%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534825522017660322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-6359032097609170080?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/6359032097609170080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=6359032097609170080' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/6359032097609170080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/6359032097609170080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/11/who-do-you-want-to-be.html' title='Who do you want to be?'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TM-gC8oUw1I/AAAAAAAABwQ/oYtGCDF4gjE/s72-c/DSC_0985.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-6838536227903205032</id><published>2010-10-23T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T23:29:33.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brothers together...</title><content type='html'>Luke's been getting a little scared at night.  He told me he wanted me to sleep with him because he was scared.  I asked, "What are you scared of?".  Luke answered, "I'm scared of anything".  Poor sweet little baby.  I reminded him that he has big brother Cole right next to him.  Then Luke snuggled up so close to Cole that he was practically on top of him.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while later, I came in to check on them.  They were both asleep and snuggled together so sweetly I had to take a picture. (You can also see Luke's favorite stuffed animal that he's been sleeping with every night, "Krystal Fox", and hidden under Cole is his beloved "Teddy".) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TMPRSpraR-I/AAAAAAAABvw/_ee2VPC3xug/s1600/124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TMPRSpraR-I/AAAAAAAABvw/_ee2VPC3xug/s400/124.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531494885696882658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked Clay if him and his brothers used to cuddle like this :)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole made up a little saying that he and Luke both say to each other now:&lt;br /&gt;"Brothers together--be friends forever!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-6838536227903205032?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/6838536227903205032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=6838536227903205032' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/6838536227903205032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/6838536227903205032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/10/brothers-together.html' title='Brothers together...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TMPRSpraR-I/AAAAAAAABvw/_ee2VPC3xug/s72-c/124.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-3196826757242209568</id><published>2010-10-23T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T23:13:46.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mostly swinging on the beach</title><content type='html'>A few weekends ago we went to Clay's parent's house to watch general conference with them.  It was delightful as always.  And of course we had to take some walks on the beach while we were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We certainly weren't expecting to run into this massive thing on the beach.  We were all very excited about getting to see it take off into the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TMPJpTh5cfI/AAAAAAAABuo/_eui-RWWFtU/s1600/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TMPJpTh5cfI/AAAAAAAABuo/_eui-RWWFtU/s400/052.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531486478795370994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clay was able to snap some pictures of it going out to sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TMPJpjwlzmI/AAAAAAAABuw/ebGM1dm3TdE/s1600/056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TMPJpjwlzmI/AAAAAAAABuw/ebGM1dm3TdE/s400/056.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531486483151965794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TMPJpwEh4BI/AAAAAAAABu4/hHApl6axSoI/s1600/061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TMPJpwEh4BI/AAAAAAAABu4/hHApl6axSoI/s400/061.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531486486456819730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys spent a long time on the swings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TMPJox8kxVI/AAAAAAAABug/AMskvIhEpt8/s1600/090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TMPJox8kxVI/AAAAAAAABug/AMskvIhEpt8/s400/090.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531486469780456786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TMPNy0dDxiI/AAAAAAAABvo/cub_T7PHnM8/s1600/079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TMPNy0dDxiI/AAAAAAAABvo/cub_T7PHnM8/s400/079.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531491040298780194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TMPNymg2LcI/AAAAAAAABvg/2c_fMVZHQFE/s1600/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TMPNymg2LcI/AAAAAAAABvg/2c_fMVZHQFE/s400/075.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531491036556570050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TMPNyZwLdcI/AAAAAAAABvY/z67eBLtms5Q/s1600/073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TMPNyZwLdcI/AAAAAAAABvY/z67eBLtms5Q/s400/073.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531491033131218370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TMPNxz_U1JI/AAAAAAAABvQ/BPqx7m-ns0g/s1600/071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TMPNxz_U1JI/AAAAAAAABvQ/BPqx7m-ns0g/s400/071.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531491022994199698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TMPNxqFH9YI/AAAAAAAABvI/4Zs9evlwupA/s1600/070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TMPNxqFH9YI/AAAAAAAABvI/4Zs9evlwupA/s400/070.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531491020334167426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-3196826757242209568?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/3196826757242209568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=3196826757242209568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/3196826757242209568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/3196826757242209568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/10/mostly-swinging-on-beach.html' title='Mostly swinging on the beach'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TMPJpTh5cfI/AAAAAAAABuo/_eui-RWWFtU/s72-c/052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-3678802471916438789</id><published>2010-10-05T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T22:35:35.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Messes I love</title><content type='html'>I love when cousins come over and have a picnic lunch on the front room floor and then help make dessert by dipping strawberries and raspberries in chocolate (thanks Breanne for the tip) and end up wearing a lot of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TKwCkKz2NoI/AAAAAAAABtY/MurPV72ETec/s1600/DSC_0796.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TKwCkKz2NoI/AAAAAAAABtY/MurPV72ETec/s400/DSC_0796.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524793663277119106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TKwCkzqFvkI/AAAAAAAABtg/E0JtuSaSfWU/s1600/DSC_0797.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TKwCkzqFvkI/AAAAAAAABtg/E0JtuSaSfWU/s400/DSC_0797.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524793674242047554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and get little tiny orange and yellow punch-out foamie circles all over the carpet from making candy corn people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TKwFIoGEFwI/AAAAAAAABuA/bpexhhR2mDU/s1600/DSC_0811.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TKwFIoGEFwI/AAAAAAAABuA/bpexhhR2mDU/s400/DSC_0811.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524796488636700418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and leave behind hand-made costumes from their perfomance and taping of "The Three Little Pigs"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TKwCl1eYKAI/AAAAAAAABt4/cu9ddpGLDKY/s1600/DSC_0809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TKwCl1eYKAI/AAAAAAAABt4/cu9ddpGLDKY/s400/DSC_0809.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524793691909662722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TKwClk6x0bI/AAAAAAAABtw/Yrc9azJ5PfU/s1600/DSC_0806.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TKwClk6x0bI/AAAAAAAABtw/Yrc9azJ5PfU/s400/DSC_0806.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524793687465382322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and print off picture after picture of coloring pages that they color so carefully and then write across the top, "To Amy, Love" followed by their name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TKwCldXUerI/AAAAAAAABto/AQ6g0UYlf74/s1600/DSC_0802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TKwCldXUerI/AAAAAAAABto/AQ6g0UYlf74/s400/DSC_0802.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524793685437610674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were fortunate enough to have Cole's cousins and my sister over last week to spend the day with us, along with my mom and grandma. We had so much fun with them! After we were done making our messes, we all went to In n out by the airport to welcome my cousin and her husband who had just flown in from Texas.  It was great to get to see them, even for just a short time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TKwFJvpza3I/AAAAAAAABuY/ZwcpD13XFAk/s1600/DSC_0800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TKwFJvpza3I/AAAAAAAABuY/ZwcpD13XFAk/s400/DSC_0800.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524796507845520242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I sure hope these little guys will come visit us again soon.  I was seriously so sad to put away the sweet messes from our fun day together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TKwFJOdn_yI/AAAAAAAABuQ/Bnj82hswoDc/s1600/DSC_0799.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TKwFJOdn_yI/AAAAAAAABuQ/Bnj82hswoDc/s400/DSC_0799.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524796498936069922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-3678802471916438789?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/3678802471916438789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=3678802471916438789' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/3678802471916438789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/3678802471916438789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/10/messes-i-love.html' title='Messes I love'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TKwCkKz2NoI/AAAAAAAABtY/MurPV72ETec/s72-c/DSC_0796.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-3456062495424669394</id><published>2010-10-05T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T20:39:17.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes</title><content type='html'>Wow, time just keeps on ticking, and life just keeps on moving and changing. Here's a couple of recent changes in my family:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister, Emily, is expecting!  This amazing woman will be the mommy of 6 children!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TKv8U6jqybI/AAAAAAAABtQ/DdXb5pnWIXM/s1600/30257_102102633171757_100001160619420_15959_4816104_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TKv8U6jqybI/AAAAAAAABtQ/DdXb5pnWIXM/s400/30257_102102633171757_100001160619420_15959_4816104_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524786804146489778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, this baby sister, Katie, is getting married in January (in this dress)! This was only the second dress she tried on and she fell in love with it!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn it--I had to delete the picture.  Katie doesn't want her guy to accidently see her dress before the big day.  (Although I'm sure he doesn't spend his time catching up on my blog).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-3456062495424669394?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/3456062495424669394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=3456062495424669394' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/3456062495424669394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/3456062495424669394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/10/ch-ch-ch-changes.html' title='Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TKv8U6jqybI/AAAAAAAABtQ/DdXb5pnWIXM/s72-c/30257_102102633171757_100001160619420_15959_4816104_n%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-5381087680597629900</id><published>2010-09-24T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T23:23:12.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Speaketh to my Soul!</title><content type='html'>I'm a bit behind the times.  My sister Stephy had recommended this video a long time ago, and I have just recently become obsessed with it (especially love from 3:15 on).  This is Jon Schmidt, best pianist/composer on the planet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KfH2BY5pdLw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KfH2BY5pdLw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-5381087680597629900?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/5381087680597629900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=5381087680597629900' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/5381087680597629900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/5381087680597629900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/09/this-speaketh-to-my-soul.html' title='This Speaketh to my Soul!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-301910970547329895</id><published>2010-09-21T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T23:07:25.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fantastic Four</title><content type='html'>Brayden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TJmQFmqf7EI/AAAAAAAABsg/ASDUVR5lfeU/s1600/133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TJmQFmqf7EI/AAAAAAAABsg/ASDUVR5lfeU/s400/133.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519601244271799362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brodee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TJmQFH8L0aI/AAAAAAAABsY/xhzeVNI_nv0/s1600/132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TJmQFH8L0aI/AAAAAAAABsY/xhzeVNI_nv0/s400/132.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519601236024480162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TJmQGYJhMwI/AAAAAAAABso/O0rU_RcKQdY/s1600/136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TJmQGYJhMwI/AAAAAAAABso/O0rU_RcKQdY/s400/136.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519601257555243778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TJmQG8NFZZI/AAAAAAAABsw/Lp9VbEcviV0/s1600/135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TJmQG8NFZZI/AAAAAAAABsw/Lp9VbEcviV0/s400/135.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519601267233875346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These four boys have spent soooo much time together over the last two years!  They have had COUNTLESS play dates!  We have loved all the fun outings to the park, the beach, the movies, and even California Adventure.  And we have loved their sweet mom, Jaime, who has been the most wonderful friend to me!!!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TJmNo5H5dQI/AAAAAAAABsI/RLiduRuyY4c/s1600/DSC_0513.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TJmNo5H5dQI/AAAAAAAABsI/RLiduRuyY4c/s400/DSC_0513.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519598551987483906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TJmQHEBlXMI/AAAAAAAABs4/MUPdJZ6cyug/s1600/392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TJmQHEBlXMI/AAAAAAAABs4/MUPdJZ6cyug/s400/392.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519601269333122242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TJmNpjm3EGI/AAAAAAAABsQ/HvALkmBgGtM/s1600/DSC_0346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TJmNpjm3EGI/AAAAAAAABsQ/HvALkmBgGtM/s400/DSC_0346.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519598563391639650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TJmNoRC2d6I/AAAAAAAABsA/RS961s5BhXs/s1600/DSC_0521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TJmNoRC2d6I/AAAAAAAABsA/RS961s5BhXs/s400/DSC_0521.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519598541228898210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how sad for us...a few weeks ago Brayden and Brodee moved away...far away...to the other side of the country!  And they took their parents with them too.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TJmNnTZ-d_I/AAAAAAAABrw/QfnuhPH0Nog/s1600/DSC_0549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TJmNnTZ-d_I/AAAAAAAABrw/QfnuhPH0Nog/s400/DSC_0549.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519598524682893298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We miss them so much!  Have fun on your new adventure guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-301910970547329895?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/301910970547329895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=301910970547329895' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/301910970547329895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/301910970547329895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/09/fantastic-four.html' title='The Fantastic Four'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TJmQFmqf7EI/AAAAAAAABsg/ASDUVR5lfeU/s72-c/133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-3696941453659680546</id><published>2010-09-21T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T21:29:03.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unashamed</title><content type='html'>I knew Cole had been taking a framed photo of me and him to school everyday.  I had assumed that he was keeping it in his backpack, just to peek on every now and then.  But a couple weeks ago when I had to go into his classroom and sign him out in the middle of the school day, there it was sitting atop his desk, angled towards him, for the whole class to see.  I then realized that this picture had been lovingly displayed there EVERYDAY! He is not ashamed of his love for his mother. Bless his sweet little heart!    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TJmEVXiwf_I/AAAAAAAABro/eU9DsDZTxss/s1600/DSC_0735.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TJmEVXiwf_I/AAAAAAAABro/eU9DsDZTxss/s400/DSC_0735.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519588320951173106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TJmEUxFjfPI/AAAAAAAABrg/W4nl51krjUU/s1600/DSC_0733.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TJmEUxFjfPI/AAAAAAAABrg/W4nl51krjUU/s400/DSC_0733.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519588310628138226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-3696941453659680546?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/3696941453659680546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=3696941453659680546' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/3696941453659680546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/3696941453659680546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/09/unashamed.html' title='Unashamed'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TJmEVXiwf_I/AAAAAAAABro/eU9DsDZTxss/s72-c/DSC_0735.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-7564561981986840279</id><published>2010-09-21T20:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T21:47:09.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for Kicks</title><content type='html'>Cole started his first season of soccer a few weeks ago.  His team name is the Green Swords but he was pushing for the name the Green Craniums. Oh well. On opening day there was a banner parade where all the teams walked down the track with their banner.  It was super early in the morning and TONS of people were there, although not a very good showing from Cole's team.  Cole loved the parade and LOVED learning all the funny names for the other teams like Super Sonic Killer Bees, and  Grass Stains and Toxic Waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TJl_kBj4m_I/AAAAAAAABrY/eSNRTzlKTGU/s1600/DSC_0748.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TJl_kBj4m_I/AAAAAAAABrY/eSNRTzlKTGU/s400/DSC_0748.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519583075190217714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TJl_jWRxCBI/AAAAAAAABrQ/ShTzsG4wLBs/s1600/DSC_0744.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TJl_jWRxCBI/AAAAAAAABrQ/ShTzsG4wLBs/s400/DSC_0744.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519583063571499026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Cole at his first game, taking an orange slice break.  He's really happy to be trying out soccer this year.  His only struggle is losing focus on the game!  He very easily starts daydreaming.  I was telling him today to only think about the ball: Cole, you want the ball, you want to destroy it, you want to KILL IT WITH YOUR FOOT!  Poor kid, he just doesn't have one competitive bone in his body.  He seems to be having a good time though, so that's all that I care about.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TJl-Ew1sEWI/AAAAAAAABrA/R2E8RPj2DAI/s1600/DSC_0716.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TJl-Ew1sEWI/AAAAAAAABrA/R2E8RPj2DAI/s400/DSC_0716.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519581438613918050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke is enduring soccer season as best he can.  We always bring Luke's ball so he can practice soccer too, but he usually prefers wandering around or picking some random spot of gound to lie on.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TJl-EV-QIiI/AAAAAAAABq4/1hw2OuAzUe4/s1600/DSC_0696.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TJl-EV-QIiI/AAAAAAAABq4/1hw2OuAzUe4/s400/DSC_0696.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519581431402078754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TJl-D7U2ykI/AAAAAAAABqw/ezOATKneufE/s1600/DSC_0697.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TJl-D7U2ykI/AAAAAAAABqw/ezOATKneufE/s400/DSC_0697.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519581424249129538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TJl-DYyx1WI/AAAAAAAABqo/ToGwekUbvbw/s1600/DSC_0704.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TJl-DYyx1WI/AAAAAAAABqo/ToGwekUbvbw/s400/DSC_0704.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519581414979392866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-7564561981986840279?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/7564561981986840279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=7564561981986840279' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/7564561981986840279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/7564561981986840279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/09/just-for-kicks.html' title='Just for Kicks'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TJl_kBj4m_I/AAAAAAAABrY/eSNRTzlKTGU/s72-c/DSC_0748.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-6395592051693494756</id><published>2010-08-30T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T22:34:45.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's IN first?</title><content type='html'>Here's Cole on his first day of first grade.  Today went so well!  He loves his teacher!  She is 100% sweetness!  I could care less if she teaches well or challenges him or inspires him, just as long as she's NICE!  He's done his time with a strict teacher, so we're all happy for this change of pace.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/THyPT71o4pI/AAAAAAAABp4/2_pwxRzNlCo/s1600/DSC_0631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/THyPT71o4pI/AAAAAAAABp4/2_pwxRzNlCo/s400/DSC_0631.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511437616637600402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/THyPSs2SgvI/AAAAAAAABpw/91IHqmDHhK8/s1600/DSC_0633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/THyPSs2SgvI/AAAAAAAABpw/91IHqmDHhK8/s400/DSC_0633.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511437595433927410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-6395592051693494756?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/6395592051693494756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=6395592051693494756' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/6395592051693494756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/6395592051693494756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/08/first-grade.html' title='Who&apos;s &lt;em&gt;IN&lt;/em&gt; first?'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/THyPT71o4pI/AAAAAAAABp4/2_pwxRzNlCo/s72-c/DSC_0631.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-4982017468657577828</id><published>2010-08-30T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T22:06:30.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun with Grandma and Grandpa</title><content type='html'>We had a wonderful last weekend of summer vacation with Clay's parents.  We enjoyed nice walks on the beach and down the peir, and playing in the sand. It was actually a bit too cold to play in the water so we were content just getting our feet wet.  However, when Cole and I were walking down the jetty, we stopped and sat down on the rocks for a bit and Cole was in just the right spot to get soaked by an unexpected and gigantic wave.  Sorry Cole!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/THyEcf6L8pI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JU-l7349C_c/s1600/DSC_0563.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/THyEcf6L8pI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JU-l7349C_c/s400/DSC_0563.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511425669131399826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/THyEdDTSqNI/AAAAAAAABoY/DGeHCBiV3uE/s1600/DSC_0571.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/THyEdDTSqNI/AAAAAAAABoY/DGeHCBiV3uE/s400/DSC_0571.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511425678631938258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole walked with Grandma all the way down the peir singing songs to her,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/THyK1hjy5GI/AAAAAAAABpg/jRudG1FQSZg/s1600/DSC_0583.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/THyK1hjy5GI/AAAAAAAABpg/jRudG1FQSZg/s400/DSC_0583.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511432696140850274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and still wasn't done singing when we got to the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/THyEdwSxrDI/AAAAAAAABoo/-BgxtgzBv1A/s1600/DSC_0590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/THyEdwSxrDI/AAAAAAAABoo/-BgxtgzBv1A/s400/DSC_0590.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511425690709371954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there's our cutie Lukey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/THyHzDXwqlI/AAAAAAAABpA/94JtcAd78_I/s1600/DSC_0577.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/THyHzDXwqlI/AAAAAAAABpA/94JtcAd78_I/s400/DSC_0577.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511429355142687314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/THyHyt9bGKI/AAAAAAAABo4/pd3ftWImWsg/s1600/DSC_0574.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/THyHyt9bGKI/AAAAAAAABo4/pd3ftWImWsg/s400/DSC_0574.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511429349395077282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/THyH05Vl5FI/AAAAAAAABpY/cSlnXqTJdLg/s1600/DSC_0607.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/THyH05Vl5FI/AAAAAAAABpY/cSlnXqTJdLg/s400/DSC_0607.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511429386808976466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/THyK2J8L39I/AAAAAAAABpo/TcN0QStJVpk/s1600/DSC_0610.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/THyK2J8L39I/AAAAAAAABpo/TcN0QStJVpk/s400/DSC_0610.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511432706980569042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for a great weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-4982017468657577828?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/4982017468657577828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=4982017468657577828' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/4982017468657577828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/4982017468657577828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/08/fun-with-grandma-and-grandpa.html' title='Fun with Grandma and Grandpa'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/THyEcf6L8pI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JU-l7349C_c/s72-c/DSC_0563.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-2617656956415945027</id><published>2010-08-23T07:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T07:59:28.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Savior</title><content type='html'>This post could also be called "fingerprints on the tv screen", so please excuse those.  For some reason we always use this spot as our "stage" at home.  Anyway, Cole was asked to sing in sacrament meeting yesterday and he sang this solo.  We were so proud of him! I love this little boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/14351312" width="400" height="300" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/14351312"&gt;Untitled&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user4558534"&gt;Amy Larson&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were so glad these wonderful people could come to church with us!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/THKMUWO2QQI/AAAAAAAABoI/IK8srzyU17g/s1600/DSC_0500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/THKMUWO2QQI/AAAAAAAABoI/IK8srzyU17g/s400/DSC_0500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508619575420666114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole loved getting to spend a little time with cousin Spencer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/THKK0nB27QI/AAAAAAAABoA/LR_1w9ErVI4/s1600/DSC_0501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/THKK0nB27QI/AAAAAAAABoA/LR_1w9ErVI4/s400/DSC_0501.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508617930662145282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/THKK0PGHXSI/AAAAAAAABn4/FigQ9aq7czk/s1600/DSC_0502.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/THKK0PGHXSI/AAAAAAAABn4/FigQ9aq7czk/s400/DSC_0502.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508617924237548834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-2617656956415945027?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/2617656956415945027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=2617656956415945027' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/2617656956415945027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/2617656956415945027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/08/untitled-from-amy-larson-on-vimeo.html' title='Beautiful Savior'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/THKMUWO2QQI/AAAAAAAABoI/IK8srzyU17g/s72-c/DSC_0500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-4598815372682484543</id><published>2010-08-19T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T22:08:27.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you speak Parseltongue?</title><content type='html'>I have been waiting for this time for so long.  Ever since Cole was born I have been dreaming of the day......when I could read Harry Potter to him!!!!!!!  I know my sister-in-laws have read them to their kids and I was always so anxious for when I could read them to Cole and he would be able to appreciate them. We started the first book last week and we have been loving it!  I love the world of Harry Potter.  As many of you know, the beginning of the first book talks about a trip to the reptile house where Harry unintentionally causes the protective glass to disappear from a snake exhibit.  This is where he first discovers that he is able to communicate with snakes, meaning he speaks parseltongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps if I could talk to snakes, it would come in handy while we "babysit" this baby corn snake.  Maybe then I could tell him to catch his own mouse outside instead of having to store some in the freezer!  Yikes!  He feeds on Thursday's and today being Thursday I had to thaw and serve a tiny pinkie mouse to this guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TG4NTqhJ25I/AAAAAAAABnw/VVOC6mzPy7c/s1600/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TG4NTqhJ25I/AAAAAAAABnw/VVOC6mzPy7c/s400/050.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507354025802718098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'll only be here for a couple of weeks while some friends are out of town.  But seriously, aside from the mice, we love this snake.  It is like therapy holding it and watching it move and slither over your hand.  We're thinking we'll get one maybe for Cole for Christmas.  Maybe we could find one that's a vegetarian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TG4E_GvxgoI/AAAAAAAABno/P4qaw95ryUk/s1600/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TG4E_GvxgoI/AAAAAAAABno/P4qaw95ryUk/s400/051.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507344876509954690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TG4E-ATBgEI/AAAAAAAABnY/57UGsiMHIPQ/s1600/059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TG4E-ATBgEI/AAAAAAAABnY/57UGsiMHIPQ/s400/059.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507344857598885954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-4598815372682484543?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/4598815372682484543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=4598815372682484543' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/4598815372682484543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/4598815372682484543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/08/do-you-speak-parseltongue.html' title='Do you speak Parseltongue?'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TG4NTqhJ25I/AAAAAAAABnw/VVOC6mzPy7c/s72-c/050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-6383708217135214985</id><published>2010-08-19T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T21:22:55.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Off the Waiting List</title><content type='html'>At the library here, kids sign up for a turn to display a collection in the display case in the children's room.  We have enjoyed seeing the different collections displayed each month and finally, after two years on the waiting list, we got an email saying it was Cole's turn.  He was so excited to diplay his Cars toys at the library!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TG4ChpHB16I/AAAAAAAABnQ/j1IL_Ts1Qlc/s1600/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TG4ChpHB16I/AAAAAAAABnQ/j1IL_Ts1Qlc/s400/037.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507342171314968482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TG4ChLyQoZI/AAAAAAAABnI/N5UOm4h0hDE/s1600/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TG4ChLyQoZI/AAAAAAAABnI/N5UOm4h0hDE/s400/033.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507342163443229074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TG4CghS8KbI/AAAAAAAABnA/5yLjo08y4pc/s1600/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TG4CghS8KbI/AAAAAAAABnA/5yLjo08y4pc/s400/036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507342152037575090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-6383708217135214985?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/6383708217135214985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=6383708217135214985' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/6383708217135214985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/6383708217135214985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/08/off-waiting-list.html' title='Off the Waiting List'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TG4ChpHB16I/AAAAAAAABnQ/j1IL_Ts1Qlc/s72-c/037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-2899201406799586458</id><published>2010-08-18T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T21:08:24.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little Shakespeare</title><content type='html'>There's a lady in our ward, Courtney, who is soooo sweet and knows about any and all children's activities in the area.  She told us about a free activity at a nearby park called "Shakespeare for Young People".  Cole had a great time.  The guys in charge were so nice and started with doing all kinds of voice warm-ups that actors do before going on stage.  Then they divided up into groups and each group had to put together a skit using only three words.  It was so fun to watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TG3zMmAznkI/AAAAAAAABlo/0PKocUfsPBw/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TG3zMmAznkI/AAAAAAAABlo/0PKocUfsPBw/s400/009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507325317031894594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Cole's group rehearsing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TG36MxS_U8I/AAAAAAAABmI/_-9zyH7kmXo/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TG36MxS_U8I/AAAAAAAABmI/_-9zyH7kmXo/s400/013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507333016642343874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke was a pretty good sport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TG36MAfItNI/AAAAAAAABmA/azvwXqwbsLk/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TG36MAfItNI/AAAAAAAABmA/azvwXqwbsLk/s400/012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507333003539952850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TG3z3DL-nAI/AAAAAAAABl4/cmP9I-gU8YA/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TG3z3DL-nAI/AAAAAAAABl4/cmP9I-gU8YA/s400/016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507326046417886210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TG3z2maScpI/AAAAAAAABlw/I8k90E0L29U/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TG3z2maScpI/AAAAAAAABlw/I8k90E0L29U/s400/008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507326038693278354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The zoo actually used to be here so the kids had fun afterwards exploring what used to be bear caves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TG36OEw9HAI/AAAAAAAABmg/T4i_pAZoio0/s1600/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TG36OEw9HAI/AAAAAAAABmg/T4i_pAZoio0/s400/023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507333039048170498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TG37yLbvldI/AAAAAAAABmo/IXDegIdc9ZU/s1600/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TG37yLbvldI/AAAAAAAABmo/IXDegIdc9ZU/s400/027.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507334758825170386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also a gigantic playground that we couldn't pass by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TG37yiboARI/AAAAAAAABmw/PX_WxqSFCsY/s1600/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TG37yiboARI/AAAAAAAABmw/PX_WxqSFCsY/s400/028.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507334764998689042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TG37zJgiPqI/AAAAAAAABm4/CyT9JRp7Huc/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TG37zJgiPqI/AAAAAAAABm4/CyT9JRp7Huc/s400/029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507334775488265890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-2899201406799586458?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/2899201406799586458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=2899201406799586458' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/2899201406799586458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/2899201406799586458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/08/little-shakespeare.html' title='A little Shakespeare'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TG3zMmAznkI/AAAAAAAABlo/0PKocUfsPBw/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-7237019054709783760</id><published>2010-08-15T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T23:31:33.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Us</title><content type='html'>We visited my parents this weekend and my dad wanted to do an impromptu family photo. I sure love my little family! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TGjZNmeEp3I/AAAAAAAABlY/VywsfAwoPGk/s1600/DSC_0568%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TGjZNmeEp3I/AAAAAAAABlY/VywsfAwoPGk/s400/DSC_0568%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505889372148639602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-7237019054709783760?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/7237019054709783760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=7237019054709783760' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/7237019054709783760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/7237019054709783760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/08/us.html' title='Us'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TGjZNmeEp3I/AAAAAAAABlY/VywsfAwoPGk/s72-c/DSC_0568%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-3584819238052928818</id><published>2010-08-09T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T22:42:23.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few Things About Cole</title><content type='html'>Clay's mom used to read him this book when he was a kid.  Several months ago, his mom was looking to pass it along to someone so we were fortunate enough to become the new owners of this book.  I knew Clay enjoyed these stories long ago, but we both had no idea how they would take hold of Cole's imagination.  He loves this book!  He loves to read the stories over and over.  He loves to teach the stories to anyone who will listen.  He loves explaining how all the various titans and gods and heroes all interconnect; who's married to who, who their children are, and who turned into what, and what powers they have.  When he's not reading these stories, he likes to just daydream about them.  He's borderline obsessed with greek mythology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TGDhrFmZL-I/AAAAAAAABlQ/jNWHZmhGYew/s1600/874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TGDhrFmZL-I/AAAAAAAABlQ/jNWHZmhGYew/s400/874.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503646875000582114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TGDe8MplUXI/AAAAAAAABlA/CpxP_Fr4ru8/s1600/879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TGDe8MplUXI/AAAAAAAABlA/CpxP_Fr4ru8/s400/879.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503643870415901042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when we heard about the book series, &lt;em&gt;Percy Jackson and the Olympians&lt;/em&gt;, we knew it would be the perfect read after learning all the greek myths.  We loved reading this book with Cole and Cole loved it too!  The movie was alright, pretty different from the book, but still fun.  We highly recommend the first book, &lt;em&gt;The Lightening Thief.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TGDfW_n-mAI/AAAAAAAABlI/uUUvjgYKKB8/s1600/percy-jackson-and-the-olympians-the-lightning-thief-poster%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TGDfW_n-mAI/AAAAAAAABlI/uUUvjgYKKB8/s400/percy-jackson-and-the-olympians-the-lightning-thief-poster%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503644330775975938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning of summer, Clay ordered some John Thompson beginning piano books for Cole so I could start teaching him. It's been so fun going through the little songs with him.  At first he was a little indifferent about the whole idea but went along with it.  That was back in June.  Here we are just a couple months later and he's saying, "I'm addicted to the piano".  It's nice that he has another activity that he can do by himself when Luke has my attention.  (Oh and a little side note: that's not dirt in his fingernails.  It's berry juice:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TGDe7ni5F1I/AAAAAAAABk4/pj9MDvN4DDs/s1600/855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TGDe7ni5F1I/AAAAAAAABk4/pj9MDvN4DDs/s400/855.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503643860455724882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TGDe7FWAJKI/AAAAAAAABkw/QjWRZOWyYeo/s1600/856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TGDe7FWAJKI/AAAAAAAABkw/QjWRZOWyYeo/s400/856.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503643851274855586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And his latest news is that he just lost his very first tooth.  Hooray for gaps! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TGDe6i6u76I/AAAAAAAABko/yc33TOljySE/s1600/871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TGDe6i6u76I/AAAAAAAABko/yc33TOljySE/s400/871.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503643842033676194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TGDe6Pv-rtI/AAAAAAAABkg/yPQ-RB8qw9k/s1600/873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TGDe6Pv-rtI/AAAAAAAABkg/yPQ-RB8qw9k/s400/873.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503643836888297170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-3584819238052928818?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/3584819238052928818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=3584819238052928818' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/3584819238052928818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/3584819238052928818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/08/few-things-about-cole.html' title='A Few Things About Cole'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TGDhrFmZL-I/AAAAAAAABlQ/jNWHZmhGYew/s72-c/874.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-8085402421834357885</id><published>2010-08-08T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T22:13:14.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clay</title><content type='html'>I've been trying to compose a post about him in my head for a few weeks, it being our anniversary recently and all.  But I just can't seem to fit all my thoughts together in a nice flowing way. So maybe I'll let Clay speak for himself, or let his actions speak for themselves by giving a sort of "day in the life" type of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clay is an early bird.  Many mornings he wakes up at 4:00 to exercise on the eliptical. Crazy to wake up that early, but he doesn't want exercising to interfere with his family time after work.  Luke's been waking up super early lately, so Clay takes care of him until 6:00, gets him breakfast, and then catches the train to work.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clay loves work.  He always has.  I have NEVER heard him complain that he doesn't want to go to work.  Instead when I ask him about his workday he says things like, "Yeah, I got a new project today that's pretty interesting"...or "I went to this really cool meeting today where they talked about..." or "yeah, this new assignment should be fun."  He calls me at lunch time to check up on me.  About every couple of weeks during his lunch break, he'll walk over to the public library(which has a much larger selection of children's books than the one here) and walk back to work with a backpack stuffed to capacity with books for Cole and Luke.  And if there is ever any treat of any kind at work, he saves his share and brings it home to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On his way home from work, he listens to general conference on his MP3 player. Once he's home, we all quickly have dinner and then move on to the evening routine.  Clay takes Luke, because he is more challenging, and lets me work with Cole, which is a breeze.  From 6:30 to 8:00 he switches stimulating activities with Luke every 5 minutes or so.  They study a little, play, study, sing, study, play again, etc.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the boys are in bed and he packs his lunch and sets out his clothes for the next day (which, by the way, he has a very sophisticated system of knowing which combination of dress shirt, pants and tie to wear each day of the week).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On his days off, the kids wake up bright and early and he gets up and says to me, "What time do you want me to wake you up, Love?"  I'll sleep for another hour or so, but if I told him to wake me up at noon, he would totally go along with it.  I do try to keep things fair though, so when he has some free time to himself to do whatever he wants, he works on learning projects for the kids.  He loves to make charts for them, print off pictures, find cool web sites for them, compile learning materials, etc.  His project this Saturday was making Spanish labels for the kids to put on different things in the house.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every weekend since school has ended, he comes up with some fun, new outing to do as a family.  He's just...crazy about us! We are his hobby, his interest, his fun. That pretty much sums it all up.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love him more than anything!  He is my absolute best friend in the world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-8085402421834357885?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/8085402421834357885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=8085402421834357885' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/8085402421834357885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/8085402421834357885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/08/clay.html' title='Clay'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-8137590501778473127</id><published>2010-08-07T19:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T23:25:25.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven Years</title><content type='html'>Mine and Clay's anniversary was on the 25th of July.  We have been married for seven years.  Here is where our journey started, on our wedding day, in California. I was 19 and Clay was 25.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4ezKqoO1I/AAAAAAAABjQ/PCKVSjh6V3o/s1600/IM000184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4ezKqoO1I/AAAAAAAABjQ/PCKVSjh6V3o/s400/IM000184.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502869659078638418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we knew it, it was time to pack up and leave for New Orleans.  Clay would be attending Tulane to work on a Masters/PhD in anthropology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4fi-90KwI/AAAAAAAABjg/b-kMN26EXgs/s1600/IM000303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4fi-90KwI/AAAAAAAABjg/b-kMN26EXgs/s400/IM000303.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502870480571607810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived in New Orleans. There was lots to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4eyrh3RgI/AAAAAAAABjI/WNzZ43inYiM/s1600/GIBSON_TULANE%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4eyrh3RgI/AAAAAAAABjI/WNzZ43inYiM/s400/GIBSON_TULANE%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502869650720376322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4eyZmUAqI/AAAAAAAABjA/CWhYMMJ0qNk/s1600/P1110039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4eyZmUAqI/AAAAAAAABjA/CWhYMMJ0qNk/s400/P1110039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502869645907198626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4Xvdvv1PI/AAAAAAAABgQ/0ijOZb7AWIU/s1600/spring200680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4Xvdvv1PI/AAAAAAAABgQ/0ijOZb7AWIU/s400/spring200680.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502861898899510514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first apartment was uptown. It was student housing but a bit of a walk to get to campus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4XwUzef5I/AAAAAAAABgo/WYMA34wY6aY/s1600/Rosen+House.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4XwUzef5I/AAAAAAAABgo/WYMA34wY6aY/s400/Rosen+House.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502861913679101842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4XwA3zAcI/AAAAAAAABgg/VNLwEabSW_c/s1600/Rosen+House2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4XwA3zAcI/AAAAAAAABgg/VNLwEabSW_c/s400/Rosen+House2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502861908328513986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the semester, we moved into the basement apartment of this beautiful uptown house.  We spent a lot of time upstairs with our awesome landlords!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4eyNHaV-I/AAAAAAAABi4/GT8wiTsKCfQ/s1600/fall200440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4eyNHaV-I/AAAAAAAABi4/GT8wiTsKCfQ/s400/fall200440.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502869642556364770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Downstairs was nice too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4eIOJS-uI/AAAAAAAABiw/FK9LSgfGW2E/s1600/colehome1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4eIOJS-uI/AAAAAAAABiw/FK9LSgfGW2E/s400/colehome1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502868921278200546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When summer break came, we flew to Queltzaltenango, Guatemala, more often called Xela. This is the view from the roof of the school we lived in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4WL5Wy58I/AAAAAAAABfg/XObqrlLDSyU/s1600/summer200570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4WL5Wy58I/AAAAAAAABfg/XObqrlLDSyU/s400/summer200570.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502860188324128706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4T3sH0lCI/AAAAAAAABfY/rpHuJ_OOkME/s1600/summer200571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4T3sH0lCI/AAAAAAAABfY/rpHuJ_OOkME/s400/summer200571.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502857642151023650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside the school, eating with the spanish students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4WMmHMJ_I/AAAAAAAABf4/q7qjtnaRvhY/s1600/summer200520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4WMmHMJ_I/AAAAAAAABf4/q7qjtnaRvhY/s400/summer200520.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502860200338270194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid-way through summer, we moved further up into the mountains to the small village of Santa Catarina Ixtuahacan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4WMBRHATI/AAAAAAAABfo/abHj_DhxLiQ/s1600/summer200569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4WMBRHATI/AAAAAAAABfo/abHj_DhxLiQ/s400/summer200569.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502860190447763762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4T3UO6RpI/AAAAAAAABfQ/Jn9ee2riTu4/s1600/summer200574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4T3UO6RpI/AAAAAAAABfQ/Jn9ee2riTu4/s400/summer200574.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502857635738306194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4WMRqqKNI/AAAAAAAABfw/j-ixeVVkUKI/s1600/summer200550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4WMRqqKNI/AAAAAAAABfw/j-ixeVVkUKI/s400/summer200550.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502860194849892562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of summer, we had a flight to go back to New Orleans, but had to cancel it because of the hurricane.  We were lucky to get to live with Clay's parents for this semester.  This is the only picture I have of all of us at their house, and it's in the back yard.  Clay was lucky to get to finish his course work at SDSU.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4de5WLz_I/AAAAAAAABig/wIIkYlrALDo/s1600/P2140987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4de5WLz_I/AAAAAAAABig/wIIkYlrALDo/s400/P2140987.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502868211320475634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following semester, we went back to New Orleans, but we couldn't move back into our awesome basement apartment that we loved so much. It was flooded pretty good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4deszDU7I/AAAAAAAABiY/CEIl8wTZAIc/s1600/P1230942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4deszDU7I/AAAAAAAABiY/CEIl8wTZAIc/s400/P1230942.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502868207951893426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4dedjQDPI/AAAAAAAABiQ/6zhxORVP7Gg/s1600/P1230959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4dedjQDPI/AAAAAAAABiQ/6zhxORVP7Gg/s400/P1230959.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502868203859086578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, we moved into a great apartment off of St. Charles in the garden district of New Orleans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4dd4pM05I/AAAAAAAABiI/_DQ8wwzhfDE/s1600/P1011130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4dd4pM05I/AAAAAAAABiI/_DQ8wwzhfDE/s400/P1011130.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502868193951929234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4XvppsKwI/AAAAAAAABgY/_SCxi6rT3iw/s1600/spring200622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4XvppsKwI/AAAAAAAABgY/_SCxi6rT3iw/s400/spring200622.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502861902095330050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the semester, Clay found out that he would get to study K'iche at the University of Chicago for the summer.  Here's Clay and Cole by Lake Michigan.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4Xu23gUBI/AAAAAAAABgI/HOYqkuT3jR4/s1600/summer20063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4Xu23gUBI/AAAAAAAABgI/HOYqkuT3jR4/s400/summer20063.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502861888463065106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We loved living in this small, IKEA furnished apartment.  It had a great view of downtown Chicago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4WM7lUHEI/AAAAAAAABgA/AsRmJonQdQk/s1600/summer20068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4WM7lUHEI/AAAAAAAABgA/AsRmJonQdQk/s400/summer20068.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502860206101765186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the fall semester, we drove back down to New Orleans, and stayed in our friends apartment while they were on a medical rotation. (Here Cole is pretending to be the lion king.)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4cYeMfe9I/AAAAAAAABiA/ZeJPyOTrSgM/s1600/fall200615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4cYeMfe9I/AAAAAAAABiA/ZeJPyOTrSgM/s400/fall200615.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502867001441221586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had a nice little back yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4cX5JVI_I/AAAAAAAABh4/re04Yp2IvXQ/s1600/fall200626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4cX5JVI_I/AAAAAAAABh4/re04Yp2IvXQ/s400/fall200626.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502866991495848946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through the semester, we moved into this "creole cottage".  It was soooo fun.  We were right next to the french quarter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4bzS9gH2I/AAAAAAAABhw/Y48nAKIfmq4/s1600/fall200632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4bzS9gH2I/AAAAAAAABhw/Y48nAKIfmq4/s400/fall200632.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502866362770399074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4i__hiInI/AAAAAAAABkA/i8hG0joTBok/s1600/new_orleans_french_quarter%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4i__hiInI/AAAAAAAABkA/i8hG0joTBok/s400/new_orleans_french_quarter%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502874277472510578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the mississippi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4bzCSSv5I/AAAAAAAABho/YCaRXWFD5ow/s1600/fall200639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4bzCSSv5I/AAAAAAAABho/YCaRXWFD5ow/s400/fall200639.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502866358294200210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we moved into my parent's house for a semester while we prepared for what was supposed to be a year in Guatemala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4byp_7SbI/AAAAAAAABhg/0nLoWZd9r_M/s1600/violin3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4byp_7SbI/AAAAAAAABhg/0nLoWZd9r_M/s400/violin3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502866351774714290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4T3LO22wI/AAAAAAAABfI/UQR-fVCDRks/s1600/tryingtoorganizephotos+240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4T3LO22wI/AAAAAAAABfI/UQR-fVCDRks/s400/tryingtoorganizephotos+240.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502857633322162946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning of summer we flew back to Guatemala.  We only stayed for a month...instead of a year...but that's another story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4h0xL5zOI/AAAAAAAABj4/NdoWw70ikPc/s1600/P5290449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4h0xL5zOI/AAAAAAAABj4/NdoWw70ikPc/s400/P5290449.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502872985133501666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF46nTRJ0CI/AAAAAAAABkI/68pD3yN1Sys/s1600/P4230068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF46nTRJ0CI/AAAAAAAABkI/68pD3yN1Sys/s400/P4230068.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502900241554853922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4ahljCGgI/AAAAAAAABhQ/0gRRvlggcRw/s1600/P1010062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4ahljCGgI/AAAAAAAABhQ/0gRRvlggcRw/s400/P1010062.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502864959010380290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing what to do with ourselves, now that Clay's career as an anthropologist was on hold indefinitely, we stayed with Clay's parents for a couple months while we figured out a new life plan.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4Z71S0HKI/AAAAAAAABg4/3JqyoZ4VEgs/s1600/P1010196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4Z71S0HKI/AAAAAAAABg4/3JqyoZ4VEgs/s400/P1010196.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502864310402292898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to move to this apartment in Vista, while Clay worked as a long-term substitute teacher.  (As you can see, Thomas and Friends was our one constant through a lot of change.)  This is also where we lived when Luke joined our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4ZsSoxsRI/AAAAAAAABgw/SdesnvZ6PmQ/s1600/Cole+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4ZsSoxsRI/AAAAAAAABgw/SdesnvZ6PmQ/s400/Cole+025.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502864043401130258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF5MK3DALII/AAAAAAAABkY/3-dmk0TbSl0/s1600/100_0304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF5MK3DALII/AAAAAAAABkY/3-dmk0TbSl0/s400/100_0304.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502919544152272002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this time, he chose Public Administration as his new passion and USC as his new school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF5H7-Jj4JI/AAAAAAAABkQ/i5jWvXIy79k/s1600/USC+campus.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 353px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF5H7-Jj4JI/AAAAAAAABkQ/i5jWvXIy79k/s400/USC+campus.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502914890314277010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we live on this beautiful street in the cutest little city, with two adorable boys and a job that Clay loves.  We've lived here for two years, which is 1 1/2 years longer than we've ever lived anywhere.  The nomadic lifestyle has definitely slowed down, but I have a feeling we're still not home yet.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4T2tnRB2I/AAAAAAAABfA/g3QIFJxYWpg/s1600/tryingtoorganizephotos+289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4T2tnRB2I/AAAAAAAABfA/g3QIFJxYWpg/s400/tryingtoorganizephotos+289.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502857625371477858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clay has given us such a great life!  He is the most amazing husband.  He is all about making me and the boys happy and completely spoils us. Thanks for the journey so far, Clay!  Happy anniversary! I love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-8137590501778473127?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/8137590501778473127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=8137590501778473127' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/8137590501778473127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/8137590501778473127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/08/seven-years.html' title='Seven Years'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TF4ezKqoO1I/AAAAAAAABjQ/PCKVSjh6V3o/s72-c/IM000184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-7176878752891080975</id><published>2010-07-22T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T23:20:19.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aren't cousins the best?</title><content type='html'>Cole and Luke had so much fun at their cousin Sage's 5th birthday party.  This girl has lived soooo far away for way too long, and will now be living a lot closer.  Hooray!  Her party was at Grandma's house which is a superb location with ocean views and a swimming pool.  When we first got there, Cole got to pick out a kite and Luke got to pick out some bubbles.  It wasn't super windy outside, but the kites did great and Cole loved it (he's been asking to fly kites for forever).   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening presents in the cool rec room after a delicious lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TEkwloBNmPI/AAAAAAAABd4/M6Abu5TcBio/s1600/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TEkwloBNmPI/AAAAAAAABd4/M6Abu5TcBio/s400/041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496978243138197746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture with Grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TEkwmLX-VvI/AAAAAAAABeA/2wqRiVRJibc/s1600/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TEkwmLX-VvI/AAAAAAAABeA/2wqRiVRJibc/s400/045.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496978252628907762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some swimming, it was time for birthday cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TEkwnrluJqI/AAAAAAAABeY/zq0lHEa8tAE/s1600/053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TEkwnrluJqI/AAAAAAAABeY/zq0lHEa8tAE/s400/053.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496978278456370850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke keeping his eye on the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TEkwnSEdbCI/AAAAAAAABeQ/I3q5sSJeO14/s1600/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TEkwnSEdbCI/AAAAAAAABeQ/I3q5sSJeO14/s400/048.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496978271605976098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After cake the kids had fun playing together with Grandma's toys.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TEky3lYDSwI/AAAAAAAABew/FC5-Qi71k_E/s1600/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TEky3lYDSwI/AAAAAAAABew/FC5-Qi71k_E/s400/055.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496980750689585922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole, Blake, and Sage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TEky3bG8vqI/AAAAAAAABeo/bpLZBjV8BdQ/s1600/056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TEky3bG8vqI/AAAAAAAABeo/bpLZBjV8BdQ/s400/056.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496980747933499042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TEky2zr4niI/AAAAAAAABeg/rRaT6vvCLo8/s1600/057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TEky2zr4niI/AAAAAAAABeg/rRaT6vvCLo8/s400/057.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496980737350999586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-7176878752891080975?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/7176878752891080975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=7176878752891080975' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/7176878752891080975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/7176878752891080975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/07/arent-cousins-best.html' title='Aren&apos;t cousins the best?'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TEkwloBNmPI/AAAAAAAABd4/M6Abu5TcBio/s72-c/041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-724847606541640051</id><published>2010-07-22T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T22:46:05.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun with cousins</title><content type='html'>A couple weeks ago, Cole attended "Camp Grammy 2010: Fun in the Sun".  My mom had wanted to do something special with the older grandkids while everyone was on summer break, so this is what she came up with.  She decided to invite Molly, Annie, Olivia, Ben and Cole to spend a few days at her house with no parents.  Cole loved "camping out" at Grammy's.  My mom was so sweet to take care of these 5 children and provide them with non-stop entertainment.  Of course she did have the help of her assistant camp director, my brother Mikey (what a sport he was!!!).  Together, they took the kids to parks, splash pads, on picnics, swimming (night swimming too), museums, out to restaurants and more.  My mom always says she isn't crafty, but she even had a craft for them to do.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Cole was enjoying camp, Luke and I stayed with my sister, Amanda.  We had so much fun spending time with her and her little boy Connor.  Luke and Connor are such good little buddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda got them some matching clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TEkonxOEVnI/AAAAAAAABdo/oTpV_rLs3w8/s1600/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TEkonxOEVnI/AAAAAAAABdo/oTpV_rLs3w8/s400/036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496969483874752114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun taking them on little errands.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TEkongepNKI/AAAAAAAABdg/8VKCV8GaO9M/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TEkongepNKI/AAAAAAAABdg/8VKCV8GaO9M/s400/029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496969479380874402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a constant cycle of play, get messy, take a bath.  I think they ended up taking at least 3 baths a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TEkk-5DxpYI/AAAAAAAABco/UWBkp4AVrfU/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TEkk-5DxpYI/AAAAAAAABco/UWBkp4AVrfU/s400/026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496965483069547906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one day, when Amanda was out, I couldn't resist staightening Connor's hair.  I LOVE his curls, but I was just too curious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TEkomiprTtI/AAAAAAAABdQ/Mzd0eMXy9ig/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TEkomiprTtI/AAAAAAAABdQ/Mzd0eMXy9ig/s400/014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496969462784151250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was super tough because the heat of the straightener was making Connor's head sweaty, which made his hair start curling again.  He was so sweet to let his silly aunt mess with his hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TEkk_TyWRAI/AAAAAAAABcw/EJ67ON1JHvw/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TEkk_TyWRAI/AAAAAAAABcw/EJ67ON1JHvw/s400/006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496965490244207618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TEklAra3PkI/AAAAAAAABdI/tsGImXLe9y8/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TEklAra3PkI/AAAAAAAABdI/tsGImXLe9y8/s400/008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496965513768025666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for playing with us Connor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TEksc8m32aI/AAAAAAAABdw/Sl_sq02w_kc/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TEksc8m32aI/AAAAAAAABdw/Sl_sq02w_kc/s400/018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496973695999531426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-724847606541640051?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/724847606541640051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=724847606541640051' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/724847606541640051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/724847606541640051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/07/fun-with-cousins.html' title='Fun with cousins'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TEkonxOEVnI/AAAAAAAABdo/oTpV_rLs3w8/s72-c/036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-596506277776332958</id><published>2010-07-07T21:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T21:47:35.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A low-key 4th of July</title><content type='html'>This 4th of July was the first in a long time that I didn't feel worn out by the end of the day.  It being Sunday, we didn't do a whole lot.  Our community had a little celebration at a nearby park, so after church we decided to go for a nice stroll down to the park.  We just sat on the grass and watched the high school band perform their songs and enjoyed each other's company. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TDVVG34JRKI/AAAAAAAABbY/h1dirU611nY/s1600/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TDVVG34JRKI/AAAAAAAABbY/h1dirU611nY/s400/022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491388897215202466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TDVVHWXbfhI/AAAAAAAABbg/n_dh-D5kz94/s1600/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TDVVHWXbfhI/AAAAAAAABbg/n_dh-D5kz94/s400/024.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491388905399483922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TDVVIYfCSNI/AAAAAAAABbw/_Wm644byHbc/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TDVVIYfCSNI/AAAAAAAABbw/_Wm644byHbc/s400/029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491388923148126418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TDVVHyYJkzI/AAAAAAAABbo/rWFvQT3SvhY/s1600/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TDVVHyYJkzI/AAAAAAAABbo/rWFvQT3SvhY/s400/028.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491388912918696754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TDVVIxgjrjI/AAAAAAAABb4/Y7spg2lqbaQ/s1600/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TDVVIxgjrjI/AAAAAAAABb4/Y7spg2lqbaQ/s400/030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491388929865395762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-596506277776332958?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/596506277776332958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=596506277776332958' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/596506277776332958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/596506277776332958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/07/low-key-4th-of-july.html' title='A low-key 4th of July'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TDVVG34JRKI/AAAAAAAABbY/h1dirU611nY/s72-c/022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-8669285824786433467</id><published>2010-07-07T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T21:19:41.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Silly Boy</title><content type='html'>This boy who likes to go into the fridge, pull out a carrot, and start munching and chomping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TDVOZOBtPMI/AAAAAAAABbI/P_YKeYrFF2k/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TDVOZOBtPMI/AAAAAAAABbI/P_YKeYrFF2k/s400/006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491381515817139394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also likes to say, "Cheers" anytime he has the same thing as someone else (be it meatballs, or like today, two plastic cows)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TDVOZnJ0m6I/AAAAAAAABbQ/LgnBELF5EBk/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TDVOZnJ0m6I/AAAAAAAABbQ/LgnBELF5EBk/s400/013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491381522562063266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and can't resist going into his aunt Katie's jewelry box and modeling its contents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TDSYxU_RD7I/AAAAAAAABaw/p4wwVgJMZds/s1600/298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TDSYxU_RD7I/AAAAAAAABaw/p4wwVgJMZds/s400/298.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491181818886557618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and likes to make hot dog-applesauce surprise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TDSYx4ClFZI/AAAAAAAABa4/qVdGppH2wrc/s1600/481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TDSYx4ClFZI/AAAAAAAABa4/qVdGppH2wrc/s400/481.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491181828295693714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and likes to dress up as half one thing, half another, (in this case, half prince/half baseball player)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TDSYwvyxpoI/AAAAAAAABao/q7d2BPDXmSM/s1600/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TDSYwvyxpoI/AAAAAAAABao/q7d2BPDXmSM/s400/041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491181808902055554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and likes to diaper his chimpanzee and take it to the park for the other kids to be amazed by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TDSVft8U0uI/AAAAAAAABag/moTaHCR0GQM/s1600/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TDSVft8U0uI/AAAAAAAABag/moTaHCR0GQM/s400/050.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491178217812579042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and INSISTED on wearing these various wrist bands to bed...well this boy's name is Luke.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TDSVfOO3lVI/AAAAAAAABaY/NXUOOhn_pzg/s1600/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TDSVfOO3lVI/AAAAAAAABaY/NXUOOhn_pzg/s400/047.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491178209300419922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-8669285824786433467?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/8669285824786433467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=8669285824786433467' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/8669285824786433467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/8669285824786433467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/07/this-silly-boy.html' title='This Silly Boy'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TDVOZOBtPMI/AAAAAAAABbI/P_YKeYrFF2k/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-5408281331768214071</id><published>2010-07-01T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T23:26:42.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mormon Battalion</title><content type='html'>Cole's last day of kindergarten came and went and now it's onto summer break!!!!  It is such a relief!  After we picked him up on his last day of school we headed straight to my parents' house to see their new place.  It was so nice relaxing with them and they were so nice to take us to see the newly revamped Mormon Battalion Visitor Center.  I highly recommend visiting!  The tour is totally geared for little kids and much more "disneyland-esque" (lots of special effects!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TC2BcVq7s8I/AAAAAAAABXY/gkYwUI61Xas/s1600/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TC2BcVq7s8I/AAAAAAAABXY/gkYwUI61Xas/s400/035.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489185844688040898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TC2BcNmtJVI/AAAAAAAABXQ/pXH8TWh6k_Y/s1600/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TC2BcNmtJVI/AAAAAAAABXQ/pXH8TWh6k_Y/s400/030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489185842522826066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole and Luke (with lots of other kids on the tour).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TC1_eg3i7vI/AAAAAAAABWo/hCTE6PEpZ3s/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TC1_eg3i7vI/AAAAAAAABWo/hCTE6PEpZ3s/s400/017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489183683030216434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was great to have my parents there to help keep Luke from wandering all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TC1_eA_uXCI/AAAAAAAABWg/x_5E46hB_ck/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TC1_eA_uXCI/AAAAAAAABWg/x_5E46hB_ck/s400/016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489183674474585122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very heavy musket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TC19qk61adI/AAAAAAAABWI/e0dh1fq0A54/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TC19qk61adI/AAAAAAAABWI/e0dh1fq0A54/s400/007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489181691252926930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TC1_dHckLKI/AAAAAAAABWQ/ZXT2yfGMn1s/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TC1_dHckLKI/AAAAAAAABWQ/ZXT2yfGMn1s/s400/011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489183659026295970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TC1_dghvz1I/AAAAAAAABWY/xi2nCmoQdmI/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TC1_dghvz1I/AAAAAAAABWY/xi2nCmoQdmI/s400/013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489183665758916434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panning for gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TC1_fV3Z2hI/AAAAAAAABWw/r95bOzlvpYk/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TC1_fV3Z2hI/AAAAAAAABWw/r95bOzlvpYk/s400/019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489183697256700434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get to keep your two best peices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TC2Baa5NUMI/AAAAAAAABW4/fll2zxSsb7g/s1600/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TC2Baa5NUMI/AAAAAAAABW4/fll2zxSsb7g/s400/022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489185811730354370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view at the top.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TC2DfTogxGI/AAAAAAAABXg/muIlurylO0k/s1600/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TC2DfTogxGI/AAAAAAAABXg/muIlurylO0k/s400/025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489188094703879266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TC2BbOMGPyI/AAAAAAAABXA/eSBwZ9nAJ6s/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TC2BbOMGPyI/AAAAAAAABXA/eSBwZ9nAJ6s/s400/026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489185825499791138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the fun outing, Mom and Dad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-5408281331768214071?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/5408281331768214071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=5408281331768214071' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/5408281331768214071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/5408281331768214071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/07/mormon-battalion.html' title='The Mormon Battalion'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TC2BcVq7s8I/AAAAAAAABXY/gkYwUI61Xas/s72-c/035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-6473984007864405933</id><published>2010-06-09T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T23:31:00.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TBCGk70GkHI/AAAAAAAABWA/kKYLPjT5Oao/s1600/232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TBCGk70GkHI/AAAAAAAABWA/kKYLPjT5Oao/s400/232.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481028715599532146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been telling Clay lately that I really need a treat on Sunday nights, a sort of reward for being a good girl all week.  And especially since it's such a relief once primary's over (don't get me wrong, I LOVE my calling!) I just need to indulge on Sunday nights.  So today Clay brought home 5 almond Symphony bars, my favorite candy bar.  They're not just king size, they're, ya know, that gigantic size.  To make sure they last 5 Sundays, I've told Clay he'd better hide them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-6473984007864405933?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/6473984007864405933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=6473984007864405933' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/6473984007864405933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/6473984007864405933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/06/sweet.html' title='Sweet'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TBCGk70GkHI/AAAAAAAABWA/kKYLPjT5Oao/s72-c/232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-8864198874174122135</id><published>2010-06-09T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T23:34:00.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trains</title><content type='html'>We went to a train museum this weekend.  The boys were mildly impressed.  I thought it was a nice way to spend a couple hours.  We tried to convince Cole that sometimes it's nice to go see a place, just for the sake of seeing it and being able to say, "Yeah, I've been to that place."  Then the whole car ride home, Cole ranked all the places he's been out of 5 stars.  Disneyland got 5 stars, and so did his grandma's houses.  The train museum got 3 stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TBB-hLqfKWI/AAAAAAAABV4/yuAW347mCvU/s1600/187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TBB-hLqfKWI/AAAAAAAABV4/yuAW347mCvU/s400/187.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481019855041669474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke, waiting for his train ride. (His curls have been buzzed off since this picture.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TBB-frgyFaI/AAAAAAAABVo/f-kqCWqHYkI/s1600/195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TBB-frgyFaI/AAAAAAAABVo/f-kqCWqHYkI/s400/195.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481019829231162786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the ride.  Notice the watch Luke is wearing.  It's Cole's Cars watch, but Luke wore it constantly for about 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TBB704ug8GI/AAAAAAAABVY/lblciDR5Brc/s1600/206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TBB704ug8GI/AAAAAAAABVY/lblciDR5Brc/s400/206.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481016895020789858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TBB71U-y8BI/AAAAAAAABVg/XKSIDinPSvE/s1600/207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TBB71U-y8BI/AAAAAAAABVg/XKSIDinPSvE/s400/207.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481016902605271058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TBB70Ie3XUI/AAAAAAAABVQ/Ll6l47eY6X0/s1600/210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TBB70Ie3XUI/AAAAAAAABVQ/Ll6l47eY6X0/s400/210.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481016882070248770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TBB7zsLrN0I/AAAAAAAABVI/4vW_QG2erhs/s1600/212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TBB7zsLrN0I/AAAAAAAABVI/4vW_QG2erhs/s400/212.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481016874473568066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TBB5tAHlKYI/AAAAAAAABU4/gGwNQZY5ZmU/s1600/215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TBB5tAHlKYI/AAAAAAAABU4/gGwNQZY5ZmU/s400/215.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481014560542763394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke on Clay's shoulders and patting the sides of his face,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TBB5sYVaSjI/AAAAAAAABUw/3FfmjnuVXcU/s1600/222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TBB5sYVaSjI/AAAAAAAABUw/3FfmjnuVXcU/s400/222.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481014549863352882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still patting Clay's face,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TBB5r-w2knI/AAAAAAAABUo/FTlatELPJdk/s1600/223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TBB5r-w2knI/AAAAAAAABUo/FTlatELPJdk/s400/223.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481014542999130738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;patting too hard (I love the face Clay is making.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TBB5raMhvvI/AAAAAAAABUg/HA5Q8BPlHqA/s1600/224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TBB5raMhvvI/AAAAAAAABUg/HA5Q8BPlHqA/s400/224.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481014533183094514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our last stop, a trolly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TBB7y2A2NrI/AAAAAAAABVA/f1dy9NDC3xU/s1600/225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TBB7y2A2NrI/AAAAAAAABVA/f1dy9NDC3xU/s400/225.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481016859932636850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-8864198874174122135?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/8864198874174122135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=8864198874174122135' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/8864198874174122135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/8864198874174122135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/06/trains.html' title='Trains'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TBB-hLqfKWI/AAAAAAAABV4/yuAW347mCvU/s72-c/187.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-7432061730694226993</id><published>2010-05-31T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T00:26:05.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Spongebob Party</title><content type='html'>Who lives in a pineapple under the sea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TAStxSBcqBI/AAAAAAAABTA/aZv-VBeBW-A/s1600/906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TAStxSBcqBI/AAAAAAAABTA/aZv-VBeBW-A/s400/906.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477694108952471570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spongebob Squarepants!  For Cole's 6th birthday we had a Spongebob party. My sister and brother-in-law were so kind to let us have the party in their spacious backyard!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TAStxGJL4GI/AAAAAAAABS4/mSav5_iZJj0/s1600/911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TAStxGJL4GI/AAAAAAAABS4/mSav5_iZJj0/s400/911.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477694105763700834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the decor: a banner (that I tried to make in Spongebob font, sort of worked) and Squidward looking thrilled to be at the party,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASq8sK9deI/AAAAAAAABSQ/Y7qAjC4Yka0/s1600/834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASq8sK9deI/AAAAAAAABSQ/Y7qAjC4Yka0/s400/834.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477691006415369698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pineapple house and Spongebob's pet snail, Gary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASnH3a2b3I/AAAAAAAABSI/jRoOO6yyCes/s1600/793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASnH3a2b3I/AAAAAAAABSI/jRoOO6yyCes/s400/793.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477686800366858098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASq-IRnAbI/AAAAAAAABSo/Uy0uonx2Jtg/s1600/924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASq-IRnAbI/AAAAAAAABSo/Uy0uonx2Jtg/s400/924.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477691031139320242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patrick Star,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASq9rtXV4I/AAAAAAAABSg/4PCT2Aut2FA/s1600/912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASq9rtXV4I/AAAAAAAABSg/4PCT2Aut2FA/s400/912.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477691023471105922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Krabs and the Krusty Krab,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASq-vN7g5I/AAAAAAAABSw/GVk4UGkH-Vw/s1600/920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASq-vN7g5I/AAAAAAAABSw/GVk4UGkH-Vw/s400/920.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477691041592869778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite part of the decorations: the Bikini Bottom Art Gallery with contributions from all of the kiddos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASq9bhnkII/AAAAAAAABSY/9_RMcsupcPs/s1600/788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASq9bhnkII/AAAAAAAABSY/9_RMcsupcPs/s400/788.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477691019126870146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASnG6tV2nI/AAAAAAAABR4/HyQpfQEwSoc/s1600/801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASnG6tV2nI/AAAAAAAABR4/HyQpfQEwSoc/s400/801.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477686784069851762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once it was party time, Cole had fun greeting all of his guests.  Here he is hugging his Great Grandma Lyla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASjgKtfeeI/AAAAAAAABRY/pidw43s-_GM/s1600/853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASjgKtfeeI/AAAAAAAABRY/pidw43s-_GM/s400/853.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477682819815668194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clay was the master griller and did a great job grilling up some crabby patties (hamburgers) and chum (hot dogs) for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASjggNVNQI/AAAAAAAABRg/p0Z03pbMyvU/s1600/845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASjggNVNQI/AAAAAAAABRg/p0Z03pbMyvU/s400/845.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477682825586357506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASjfsjTJNI/AAAAAAAABRQ/gNOsMATTqjc/s1600/863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASjfsjTJNI/AAAAAAAABRQ/gNOsMATTqjc/s400/863.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477682811719853266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole provided some entertainment by performing a few of his favorite Spongebob scenes.  Here he's performing "Bubble Stand", saying, "Now it's time to bring it around town..."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASjfMa41MI/AAAAAAAABRI/jyOaHLPqCSc/s1600/867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASjfMa41MI/AAAAAAAABRI/jyOaHLPqCSc/s400/867.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477682803094639810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here he's singing the song "To Love a Patty".  I love the words: "Oh baby, they may call me a fool..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASf5iMj6QI/AAAAAAAABQ4/hhrzhA1ybo0/s1600/869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASf5iMj6QI/AAAAAAAABQ4/hhrzhA1ybo0/s400/869.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477678857570216194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any true Spongebob fan knows that one of Spongebob's favorite things to do is JELLYFISHING!!!  (These balloons were supposed to be jellyfish but the streamer legs didn't want to stay on--it was a windy day).   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASf5KIsJbI/AAAAAAAABQw/x4kydvWzAu8/s1600/803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASf5KIsJbI/AAAAAAAABQw/x4kydvWzAu8/s400/803.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477678851111527858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We weren't truly authentic and didn't use nets.  I just made a simple fishing pole and found some pretty good prizes to attach to it at Party City for $0.50 each.  Here's Lukey fishing for a prize (you'll notice his latest scrape above his lip from a fall on the playground.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASf4VBxPYI/AAAAAAAABQo/eI65v4NOSzQ/s1600/873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASf4VBxPYI/AAAAAAAABQo/eI65v4NOSzQ/s400/873.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477678836855422338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the kids lined up for the pinata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASf3p6fhAI/AAAAAAAABQY/0SSEjxoP09w/s1600/878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASf3p6fhAI/AAAAAAAABQY/0SSEjxoP09w/s400/878.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477678825282176002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole taking his turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASdou3-i6I/AAAAAAAABQQ/D23pebqznBw/s1600/879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASdou3-i6I/AAAAAAAABQQ/D23pebqznBw/s400/879.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477676369892510626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to include a picture of this.  I asked my sister's husband if he had some rope we could use for the pinata and before I knew it, he was drilling a hole in his roof and attaching pulleys.  It was the most sophisticated pinata set up I had ever seen.  Thanks Todd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASjen_PDXI/AAAAAAAABRA/7VUBUNt-C9g/s1600/789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASjen_PDXI/AAAAAAAABRA/7VUBUNt-C9g/s400/789.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477682793314979186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting some candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASdoD7Xk-I/AAAAAAAABQI/biQEesD7Vr0/s1600/892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASdoD7Xk-I/AAAAAAAABQI/biQEesD7Vr0/s400/892.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477676358364009442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clay made a Spongebob cake for Cole.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASdngBz_8I/AAAAAAAABQA/8NWxz68LIX8/s1600/897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASdngBz_8I/AAAAAAAABQA/8NWxz68LIX8/s400/897.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477676348727361474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole's favorite part: opening his presents.  Clay and I got him a new bike (well, new to us) that fits him so much better!  My mom had taken Cole earlier that day to make this monkey at build-a-bear.  He loves it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASdnanbHyI/AAAAAAAABP4/sWhg_YVr5Jc/s1600/898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASdnanbHyI/AAAAAAAABP4/sWhg_YVr5Jc/s400/898.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477676347274501922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His sweet cousin Molly!  She bought him this ball with her tooth fairy money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASdmyMTXGI/AAAAAAAABPw/5_ir78ou8ng/s1600/900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASdmyMTXGI/AAAAAAAABPw/5_ir78ou8ng/s400/900.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477676336423328866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such a fun day.  Thank you all so much for all the wonderful gifts and birthday wishes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-7432061730694226993?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/7432061730694226993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=7432061730694226993' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/7432061730694226993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/7432061730694226993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/05/spongebob-party.html' title='A Spongebob Party'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TAStxSBcqBI/AAAAAAAABTA/aZv-VBeBW-A/s72-c/906.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-6429593791045055605</id><published>2010-05-31T22:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T22:26:11.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Six-Year-Old</title><content type='html'>The morning of Cole's birthday, we woke him up really early so we all could have a little donut party before Clay had to leave for work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASZIfdebwI/AAAAAAAABPo/jjfVI4l5lh8/s1600/758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASZIfdebwI/AAAAAAAABPo/jjfVI4l5lh8/s400/758.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477671417952497410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASZH_-aHII/AAAAAAAABPg/kI5FezVq1uM/s1600/759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASZH_-aHII/AAAAAAAABPg/kI5FezVq1uM/s400/759.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477671409500691586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a couple groggy little boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASZHQmCDiI/AAAAAAAABPY/8EWfJ-5xWkk/s1600/761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASZHQmCDiI/AAAAAAAABPY/8EWfJ-5xWkk/s400/761.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477671396781985314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-6429593791045055605?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/6429593791045055605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=6429593791045055605' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/6429593791045055605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/6429593791045055605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/05/six-year-old.html' title='Six-Year-Old'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASZIfdebwI/AAAAAAAABPo/jjfVI4l5lh8/s72-c/758.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-828492545056709875</id><published>2010-05-31T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T22:12:59.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cotton Candy</title><content type='html'>Cole's school had it's annual Fun Fair a couple weeks ago. The boys went on a few rides but I think what they were most excited about was the cotton candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASVz9zBwBI/AAAAAAAABPA/09t0nHhW2MY/s1600/718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASVz9zBwBI/AAAAAAAABPA/09t0nHhW2MY/s400/718.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477667766783819794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASV0yd6Z-I/AAAAAAAABPQ/8l380b7hl2Y/s1600/746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASV0yd6Z-I/AAAAAAAABPQ/8l380b7hl2Y/s400/746.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477667780922337250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASV0WpAV_I/AAAAAAAABPI/naQ1NbjBnEE/s1600/737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASV0WpAV_I/AAAAAAAABPI/naQ1NbjBnEE/s400/737.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477667773452670962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASVzuZHzpI/AAAAAAAABO4/oNlcmIu-BGU/s1600/723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASVzuZHzpI/AAAAAAAABO4/oNlcmIu-BGU/s400/723.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477667762648632978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASVzEfsX3I/AAAAAAAABOw/YiWFddNnXeM/s1600/726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASVzEfsX3I/AAAAAAAABOw/YiWFddNnXeM/s400/726.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477667751401906034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-828492545056709875?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/828492545056709875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=828492545056709875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/828492545056709875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/828492545056709875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/05/cotton-candy.html' title='Cotton Candy'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/TASVz9zBwBI/AAAAAAAABPA/09t0nHhW2MY/s72-c/718.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-6585685526788692187</id><published>2010-05-16T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T21:03:48.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>M.ission P.hinally A.ccomplished</title><content type='html'>Clay's graduation was on Friday!!!! He received his second master's and is now officially a Master of Public Administration (MPA). One word keeps going through my mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah!!!!! I am so happy that he is done with school and that this chapter of our lives can come to a blessed end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's the obvious reason for exclaiming "hallelujah" at a time like this: for the first time in almost seven years of marriage, he doesn't have to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's the other reason, the main reason: I was beyond devastated, beyond depressed, at the death of Clay's career as an anthropologist.  I felt broken when it happened, and I saw no way of ever feeling happy again.  Our's was such a sad story. I went on this way, for about 6 months.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was then that Clay decided city government was his new career goal.  He applied to SC and soon had a scholarship in his hands.  It was like Heavenly Father had just put a huge band-aid on our family.  The pain in my heart lessened more and more every day.  And now that Clay has graduated, I'm not broken anymore.  Heavenly Father has saved me from despair. Hallelujah to Him, for making everything "all better". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Clay getting his diploma from the dean.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S_DnMaYhoSI/AAAAAAAABN4/x_IpzvqLhNM/s1600/753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S_DnMaYhoSI/AAAAAAAABN4/x_IpzvqLhNM/s400/753.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472127747681788194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S_DnMOzuTSI/AAAAAAAABNw/3c7XhF8XIbQ/s1600/754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S_DnMOzuTSI/AAAAAAAABNw/3c7XhF8XIbQ/s400/754.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472127744574639394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved the hoods that the graduates wore.  I told Clay I had to get a picture of his hood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S_DnL0Bkz5I/AAAAAAAABNo/W2s45SZe2aI/s1600/683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S_DnL0Bkz5I/AAAAAAAABNo/W2s45SZe2aI/s400/683.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472127737384980370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Clay after the ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S_DmAOVxnoI/AAAAAAAABNg/8aryRMx8lCQ/s1600/662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S_DmAOVxnoI/AAAAAAAABNg/8aryRMx8lCQ/s400/662.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472126438778969730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clay with his good buddy Brian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S_Dl_lCRxvI/AAAAAAAABNY/wngEYKlAPgg/s1600/752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S_Dl_lCRxvI/AAAAAAAABNY/wngEYKlAPgg/s400/752.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472126427691337458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday, Clay was invited to an awards ceremony.  Here he is receiving the Dr. Tang award.  This is what his pretty plaque says,&lt;br /&gt;"In the spirit of commitment, enthusiasm and achievement as personified by Dr. Shui Yan Tang, this recognition is awarded annually to a Master of Public Administration student that best exemplifies and promotes academic excellence, service to SPPD beyond the classroom, involvement in the Public Administration profession, excellence in public employment, and the advancement of professional development."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S_Dl-dmn16I/AAAAAAAABNI/jFqYtSVSGXQ/s1600/640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S_Dl-dmn16I/AAAAAAAABNI/jFqYtSVSGXQ/s400/640.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472126408516425634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were so happy to have Clay's parents come visit for a couple days to be part of the ceremonies.  Suzanne even ironed Clay's robes for him.  And Cole was thrilled about having a sleepover with Grandma and Grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S_Dl_G0xysI/AAAAAAAABNQ/BarTJ4YZOio/s1600/641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S_Dl_G0xysI/AAAAAAAABNQ/BarTJ4YZOio/s400/641.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472126419581651650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations, Clay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-6585685526788692187?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/6585685526788692187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=6585685526788692187' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/6585685526788692187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/6585685526788692187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/05/mission-phinally-accomplished.html' title='M.ission P.hinally A.ccomplished'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S_DnMaYhoSI/AAAAAAAABN4/x_IpzvqLhNM/s72-c/753.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-3676976976919970687</id><published>2010-05-09T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T21:08:35.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Terms of Endearment</title><content type='html'>Three important facts for this post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Our computer isn't letting me add pictures.  If I could add pictures, I would have used a picture of my mom and a picture of the sunrise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My mom loves to use one great word repeatedly (which we laugh not at her, but with her about.)  For example, for a few months she loved the word, &lt;em&gt;genre&lt;/em&gt; and it was used as often as possible however malappropriately.  There have been other words/phrases that have cycled through her vernacular as well (i.e. bringing sexy back, sketch).   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My dad served his mission in Italy and dazzles us all by speaking Italian from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One morning, my mom heard him use the phrase, "Bella giornatta" which means "beautiful day".  This was her first time hearing this phrase after almost 30 years of marriage and once she heard it, it seemingly spoke to her soul.  &lt;em&gt;Bella giornatta&lt;/em&gt;, she thought. Yes, that's it! This moment was an epiphany of sorts and she decided then and there that &lt;em&gt;Bella giornatta &lt;/em&gt; would be her new idiom, and new nickname indeed for all those in her life whom she loved. To my mother, we were now all bella giornatta, even my dad and my brother (despite the obvious feminine adjective and noun).  And of course, we can't resist calling her bella giornatta in return.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One may argue that this new term of endearment doesn't make a lot of sense.  We don't usually greet family members with "Oh hello, Beautiful day, how are you?". Yet somehow, in regards to my mother, it fits. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being with her is refreshing and renewing.  And when I go visit home after a few weeks of being away, I can't help feeling, when she's giving me the first of many hugs, like the sun has just come out, like my mother is very much a sun, and that this moment is like a new, glorious day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her face radiates joy, light, warmth, and love.  And unquestionably, any day spent with her, is a beautiful day.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's to my beautiful mother, mine and everyone's &lt;em&gt;bella giornatta&lt;/em&gt;.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mother's Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-3676976976919970687?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/3676976976919970687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=3676976976919970687' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/3676976976919970687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/3676976976919970687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/05/terms-of-endearment.html' title='Terms of Endearment'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-8127910924054394070</id><published>2010-05-08T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T10:31:29.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Camera</title><content type='html'>Clay bought this for me.  I don't deserve it, but I will love it and care for it.  To me, memories are what it's all about.  I love snapping pictures of EVERYTHING, especially our little boys who are always growing and changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S-WX81Bga6I/AAAAAAAABMg/4XHf-kMQeL4/s1600/Nikon-D5000-DSLR%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S-WX81Bga6I/AAAAAAAABMg/4XHf-kMQeL4/s400/Nikon-D5000-DSLR%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468944393792678818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It came with so many manuals and DVD's that I still need to study. I don't even know photoshop or anything about editing pictures.  I figure I'll have time to really learn everything post graduation.  So far, I've just been using the easy auto settings.  Even with just the auto setting, I love how the pictures turn out, and the sound the camera makes is thrilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S-WetTXXK3I/AAAAAAAABM4/nuN5oc_zVRE/s1600/DSC_0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S-WetTXXK3I/AAAAAAAABM4/nuN5oc_zVRE/s400/DSC_0090.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468951823640898418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S-WesMk3q2I/AAAAAAAABMo/PfWcVBdxxXU/s1600/nikon+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S-WesMk3q2I/AAAAAAAABMo/PfWcVBdxxXU/s400/nikon+032.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468951804638636898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-8127910924054394070?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/8127910924054394070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=8127910924054394070' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/8127910924054394070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/8127910924054394070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-camera.html' title='New Camera'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S-WX81Bga6I/AAAAAAAABMg/4XHf-kMQeL4/s72-c/Nikon-D5000-DSLR%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-5792400201453855136</id><published>2010-05-08T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T09:52:51.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some downtown fun</title><content type='html'>We got to babysit cousin Connor last Saturday which was so fun!  I'm all about free activities so I thought we'd go explore downtown.&lt;br /&gt;We started off at campus, touring the fountains. This was a little gamble, as I wasn't sure if Luke and Connor were old enough to actually obey my "don't get too wet" advice.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S-WGmOYW-RI/AAAAAAAABKw/zN77dS5WEq4/s1600/nikon+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S-WGmOYW-RI/AAAAAAAABKw/zN77dS5WEq4/s400/nikon+073.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468925313764751634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S-WGmhPYvkI/AAAAAAAABK4/9Gy3wAEa1w8/s1600/nikon+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S-WGmhPYvkI/AAAAAAAABK4/9Gy3wAEa1w8/s400/nikon+079.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468925318827392578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were doing so good staying dry.  I was very impressed with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S-WGnHE8aUI/AAAAAAAABLA/mrPPIh6Hi8o/s1600/nikon+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S-WGnHE8aUI/AAAAAAAABLA/mrPPIh6Hi8o/s400/nikon+076.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468925328984140098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S-WJOsoIzdI/AAAAAAAABLI/Pc597yf6ilY/s1600/nikon+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S-WJOsoIzdI/AAAAAAAABLI/Pc597yf6ilY/s400/nikon+082.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468928208102018514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fountain, however, was a little more tempting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S-WJPP1lPmI/AAAAAAAABLQ/I_VPxCK1XRg/s1600/nikon+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S-WJPP1lPmI/AAAAAAAABLQ/I_VPxCK1XRg/s400/nikon+083.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468928217553649250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Connor just couldn't resist! (Aren't I terrible to hold off comforting him so I can take his picture?) It should be noted that it was a very hot day, and I wouldn't have minded being soaked myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S-WJP1OJCrI/AAAAAAAABLY/_7qFpBaxuDk/s1600/nikon+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S-WJP1OJCrI/AAAAAAAABLY/_7qFpBaxuDk/s400/nikon+084.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468928227588770482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we walked down to one of the science museums (FREE!) which has great "discovery rooms" which aren't the most scientific in nature, but fun for little ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S-WJQ6h35FI/AAAAAAAABLg/l0NyyW8f74s/s1600/nikon+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S-WJQ6h35FI/AAAAAAAABLg/l0NyyW8f74s/s400/nikon+088.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468928246193579090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing some gardening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S-WJRlfaH_I/AAAAAAAABLo/p7xmdkqwfPg/s1600/nikon+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S-WJRlfaH_I/AAAAAAAABLo/p7xmdkqwfPg/s400/nikon+095.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468928257725964274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riding on a camel at an Egypt inspired exhibit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S-WRcM0fYpI/AAAAAAAABLw/sbtlaQug65w/s1600/nikon+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S-WRcM0fYpI/AAAAAAAABLw/sbtlaQug65w/s400/nikon+105.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468937236175086226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this you have one kid on each end that they talk to each other through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S-WRcjKMZ_I/AAAAAAAABL4/bXix0hggsW8/s1600/nikon+108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S-WRcjKMZ_I/AAAAAAAABL4/bXix0hggsW8/s400/nikon+108.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468937242171697138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another discovery room.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S-WRdfUrYPI/AAAAAAAABMA/jnQl8dK0zPo/s1600/nikon+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S-WRdfUrYPI/AAAAAAAABMA/jnQl8dK0zPo/s400/nikon+109.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468937258321797362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love keyboards and mouses that are adapted for kids--so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S-WRd_lNcYI/AAAAAAAABMI/YsOEOpMPlcA/s1600/nikon+114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S-WRd_lNcYI/AAAAAAAABMI/YsOEOpMPlcA/s400/nikon+114.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468937266981073282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke getting ready to launch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S-WRe1iyIsI/AAAAAAAABMQ/dxCwQCytXfk/s1600/nikon+116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S-WRe1iyIsI/AAAAAAAABMQ/dxCwQCytXfk/s400/nikon+116.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468937281466409666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally worn out.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S-WR6_75zpI/AAAAAAAABMY/ipy1iHWcim4/s1600/nikon+117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S-WR6_75zpI/AAAAAAAABMY/ipy1iHWcim4/s400/nikon+117.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468937765292461714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-5792400201453855136?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/5792400201453855136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=5792400201453855136' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/5792400201453855136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/5792400201453855136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/05/some-downtown-fun.html' title='Some downtown fun'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S-WGmOYW-RI/AAAAAAAABKw/zN77dS5WEq4/s72-c/nikon+073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-1963612165048788446</id><published>2010-04-06T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T23:01:09.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two</title><content type='html'>Here's the cousins, Connor and Luke, on their official birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7weeeqrT5I/AAAAAAAABIo/eJaRJFzXUcU/s1600/DSC_0638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7weeeqrT5I/AAAAAAAABIo/eJaRJFzXUcU/s400/DSC_0638.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457270357443170194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wed_50EiI/AAAAAAAABIg/4jwQu1DcNZ4/s1600/DSC_0648.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wed_50EiI/AAAAAAAABIg/4jwQu1DcNZ4/s400/DSC_0648.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457270349185159714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wedaTz_oI/AAAAAAAABIY/vVbwfZWQAqs/s1600/DSC_0677.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wedaTz_oI/AAAAAAAABIY/vVbwfZWQAqs/s400/DSC_0677.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457270339093659266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wec5TtH9I/AAAAAAAABIQ/8hEidw5Gs80/s1600/DSC_0653.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wec5TtH9I/AAAAAAAABIQ/8hEidw5Gs80/s400/DSC_0653.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457270330234838994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-1963612165048788446?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/1963612165048788446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=1963612165048788446' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/1963612165048788446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/1963612165048788446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/04/two.html' title='Two'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7weeeqrT5I/AAAAAAAABIo/eJaRJFzXUcU/s72-c/DSC_0638.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-32234887882931085</id><published>2010-04-06T21:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T23:05:26.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A wonderful Easter weekend</title><content type='html'>We started our weekend with a visit to Clay's parents' home.  The boys really enjoyed walks on the beach with their grandparents, and just looking out the window watching the water and boats and bikers and trains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wTqc3C95I/AAAAAAAABIA/aA5xUUoNa9I/s1600/DSC_0362.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wTqc3C95I/AAAAAAAABIA/aA5xUUoNa9I/s400/DSC_0362.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457258468488705938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke loved the cake that Grandma made for him (and for Clay).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wTpu5yO1I/AAAAAAAABH4/oa6CchUpY3Q/s1600/DSC_0349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wTpu5yO1I/AAAAAAAABH4/oa6CchUpY3Q/s400/DSC_0349.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457258456152161106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening some presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wcTiyIM-I/AAAAAAAABII/eaRM0WULtgI/s1600/DSC_0353_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wcTiyIM-I/AAAAAAAABII/eaRM0WULtgI/s400/DSC_0353_edited-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457267970546349026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wOEItamNI/AAAAAAAABHw/v83xjkuWWgU/s1600/DSC_0356.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wOEItamNI/AAAAAAAABHw/v83xjkuWWgU/s400/DSC_0356.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457252312686434514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning was Easter Sunday.  The Easter Bunny hid Cole and Luke's baskets, but they found them pretty quickly.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wODlbB6II/AAAAAAAABHo/BQGNBLA3N1w/s1600/DSC_0370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wODlbB6II/AAAAAAAABHo/BQGNBLA3N1w/s400/DSC_0370.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457252303214078082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing like a chocolate bunny for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wODLsNulI/AAAAAAAABHg/rBloRzJWwtQ/s1600/DSC_0372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wODLsNulI/AAAAAAAABHg/rBloRzJWwtQ/s400/DSC_0372.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457252296306834002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, some more family came to visit for an Easter feast. Here's Cole with his little cuz.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wOCl9enFI/AAAAAAAABHY/GVSXtnFcqNY/s1600/DSC_0377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wOCl9enFI/AAAAAAAABHY/GVSXtnFcqNY/s400/DSC_0377.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457252286178696274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was on to a triple birthday party/Easter celebration at my sister's house.  The party was for Luke and his twin cousin, Connor, who were both turning two, and for cousin Ben, who will be turning 3 in a few days.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wMlbt1EwI/AAAAAAAABHI/SVjQuIxs-v8/s1600/DSC_0397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wMlbt1EwI/AAAAAAAABHI/SVjQuIxs-v8/s400/DSC_0397.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457250685700870914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wMk6QkvNI/AAAAAAAABHA/ffyRJry_90I/s1600/DSC_0381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wMk6QkvNI/AAAAAAAABHA/ffyRJry_90I/s400/DSC_0381.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457250676719795410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole and Luke helped me paint lots of eggs to hang on the walls.  If you look closely, you can see Cole's "CTR" egg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wMkpPJseI/AAAAAAAABG4/h3L9iHEiBJs/s1600/DSC_0383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wMkpPJseI/AAAAAAAABG4/h3L9iHEiBJs/s400/DSC_0383.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457250672150426082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben really wanted a Cars cake so my sister made one.  Luke was really excited about it too.  He had been talking about his "ca cake" that "Em a me" (Emily) was going to make for days.  Great job, Em!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wMj8FarwI/AAAAAAAABGw/vG0AzyvRiG0/s1600/DSC_0392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wMj8FarwI/AAAAAAAABGw/vG0AzyvRiG0/s400/DSC_0392.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457250660030000898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wMjmwm19I/AAAAAAAABGo/9pwSMACevPs/s1600/DSC_0389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wMjmwm19I/AAAAAAAABGo/9pwSMACevPs/s400/DSC_0389.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457250654305572818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each of the kids were given bunny ears to wear.  Some liked modeling them and others (the little guys) were not in a bunny ear sort of mood :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wOBwa75NI/AAAAAAAABHQ/Vv5Gxxoixt4/s1600/DSC_0405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wOBwa75NI/AAAAAAAABHQ/Vv5Gxxoixt4/s400/DSC_0405.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457252271806735570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wK33rVs2I/AAAAAAAABGY/SpDJwXNc8c8/s1600/DSC_0430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wK33rVs2I/AAAAAAAABGY/SpDJwXNc8c8/s400/DSC_0430.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457248803421008738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These blue cynch bags were from Joann's craft store.  I traced some easter designs on them and had the kids color them with fabric markers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wK3IVCtsI/AAAAAAAABGQ/MeFiIP7WljY/s1600/DSC_0386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wK3IVCtsI/AAAAAAAABGQ/MeFiIP7WljY/s400/DSC_0386.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457248790711023298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wK2eqau_I/AAAAAAAABGI/FG3pFcc9s_Y/s1600/DSC_0449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wK2eqau_I/AAAAAAAABGI/FG3pFcc9s_Y/s400/DSC_0449.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457248779526388722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wJ0xPaVYI/AAAAAAAABGA/efJvPeaAg0E/s1600/DSC_0448.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wJ0xPaVYI/AAAAAAAABGA/efJvPeaAg0E/s400/DSC_0448.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457247650642023810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the kids used their bags for the easter egg hunt which took place at the nearby tot lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wJ0CI6l-I/AAAAAAAABF4/qkr_CwOCnaE/s1600/DSC_0469.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wJ0CI6l-I/AAAAAAAABF4/qkr_CwOCnaE/s400/DSC_0469.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457247637998311394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had such a great time!  Luke liked to stop and eat the contents of one egg before moving on to hunt for the next one.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wJzrWoksI/AAAAAAAABFw/gWofbKU_bS8/s1600/DSC_0478.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wJzrWoksI/AAAAAAAABFw/gWofbKU_bS8/s400/DSC_0478.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457247631881835202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went back inside to open presents.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wJzNTCVaI/AAAAAAAABFo/V_QfvPJlquQ/s1600/DSC_0529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wJzNTCVaI/AAAAAAAABFo/V_QfvPJlquQ/s400/DSC_0529.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457247623813682594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year we got Luke a soccer play set thing.  He likes to talk about kicking balls so hopefully this will be fun for him.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wJyrxl1lI/AAAAAAAABFg/vLZnwNWCD-E/s1600/DSC_0524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wJyrxl1lI/AAAAAAAABFg/vLZnwNWCD-E/s400/DSC_0524.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457247614815032914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-32234887882931085?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/32234887882931085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=32234887882931085' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/32234887882931085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/32234887882931085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/04/wonderful-easter-weekend.html' title='A wonderful Easter weekend'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wTqc3C95I/AAAAAAAABIA/aA5xUUoNa9I/s72-c/DSC_0362.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-3940624057748816485</id><published>2010-04-06T20:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T21:09:03.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clay had a birthday</title><content type='html'>Clay recently had a birthday and turned 33!  I wish we could have made his actual birthday more fun.  Like last year, he had to go to work and then straight to his night class.  The boys and I visited him at work to drop by a balloon and some treats to share with his co-workers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wC7nITbSI/AAAAAAAABFY/AdRVbI8GC0M/s1600/DSC_0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wC7nITbSI/AAAAAAAABFY/AdRVbI8GC0M/s400/DSC_0027.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457240071605546274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gave him this card to put on his desk, which seemed very appropriate, seeing as he worked through his birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wC6y6KJII/AAAAAAAABFQ/8QX-lrstS6Q/s1600/DSC_0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wC6y6KJII/AAAAAAAABFQ/8QX-lrstS6Q/s400/DSC_0028.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457240057587573890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He picked out this gift for himself.  He's been wanting an eliptical for a while now so he's very happy about it.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wC6OPjDAI/AAAAAAAABFI/TQIhdX8lSDc/s1600/DSC_0339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wC6OPjDAI/AAAAAAAABFI/TQIhdX8lSDc/s400/DSC_0339.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457240047745174530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-3940624057748816485?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/3940624057748816485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=3940624057748816485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/3940624057748816485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/3940624057748816485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/04/clay-had-birthday.html' title='Clay had a birthday'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S7wC7nITbSI/AAAAAAAABFY/AdRVbI8GC0M/s72-c/DSC_0027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-3377434563522479712</id><published>2010-03-24T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T22:17:36.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Hero Day</title><content type='html'>Today was super hero day for the kindergarteners.  Each student had to come to school dressed up as a super hero from their imaginations! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole was Ocean Boy.  His powers: can talk to fish, can swim super fast, and can hold his breath for a week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S6rxoq3SLTI/AAAAAAAABE4/3qOUF6bzZOI/s1600/DSC_0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S6rxoq3SLTI/AAAAAAAABE4/3qOUF6bzZOI/s400/DSC_0047.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452435979888635186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke joined in on the fun too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S6rxoHJkHWI/AAAAAAAABEw/FDbJy20smbw/s1600/DSC_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S6rxoHJkHWI/AAAAAAAABEw/FDbJy20smbw/s400/DSC_0038.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452435970301631842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-3377434563522479712?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/3377434563522479712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=3377434563522479712' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/3377434563522479712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/3377434563522479712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/03/super-hero-day.html' title='Super Hero Day'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S6rxoq3SLTI/AAAAAAAABE4/3qOUF6bzZOI/s72-c/DSC_0047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-8232400854444341059</id><published>2010-03-22T09:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T09:13:37.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Green Beans</title><content type='html'>Luke has been known to eat an entire can of green beans in one setting.  He really loves them.  But I guess on this night, he just wasn't feeling it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S6eW4ZUBheI/AAAAAAAABEo/gDV9MedMLws/s1600-h/greenbean+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S6eW4ZUBheI/AAAAAAAABEo/gDV9MedMLws/s400/greenbean+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451491769566987746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-8232400854444341059?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/8232400854444341059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=8232400854444341059' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/8232400854444341059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/8232400854444341059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/03/green-beans.html' title='Green Beans'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S6eW4ZUBheI/AAAAAAAABEo/gDV9MedMLws/s72-c/greenbean+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-2453546019075682824</id><published>2010-03-17T10:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T10:38:31.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Look</title><content type='html'>I need to find a good before picture that really shows what his wild hair looked like.  But for now, here's the "afters"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S6ETLGInwhI/AAAAAAAABEY/2N6Nq6hcyEE/s1600-h/haircut+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S6ETLGInwhI/AAAAAAAABEY/2N6Nq6hcyEE/s400/haircut+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449658105441272338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S6ETLjmKdmI/AAAAAAAABEg/5ZqmRvj4lzY/s1600-h/haircut+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S6ETLjmKdmI/AAAAAAAABEg/5ZqmRvj4lzY/s400/haircut+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449658113349809762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-2453546019075682824?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/2453546019075682824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=2453546019075682824' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/2453546019075682824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/2453546019075682824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-look.html' title='A New Look'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S6ETLGInwhI/AAAAAAAABEY/2N6Nq6hcyEE/s72-c/haircut+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-3173027811052215270</id><published>2010-03-15T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T22:48:18.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The letter every parent dreams of getting sent home from school</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S58a-jWo5nI/AAAAAAAABDg/jetgh_6EbRQ/s1600-h/nohomework.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S58a-jWo5nI/AAAAAAAABDg/jetgh_6EbRQ/s400/nohomework.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449103736085997170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got this letter, I was one of the ones who felt relief.  Cole however, ran to his room and cried.  I assured him that we'll make our own homework.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-3173027811052215270?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/3173027811052215270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=3173027811052215270' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/3173027811052215270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/3173027811052215270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/03/letter-every-parent-dreams-of-getting.html' title='The letter every parent dreams of getting sent home from school'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S58a-jWo5nI/AAAAAAAABDg/jetgh_6EbRQ/s72-c/nohomework.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-4177521730575042284</id><published>2010-03-15T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T22:32:33.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Practice makes...</title><content type='html'>Saturday was opening day of T-ball.  We love it!!!  Cole really enjoyed his first game and so did the rest of us.  I love how light and fun it is; no pressure, no keeping score, juice box and banana at the end. Cole was so proud of his 2 runs!  When grandma Suzanne asked him if he liked t-ball, she was surprised to hear him answer "no".  When she asked him why, he said, "I don't like it, I lOVE it!".  Then he said, "I like to make that joke."  Which is true, he uses it a lot.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After his first practice last Thursday, I asked him to remind me what it was that he says about practice.  We've all heard, "Practice makes perfect" and I've also heard a version I really like that goes, "practice makes permanent, perfect practice makes perfect."  So Cole's rather unique version is, "Practice makes progress, progress makes perfect, perfect makes permanent."  I'll let everyone ponder that for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S58VUuF4eeI/AAAAAAAABDY/7qbGm-p4Qis/s1600-h/tball+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S58VUuF4eeI/AAAAAAAABDY/7qbGm-p4Qis/s400/tball+013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449097519855860194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole and Megan (she's in his primary class and the only girl on the team.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S58Uu2jBQEI/AAAAAAAABDQ/gblGsEja3-4/s1600-h/tball+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S58Uu2jBQEI/AAAAAAAABDQ/gblGsEja3-4/s400/tball+014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449096869290524738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S58Ut7SOM4I/AAAAAAAABDA/a3cJzfQenKs/s1600-h/tball+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S58Ut7SOM4I/AAAAAAAABDA/a3cJzfQenKs/s400/tball+015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449096853382378370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S58UswwN8tI/AAAAAAAABC4/rC6Jg4XOxrk/s1600-h/tball+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S58UswwN8tI/AAAAAAAABC4/rC6Jg4XOxrk/s400/tball+017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449096833375531730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time up to bat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S58UsSFJ87I/AAAAAAAABCw/lsIKDbUIuqI/s1600-h/tball+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S58UsSFJ87I/AAAAAAAABCw/lsIKDbUIuqI/s400/tball+018.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449096825141851058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running to first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S58ULZYvTTI/AAAAAAAABCo/3T2Swygb0xo/s1600-h/tball+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S58ULZYvTTI/AAAAAAAABCo/3T2Swygb0xo/s400/tball+019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449096260167355698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanging out on first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S58UK7IK7VI/AAAAAAAABCg/WeX_QpXEuCQ/s1600-h/tball+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S58UK7IK7VI/AAAAAAAABCg/WeX_QpXEuCQ/s400/tball+020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449096252044799314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S58UKBGSIBI/AAAAAAAABCY/XUstecj83cY/s1600-h/tball+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S58UKBGSIBI/AAAAAAAABCY/XUstecj83cY/s400/tball+021.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449096236467626002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S58UJrfH2lI/AAAAAAAABCQ/MBXMrz4r3zg/s1600-h/tball+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S58UJrfH2lI/AAAAAAAABCQ/MBXMrz4r3zg/s400/tball+022.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449096230666230354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clay asked Cole after the game what he thought of it.  Cole shouted, "I lOVE IT!" and then wrestled Clay to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S58UI4B30XI/AAAAAAAABCI/XWSUr7QwIqA/s1600-h/tball+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S58UI4B30XI/AAAAAAAABCI/XWSUr7QwIqA/s400/tball+023.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449096216853336434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-4177521730575042284?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/4177521730575042284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=4177521730575042284' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/4177521730575042284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/4177521730575042284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/03/practice-makes.html' title='Practice makes...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S58VUuF4eeI/AAAAAAAABDY/7qbGm-p4Qis/s72-c/tball+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-6993506579828799949</id><published>2010-03-15T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T21:59:18.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I Hate It!"</title><content type='html'>There's this great indoor playground near my parents' house that we visited a few weeks ago.   My sister, Amanda, was so nice to make the outing her treat.  Her little boy, Connor, LOVE's this place.  Cole also had a great time.  And I must say, the slides are nothing short of thrilling, seriously! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S58PYneYdnI/AAAAAAAABCA/rAlrEi-Bo6c/s1600-h/tball+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S58PYneYdnI/AAAAAAAABCA/rAlrEi-Bo6c/s400/tball+009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449090989729281650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke, on the other hand, didn't enjoy it so much.  He was terrified of climbing through the large play structure even with me holding him.  He finally loosened up a little in the ball pit, but even then he wouldn't leave my lap.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S58PX6XO14I/AAAAAAAABB4/gB-Z5OWqjGo/s1600-h/tball+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S58PX6XO14I/AAAAAAAABB4/gB-Z5OWqjGo/s400/tball+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449090977619695490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this trip, my mom said, "Luke, did you like the play place?"  His response without hesitation was, "I hate it!".  We all chimed in with things like, "Oh Luke, you didn't really hate it, it was fun."  He then said even more passionately, while banging his fist on the floor each time, "I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it!"  It's funny that before this, Amanda and I were planning on having Luke and Connor's 2nd birthday party at this place.  Guess that plan's off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-6993506579828799949?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/6993506579828799949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=6993506579828799949' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/6993506579828799949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/6993506579828799949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-hate-it.html' title='&quot;I Hate It!&quot;'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S58PYneYdnI/AAAAAAAABCA/rAlrEi-Bo6c/s72-c/tball+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-3359274903521685276</id><published>2010-03-03T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T23:22:13.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>50th</title><content type='html'>My parents both turn 50 within a couple weeks of each other so we had a combined 50th birthday celebration for them last Saturday, followed by a celebration of my Grandma Lyla's 75th birthday.  Happy Birthday, Grandma! &lt;br /&gt;My sister, Amanda, had the idea of how exactly we should celebrate our parents turning 50.  Her idea was simple but brilliant.  We would be spending the day in a way none of us had since the oldest, Emily, got married, which was 8 years ago.  The idea: all of the kids (me and my siblings) would just hang out with our parents all day just like in the old days before we became grown-ups (without spouses or kids--eventhough I hate to leave my babies and my Clay behind, but we all agreed that it would be fun to kind of pretend it was just the 8 of us again.)  We had such a great time together!  We started the day with breakfast at Mimi's.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S49DJRezKRI/AAAAAAAABBY/d_5tsDX441Y/s1600-h/50th+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S49DJRezKRI/AAAAAAAABBY/d_5tsDX441Y/s400/50th+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444644301104687378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went bowling.  My dad was definitely the strongest player, with Mikey and Amanda not too far behind.  I did so poorly that for the second game, I tried switching hands to see if that would help. It didn't.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S49DI5L8f3I/AAAAAAAABBQ/8p5n9fQqe50/s1600-h/50th+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S49DI5L8f3I/AAAAAAAABBQ/8p5n9fQqe50/s400/50th+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444644294583156594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After bowling, we went back to my parents house to play our favorite card game, spoons, plus some others.  There were moments of laughing so hard that I cried (e.g. when soda came out of Amanda's nose, when my mom was caught hiding some cards under the table).  We also did some singing round the piano.  It was fantastic. &lt;br /&gt;Next, we went to Mikey's basketball game. Here are all the girls (in order I might add) Emily, Amy, Amanda, Stephanie, and Katie (with my mom in back).  The game was neck and neck and Mikey made some great shots.  In the end, they lost in overtime. (Despite how the picture looks, we weren't the only ones in attendence;) After the game it was time to head over to my Grandma's for her party.  It was such a wonderful day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S49Cpu65gwI/AAAAAAAABBI/myIalLQoV6c/s1600-h/50th+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S49Cpu65gwI/AAAAAAAABBI/myIalLQoV6c/s400/50th+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444643759251358466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Emily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S49dW8fKWAI/AAAAAAAABBw/KuS-ke4rKMk/s1600-h/50th+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S49dW8fKWAI/AAAAAAAABBw/KuS-ke4rKMk/s400/50th+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444673123289552898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mikey, Steph, Katie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S49dWNVPgbI/AAAAAAAABBo/xrto7-os1BI/s1600-h/50th+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S49dWNVPgbI/AAAAAAAABBo/xrto7-os1BI/s400/50th+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444673110631481778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-3359274903521685276?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/3359274903521685276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=3359274903521685276' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/3359274903521685276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/3359274903521685276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/03/50th.html' title='50th'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S49DJRezKRI/AAAAAAAABBY/d_5tsDX441Y/s72-c/50th+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-3143325268366339354</id><published>2010-02-22T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T13:54:57.725-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Talent Show</title><content type='html'>Cole recently participated in his school's talent show.  He sang "I Just Can't Wait to be King".  He used a parrot that attaches to his wrist (from a pirate costume) to be Zazu so that he could sing both Simba's part and Zazu's.  I was constantly reminding him of the same 3 things to remember when he performs: &lt;br /&gt;1. Sing LOUD! &lt;br /&gt;2. Look HAPPY  and &lt;br /&gt;3. Don't FIDDLE with your clothes.  &lt;br /&gt;When it was show time, he remebered all 3 things and did a great job!  We video-taped it and hopefully I can upload it at some point.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S4Nvgr4eQXI/AAAAAAAAA_A/gfBQyIzbx48/s1600-h/talentshow+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S4Nvgr4eQXI/AAAAAAAAA_A/gfBQyIzbx48/s400/talentshow+029.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441315382119776626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling good after the performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S4Nvfk11LbI/AAAAAAAAA-4/yqSfBpyBuwA/s1600-h/talentshow+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S4Nvfk11LbI/AAAAAAAAA-4/yqSfBpyBuwA/s400/talentshow+031.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441315363049778610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so impressed with the older kids in the show.  They really took the little ones under their wings and made them feel like stars.  After the show, they were all asking for pictures with Cole.  Cole and I were both just soaking it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S4Pz8R43IvI/AAAAAAAAA_I/NrGgJHYLV4w/s1600-h/talentshow+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S4Pz8R43IvI/AAAAAAAAA_I/NrGgJHYLV4w/s400/talentshow+035.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441460991713288946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-3143325268366339354?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/3143325268366339354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=3143325268366339354' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/3143325268366339354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/3143325268366339354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/02/talent-show.html' title='Talent Show'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S4Nvgr4eQXI/AAAAAAAAA_A/gfBQyIzbx48/s72-c/talentshow+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-5472609587903208598</id><published>2010-02-22T21:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T21:52:14.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'>100th day</title><content type='html'>For Cole's 100th day of kindergarten everyone had to bring in a display of 100 things.  Cole and I decided to make a parking lot with 100 Hot Wheels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S4NqIVFG5DI/AAAAAAAAA-A/YOtfDZboCXw/s1600-h/talentshow+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S4NqIVFG5DI/AAAAAAAAA-A/YOtfDZboCXw/s400/talentshow+020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441309466123756594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to help in Cole's class that day which was so fun.  They did all kinds of 100 day activities and made "derdnuh" (hundred backwards)which was a funny version of trail mix with 10 pieces of 10 different ingredients.  The kids also got a visit from Zero the Hero.  It was a great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S4NqH4cl9MI/AAAAAAAAA94/nb4Orzo1lcY/s1600-h/talentshow+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S4NqH4cl9MI/AAAAAAAAA94/nb4Orzo1lcY/s400/talentshow+024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441309458437633218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-5472609587903208598?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/5472609587903208598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=5472609587903208598' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/5472609587903208598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/5472609587903208598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/02/100th-day.html' title='100th day'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S4NqIVFG5DI/AAAAAAAAA-A/YOtfDZboCXw/s72-c/talentshow+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-6179412812569427056</id><published>2010-02-22T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T21:37:04.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Wedding</title><content type='html'>On February 12, Clay's youngest bother, Mark, was married to our new sister-in-law, Corrine.  We had a wonderful time being at the temple and getting to see how happy they both were. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S4NkqBE0eaI/AAAAAAAAA9w/Y4RhKGJ7akg/s1600-h/talentshow+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S4NkqBE0eaI/AAAAAAAAA9w/Y4RhKGJ7akg/s400/talentshow+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441303447799626146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S4NkfMDkg0I/AAAAAAAAA9o/Y9BL_VZBr5k/s1600-h/talentshow+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S4NkfMDkg0I/AAAAAAAAA9o/Y9BL_VZBr5k/s400/talentshow+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441303261768614722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole hugging the bride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S4NkerEXn5I/AAAAAAAAA9g/k3nGCyZIhGo/s1600-h/talentshow+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S4NkerEXn5I/AAAAAAAAA9g/k3nGCyZIhGo/s400/talentshow+015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441303252913594258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S4NkedmjTGI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/4aIdx-gn5m4/s1600-h/talentshow+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S4NkedmjTGI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/4aIdx-gn5m4/s400/talentshow+016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441303249298869346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S4NkdRLwSBI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/281d8OIF8ec/s1600-h/talentshow+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S4NkdRLwSBI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/281d8OIF8ec/s400/talentshow+017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441303228785379346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole was so excited to see his cousin, Sage, who flew many miles to see the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S4Nkc_NxB6I/AAAAAAAAA9I/NpYZd77s-f8/s1600-h/talentshow+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S4Nkc_NxB6I/AAAAAAAAA9I/NpYZd77s-f8/s400/talentshow+019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441303223961978786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-6179412812569427056?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/6179412812569427056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=6179412812569427056' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/6179412812569427056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/6179412812569427056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/02/wedding.html' title='A Wedding'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S4NkqBE0eaI/AAAAAAAAA9w/Y4RhKGJ7akg/s72-c/talentshow+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-1667630191532646164</id><published>2010-02-07T23:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T23:45:24.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Call I Hear</title><content type='html'>Back at the beginning of the year I was called to be the primary chorister.  I have loved having this calling, in fact, I have never loved a calling so much. I really can't even put into words how much joy it brings to my soul. It just...inspires me!  I love the songs in the children's songbook and I love singing them with the kids.  I hope they keep me around for a long time.  I get so excited for Sundays and I just get so giddy every time I think about singing time.  I love, love, love it!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my own benefit, in case I get this calling again in the future, I've started another blog to keep track of ideas and teaching plans for each week.  So if you ever find yourself bored, there's a link to it on the sidebar (Sing Me a Song).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-1667630191532646164?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/1667630191532646164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=1667630191532646164' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/1667630191532646164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/1667630191532646164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/02/call-i-hear.html' title='A Call I Hear'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-1782681050117566688</id><published>2010-02-07T21:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T21:26:45.518-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hide and Seek</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S2-gBT5CUSI/AAAAAAAAA7E/-eT9BirMLcw/s1600-h/primaryblog+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S2-gBT5CUSI/AAAAAAAAA7E/-eT9BirMLcw/s400/primaryblog+010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435739219639292194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found them! Here are the boys hiding from me (they like to pretend I'm a witch trying to bake them) inside a tent inside Luke's pack n play.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-1782681050117566688?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/1782681050117566688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=1782681050117566688' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/1782681050117566688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/1782681050117566688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/02/funny-picture.html' title='Hide and Seek'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S2-gBT5CUSI/AAAAAAAAA7E/-eT9BirMLcw/s72-c/primaryblog+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-535789591159634350</id><published>2010-02-02T22:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T22:25:32.198-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homework</title><content type='html'>For the last few weeks, whenever Cole is working on homework, Luke insists on working on homework too.  So we bring him a paper, preferably one that looks very authentic and official, and a pencil.  Then he scribbles away and loves for us to praise his work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S2kVhgUXckI/AAAAAAAAA68/6jpAvfr9k0M/s1600-h/homework+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S2kVhgUXckI/AAAAAAAAA68/6jpAvfr9k0M/s400/homework+015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433898090754437698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S2kVgdE1U4I/AAAAAAAAA60/fE3XOZ8gE3E/s1600-h/homework+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S2kVgdE1U4I/AAAAAAAAA60/fE3XOZ8gE3E/s400/homework+016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433898072704111490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how he holds the pencil just right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S2kVf6swnOI/AAAAAAAAA6s/ZAIeWSUPpTQ/s1600-h/homework+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S2kVf6swnOI/AAAAAAAAA6s/ZAIeWSUPpTQ/s400/homework+017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433898063476333794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-535789591159634350?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/535789591159634350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=535789591159634350' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/535789591159634350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/535789591159634350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/02/homework.html' title='Homework'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S2kVhgUXckI/AAAAAAAAA68/6jpAvfr9k0M/s72-c/homework+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-4920800685635678472</id><published>2010-02-02T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T22:16:56.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fairy Princess Party</title><content type='html'>Our neice Malia just turned 1 and had a fabulous fairy princess birthday party.  We were very happy to be guests at this wonderful event.  The decorations and food were amazing, but I'll let Breanne share photos of those.  Cole really enjoyed the dessert table.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S2kSs1lWjBI/AAAAAAAAA6k/F7fpl-iQafQ/s1600-h/homework+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S2kSs1lWjBI/AAAAAAAAA6k/F7fpl-iQafQ/s400/homework+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433894986906504210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke loved playing with his cousins toys and trying to cuddle and kiss Malia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S2kSsg6zKSI/AAAAAAAAA6c/bYBsugK7RFM/s1600-h/homework+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S2kSsg6zKSI/AAAAAAAAA6c/bYBsugK7RFM/s400/homework+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433894981359315234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole is enamored with Malia too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S2kSsAozHZI/AAAAAAAAA6U/Nuc1iExKEqE/s1600-h/homework+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S2kSsAozHZI/AAAAAAAAA6U/Nuc1iExKEqE/s400/homework+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433894972693880210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S2kSro76w9I/AAAAAAAAA6M/eSlkHwfgIQk/s1600-h/homework+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S2kSro76w9I/AAAAAAAAA6M/eSlkHwfgIQk/s400/homework+013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433894966331622354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a pretty princess!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-4920800685635678472?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/4920800685635678472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=4920800685635678472' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/4920800685635678472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/4920800685635678472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/02/fairy-princess-party.html' title='The Fairy Princess Party'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S2kSs1lWjBI/AAAAAAAAA6k/F7fpl-iQafQ/s72-c/homework+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-4366645581575528267</id><published>2010-01-18T22:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T22:22:44.925-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change of Scenery</title><content type='html'>We spent another fun weekend with family.  It was my niece's 6th birthday so while we were in the area we stopped by to see Clay's parents' new Condo.  It's gorgeous with a great view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1VNG1vjhEI/AAAAAAAAA58/DZkL5iXAns4/s1600-h/condo+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1VNG1vjhEI/AAAAAAAAA58/DZkL5iXAns4/s400/condo+024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428329705766093890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a short walk to the beach with Cole using his new scooter.  (He really likes this scooter now and love's to tell people how good he is at riding it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1VNGiEzS9I/AAAAAAAAA50/-_dJa7-MIeU/s1600-h/condo+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1VNGiEzS9I/AAAAAAAAA50/-_dJa7-MIeU/s400/condo+030.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428329700486499282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys had fun throwing rocks in the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1VOsK0U0_I/AAAAAAAAA6E/y3iCx_JMhuU/s1600-h/condo+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1VOsK0U0_I/AAAAAAAAA6E/y3iCx_JMhuU/s400/condo+031.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428331446590034930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1VNFwrbBuI/AAAAAAAAA5k/W86DKw05vtQ/s1600-h/condo+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1VNFwrbBuI/AAAAAAAAA5k/W86DKw05vtQ/s400/condo+037.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428329687226713826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa and Luke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1VNFa-bCZI/AAAAAAAAA5c/lg1_Kv9_Abk/s1600-h/condo+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1VNFa-bCZI/AAAAAAAAA5c/lg1_Kv9_Abk/s400/condo+040.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428329681400826258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-4366645581575528267?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/4366645581575528267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=4366645581575528267' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/4366645581575528267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/4366645581575528267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/01/grandmas-new-place.html' title='Change of Scenery'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1VNG1vjhEI/AAAAAAAAA58/DZkL5iXAns4/s72-c/condo+024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-570604261703497680</id><published>2010-01-18T21:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T22:07:01.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YMCA</title><content type='html'>Back at the beginning of the school year, we wanted Cole to get involved in sports, but realized that we had totally missed the registration dates for soccer, and t-ball wasn't going to start until Spring.  So, we decided to sign-up at the YMCA for some of their classes that would be fun for Cole until T-ball begins.  They offer a YouthFit class that Cole really loves.  He calls it his fitness class and it's just a lot of running around for about 45 min. plus some games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1VEui7Zp5I/AAAAAAAAA5U/xFkVs2nEpfk/s1600-h/condo+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1VEui7Zp5I/AAAAAAAAA5U/xFkVs2nEpfk/s400/condo+010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428320492305622930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1VEdSF9DfI/AAAAAAAAA5E/NEJF9JP-b54/s1600-h/condo+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1VEdSF9DfI/AAAAAAAAA5E/NEJF9JP-b54/s400/condo+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428320195728707058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also goes to the kids' Yoga class.  The room is very dark and very quiet.  The teacher insists on this and she even has them meditate at the beginning of class.  Needless to say, Luke and I usually go for a walk during this time.  Cole enjoys it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1VEdA9W6TI/AAAAAAAAA48/Kf2jc2kT_jw/s1600-h/condo+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1VEdA9W6TI/AAAAAAAAA48/Kf2jc2kT_jw/s400/condo+017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428320191129250098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1VEctKt7SI/AAAAAAAAA40/PWdMDkAYgOg/s1600-h/condo+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1VEctKt7SI/AAAAAAAAA40/PWdMDkAYgOg/s400/condo+018.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428320185816575266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1VEcO8JdZI/AAAAAAAAA4s/EnULGh2GQXE/s1600-h/condo+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1VEcO8JdZI/AAAAAAAAA4s/EnULGh2GQXE/s400/condo+019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428320177702401426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-570604261703497680?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/570604261703497680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=570604261703497680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/570604261703497680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/570604261703497680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/01/ymca.html' title='YMCA'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1VEui7Zp5I/AAAAAAAAA5U/xFkVs2nEpfk/s72-c/condo+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-9055487446806962606</id><published>2010-01-14T22:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T23:02:46.725-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1AKZgN1PGI/AAAAAAAAA4k/I7sTLYT3Pto/s1600-h/magicmountain+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1AKZgN1PGI/AAAAAAAAA4k/I7sTLYT3Pto/s400/magicmountain+032.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426848984242404450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clay was able to get some discounted park tickets through his work so we celebrated New Year's Day at Magic Mountain.  It was all the boys' first time there and they had a lot of fun!  Also, by coincidence, my dad was there with all the youth in his ward (it was a reward for those who had read the Book of Mormon last year).  It was so fun to get to see him and my mom and Katie and Mikey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1AIYJ8fa1I/AAAAAAAAA4U/p_36-qda2kE/s1600-h/magicmountain+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1AIYJ8fa1I/AAAAAAAAA4U/p_36-qda2kE/s400/magicmountain+027.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426846762060966738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent most of the day in Bugs Bunny land where we rode on this ride Tweety Bird style.  The grown-ups all looked so silly in the cages (or maybe Clay and I were the only grown-ups riding.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1AH3Z7rUMI/AAAAAAAAA38/7XOmZioD16A/s1600-h/magicmountain+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1AH3Z7rUMI/AAAAAAAAA38/7XOmZioD16A/s400/magicmountain+028.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426846199416836290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of the reason we had such a great time was because we never had to wait in line.  We could just walk right onto any ride we wanted.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1AH4MdnB7I/AAAAAAAAA4M/y8siSGn8gCE/s1600-h/magicmountain+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1AH4MdnB7I/AAAAAAAAA4M/y8siSGn8gCE/s400/magicmountain+017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426846212980934578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke went on tons of rides too.  He usually had a very serious look on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1AH31rFmXI/AAAAAAAAA4E/nBdodeD1VEA/s1600-h/magicmountain+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1AH31rFmXI/AAAAAAAAA4E/nBdodeD1VEA/s400/magicmountain+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426846206863448434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1AH29x2ZBI/AAAAAAAAA30/MKbaS4DSyaU/s1600-h/magicmountain+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1AH29x2ZBI/AAAAAAAAA30/MKbaS4DSyaU/s400/magicmountain+018.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426846191859426322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1AH2rzPQvI/AAAAAAAAA3s/ACAvbliuUK0/s1600-h/magicmountain+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1AH2rzPQvI/AAAAAAAAA3s/ACAvbliuUK0/s400/magicmountain+019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426846187033412338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1AG_W5svtI/AAAAAAAAA3k/X7pO23z_Wv8/s1600-h/magicmountain+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1AG_W5svtI/AAAAAAAAA3k/X7pO23z_Wv8/s400/magicmountain+025.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426845236530560722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1AIYQUAwyI/AAAAAAAAA4c/wr97kZJSywI/s1600-h/magicmountain+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1AIYQUAwyI/AAAAAAAAA4c/wr97kZJSywI/s400/magicmountain+024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426846763770233634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole and Luke as Elmer Fudd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1AG-4TI7ZI/AAAAAAAAA3c/P5s2A0uyhWY/s1600-h/magicmountain+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1AG-4TI7ZI/AAAAAAAAA3c/P5s2A0uyhWY/s400/magicmountain+036.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426845228315766162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1AG-lSNdZI/AAAAAAAAA3U/Itj9blLVYg4/s1600-h/magicmountain+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1AG-lSNdZI/AAAAAAAAA3U/Itj9blLVYg4/s400/magicmountain+033.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426845223211595154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1AG-DtkE8I/AAAAAAAAA3M/J_iVD6uXdC8/s1600-h/magicmountain+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1AG-DtkE8I/AAAAAAAAA3M/J_iVD6uXdC8/s400/magicmountain+039.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426845214199518146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thomas Town actually just has 2 rides.  Cole got to ride on Percy over and over.  Every time the ride would end, all the kids would say, "One more time, one more time!".  And away they would go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1AG98LkDFI/AAAAAAAAA3E/XIm8bER6cM0/s1600-h/magicmountain+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1AG98LkDFI/AAAAAAAAA3E/XIm8bER6cM0/s400/magicmountain+041.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426845212177861714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1AGIfol3hI/AAAAAAAAA20/lTj22yyYLXM/s1600-h/magicmountain+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1AGIfol3hI/AAAAAAAAA20/lTj22yyYLXM/s400/magicmountain+042.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426844293981920786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1AGIyJBHTI/AAAAAAAAA28/I4V0Uv_jpaY/s1600-h/magicmountain+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1AGIyJBHTI/AAAAAAAAA28/I4V0Uv_jpaY/s400/magicmountain+040.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426844298949762354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other ride is Thomas, complete with coaches Annie and Clarabel.  It's a nice slow train ride where you get to see Tidmouth sheds and the animal farm and Brendham Docks and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1AGH5JoogI/AAAAAAAAA2s/N1EZ3jeu-_Y/s1600-h/magicmountain+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1AGH5JoogI/AAAAAAAAA2s/N1EZ3jeu-_Y/s400/magicmountain+043.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426844283651531266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were fun family rides that we all went on together and some that were really pretty thrilling.  Cole went on this ride, Ninja, 5 times!  I was shocked that he wasn't terrified by it.  When I rode with him, I was the one screaming and he was just smiling and laughing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1AGHXujjmI/AAAAAAAAA2k/ygIJsM55J6Q/s1600-h/magicmountain+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1AGHXujjmI/AAAAAAAAA2k/ygIJsM55J6Q/s400/magicmountain+047.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426844274679582306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1AGHE1hq-I/AAAAAAAAA2c/DwS2HeELVCY/s1600-h/magicmountain+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1AGHE1hq-I/AAAAAAAAA2c/DwS2HeELVCY/s400/magicmountain+048.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426844269608545250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-9055487446806962606?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/9055487446806962606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=9055487446806962606' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/9055487446806962606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/9055487446806962606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-years-day.html' title='New Year&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S1AKZgN1PGI/AAAAAAAAA4k/I7sTLYT3Pto/s72-c/magicmountain+032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-6733906951472647187</id><published>2010-01-03T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T21:18:24.654-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Advice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S0F6GItfVUI/AAAAAAAAA2E/K6gNiti1NlY/s1600-h/acrylic_mirror_100263%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S0F6GItfVUI/AAAAAAAAA2E/K6gNiti1NlY/s400/acrylic_mirror_100263%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422749672166872386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to help out in primary today.  During sharing time, the teacher took out a mirror that had the words "I am a child of God " taped to it.  She had one of the young boys look into the mirror and asked him, "What does the mirror tell you?"  He responded, "That I'm a child of God and I look good."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this answer!  I think we all should say it everytime we look in the mirror.  Say it with utter conviction.  &lt;strong&gt;I am a child of God and I look good!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-6733906951472647187?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/6733906951472647187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=6733906951472647187' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/6733906951472647187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/6733906951472647187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2010/01/good-advice.html' title='Good Advice'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/S0F6GItfVUI/AAAAAAAAA2E/K6gNiti1NlY/s72-c/acrylic_mirror_100263%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-831063715959041288</id><published>2009-12-29T21:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T22:43:08.137-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SzrqNvBVcLI/AAAAAAAAA18/Q2knQSeReA8/s1600-h/christmas2009+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420902623175078066 border=0 alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SzrqNvBVcLI/AAAAAAAAA18/Q2knQSeReA8/s400/christmas2009+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SzrqNJd-9II/AAAAAAAAA10/bb9JzFPq-Ns/s1600-h/christmas2009+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420902613094691970 border=0 alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SzrqNJd-9II/AAAAAAAAA10/bb9JzFPq-Ns/s400/christmas2009+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; Cole keeps asking me, "So what was my MAIN present this year?" I keep telling him it was this Powerwing scooter, but I guess it must not have made such a big impression on him. I think he'll see how cool it is though once we take it to the park. &lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SzrpcElT5vI/AAAAAAAAA1s/xx4yZOGzUmU/s1600-h/christmas2009+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420901769969657586 border=0 alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SzrpcElT5vI/AAAAAAAAA1s/xx4yZOGzUmU/s400/christmas2009+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; I knew we had to get Luke a car. There are two cars like this in nursery, and Luke constantly gets into fights over them. He has practically been living in this car since he opened it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SzrpbxDImNI/AAAAAAAAA1k/zC0BN03T-k0/s1600-h/christmas2009+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420901764726036690 border=0 alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SzrpbxDImNI/AAAAAAAAA1k/zC0BN03T-k0/s400/christmas2009+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; We seemed to have a theme this year among the gifts: Spongebob! &lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SzrpbdSp1MI/AAAAAAAAA1c/pO_c5pDD2xM/s1600-h/christmas2009+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420901759422420162 border=0 alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SzrpbdSp1MI/AAAAAAAAA1c/pO_c5pDD2xM/s400/christmas2009+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; My mom and dad got them a McDonald's drive thru. They love it and one night discovered that they could really get the full drive thru experience by using Luke's car. It was so fun to watch. &lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Szrpa_odjZI/AAAAAAAAA1U/p7gFmgWv3aQ/s1600-h/christmas2009+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420901751460826514 border=0 alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Szrpa_odjZI/AAAAAAAAA1U/p7gFmgWv3aQ/s400/christmas2009+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SzrpaH2iCYI/AAAAAAAAA1M/3IFS4uyRmQk/s1600-h/christmas2009+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420901736487455106 border=0 alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SzrpaH2iCYI/AAAAAAAAA1M/3IFS4uyRmQk/s400/christmas2009+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-831063715959041288?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/831063715959041288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=831063715959041288' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/831063715959041288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/831063715959041288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-morning.html' title='Christmas Morning'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SzrqNvBVcLI/AAAAAAAAA18/Q2knQSeReA8/s72-c/christmas2009+075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-4403196139161965924</id><published>2009-12-29T21:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T21:41:10.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jimmy's Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SzrhL0a-n2I/AAAAAAAAA0M/w8dAGvq1K4M/s1600-h/christmas2009+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SzrhL0a-n2I/AAAAAAAAA0M/w8dAGvq1K4M/s400/christmas2009+014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420892694660423522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is at my parent's house as we're heading out to the car to drive to Jimmy's Christmas Eve party.  Luke, along with the rest of the grandchildren, cannot pass by these jolly, dancing, singing snow men without stopping to dance a bit with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SzrikpG_MnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/NzXzirsNCmU/s1600-h/christmas2009+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SzrikpG_MnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/NzXzirsNCmU/s400/christmas2009+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420894220632142450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke goes right up to them and stomps his foot so they'll start moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SzrhMNrG0nI/AAAAAAAAA0U/9-_QJJP3MXY/s1600-h/christmas2009+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SzrhMNrG0nI/AAAAAAAAA0U/9-_QJJP3MXY/s400/christmas2009+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420892701438956146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we made it to the car, we drove to my uncle Jimmy's house.  Every year my mom's side of the family has a big Christmas Eve party.  For the last several years, it has been hosted by my mom's brother, Jimmy.  His house was so beautifully decorated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SzrkwUHsgOI/AAAAAAAAA0k/HUM3owDegzY/s1600-h/christmas2009+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SzrkwUHsgOI/AAAAAAAAA0k/HUM3owDegzY/s400/christmas2009+020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420896620179652834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SzrlXaQ62mI/AAAAAAAAA08/p-krXu8nrq8/s1600-h/christmas2009+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SzrlXaQ62mI/AAAAAAAAA08/p-krXu8nrq8/s400/christmas2009+050.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420897291843852898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was so delicious.  I love Jimmy's tradition of setting out a two pound box of Sees nuts and chews.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SzrkxPMV7LI/AAAAAAAAA00/2OLkES-pVhs/s1600-h/christmas2009+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SzrkxPMV7LI/AAAAAAAAA00/2OLkES-pVhs/s400/christmas2009+028.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420896636036836530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Szrkw5gqbaI/AAAAAAAAA0s/75Ku0VDzJtQ/s1600-h/christmas2009+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Szrkw5gqbaI/AAAAAAAAA0s/75Ku0VDzJtQ/s400/christmas2009+042.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420896630216486306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SzrmiEJZFFI/AAAAAAAAA1E/6f-K4Awmf_A/s1600-h/christmas2009+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SzrmiEJZFFI/AAAAAAAAA1E/6f-K4Awmf_A/s400/christmas2009+030.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420898574396888146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite part of Christmas Eve is the music.  Cole and Luke started the singing off with "Little Drummer Boy" (Cole did the singing, Luke did the drumming).  My brother sang, some of the cousins sang, we all sang Christmas songs from the hymn book together, Jimmy sang "O Holy Night" which is always amazing, and my grandma and grandpa sang Silent Night, which is also a tradition.  The singing was so fun and beautiful and I love how EVERYONE gets choked up mid-song and struggles to get out the words.  That is what Christmas is all about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-4403196139161965924?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/4403196139161965924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=4403196139161965924' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/4403196139161965924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/4403196139161965924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2009/12/jimmys-christmas-eve.html' title='Jimmy&apos;s Christmas Eve'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SzrhL0a-n2I/AAAAAAAAA0M/w8dAGvq1K4M/s72-c/christmas2009+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-1667286335718905621</id><published>2009-12-20T18:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T19:42:02.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One of the things I love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Sy7lfJtanDI/AAAAAAAAAz8/iXH5T8j0p7M/s1600-h/carafttime+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Sy7lfJtanDI/AAAAAAAAAz8/iXH5T8j0p7M/s400/carafttime+014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417519725118397490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; One of the things I love about Kindergarten is all of the arts and crafts that Cole brings home that become a colorful collage on the fridge.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Sy7lSrTnKTI/AAAAAAAAAz0/R-QB9S-tOsc/s1600-h/carafttime+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Sy7lSrTnKTI/AAAAAAAAAz0/R-QB9S-tOsc/s400/carafttime+015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417519510798674226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His class made some beautiful things for the holidays including this votive made out of a baby food jar, stickers and salt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Sy7lSNOYxeI/AAAAAAAAAzs/_msU0dcOfso/s1600-h/carafttime+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Sy7lSNOYxeI/AAAAAAAAAzs/_msU0dcOfso/s400/carafttime+017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417519502723696098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Cole was younger, I used to have to beg him to do crafts with me.  I would say things like, "Please Cole, if you finish coloring this I'll give you a...".  But the last couple years things have really turned around.  He loves making things out of pipe cleaners and pom poms and glue and felt and...toilet paper rolls.  He made our tree topper last year.  He wanted to re-create his small stuffed polar bear that wears a purple scarf and hat. Now I ask you, how many people can say that they have a toilet paper roll on top of their tree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Sy7lR5xJA0I/AAAAAAAAAzk/mhp6GeFlxJI/s1600-h/carafttime+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Sy7lR5xJA0I/AAAAAAAAAzk/mhp6GeFlxJI/s400/carafttime+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417519497500754754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another toilet paper roll craft designed by Cole.  It's a penguin that he decided would make a good pencil holder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Sy7lRYqLqfI/AAAAAAAAAzc/mBXop9kxzVc/s1600-h/carafttime+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Sy7lRYqLqfI/AAAAAAAAAzc/mBXop9kxzVc/s400/carafttime+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417519488613198322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a funny bird, and baby bird.  I love the bird's string tail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Sy7lQ4PjAeI/AAAAAAAAAzU/uORWmuoeeH8/s1600-h/carafttime+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Sy7lQ4PjAeI/AAAAAAAAAzU/uORWmuoeeH8/s400/carafttime+019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417519479911547362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a penguin ornament.&lt;a href="http://"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="mrshomeec.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-1667286335718905621?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/1667286335718905621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=1667286335718905621' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/1667286335718905621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/1667286335718905621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2009/12/one-of-things-i-love-about-kindergarten.html' title='One of the things I love'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Sy7lfJtanDI/AAAAAAAAAz8/iXH5T8j0p7M/s72-c/carafttime+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-7754821028916781648</id><published>2009-12-15T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T20:42:32.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raisins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SyhlMeqNjmI/AAAAAAAAAzM/xShwJDD_szc/s1600-h/tumblr_kqpfaz7eCk1qzm6mho1_400%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SyhlMeqNjmI/AAAAAAAAAzM/xShwJDD_szc/s400/tumblr_kqpfaz7eCk1qzm6mho1_400%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415689816975969890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since Cole was little, every time a Sun-Maid Raisins commercial came on, he would say, "Mommy, that's you!", implying that I look like the girl, not the raisins.  I definitely don't agree, and don't expect anyone else to, I just don't look anything like her.  I guess to kids, just having the same hair color makes people look alike.  &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, now Luke joins in with Cole when this commercial comes on and so I get to hear my two little boys say each time, "That's you" and "dat you".  It makes me laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-7754821028916781648?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/7754821028916781648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=7754821028916781648' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/7754821028916781648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/7754821028916781648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2009/12/raisins.html' title='Raisins'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SyhlMeqNjmI/AAAAAAAAAzM/xShwJDD_szc/s72-c/tumblr_kqpfaz7eCk1qzm6mho1_400%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-6725677332174760304</id><published>2009-12-15T20:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T20:44:22.889-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vet</title><content type='html'>Cole's class had a vet come speak to them about her job.  They each got to take home a plastic bag containing a pair of gloves, a mask, a tongue depressor, a bandage, and one of those head cover things.  So tonight Cole wanted to have his own pet clinic.  Thanks to his vast knowledge of animal care and animal medicine, he was able to help Mr. Turtle, Lickin' Lollipops, and CTR bear reach a full recovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SyheZ_Y_6dI/AAAAAAAAAzE/k7jb7_mYGNs/s1600-h/vet+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SyheZ_Y_6dI/AAAAAAAAAzE/k7jb7_mYGNs/s400/vet+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415682352519047634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His care included listening to heart beats, lung sounds, and grumbly tumblies with his stethoscope,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SyheZgB5e0I/AAAAAAAAAy8/RvnhnsMwZ_c/s1600-h/vet3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SyheZgB5e0I/AAAAAAAAAy8/RvnhnsMwZ_c/s400/vet3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415682344100657986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bandaging up cuts,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SyheZN03lXI/AAAAAAAAAy0/eWZFRaHiyOs/s1600-h/vet+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SyheZN03lXI/AAAAAAAAAy0/eWZFRaHiyOs/s400/vet+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415682339214169458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taking temperatures,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SyheYuIeJ3I/AAAAAAAAAys/zJrFgGBeJVI/s1600-h/vet1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SyheYuIeJ3I/AAAAAAAAAys/zJrFgGBeJVI/s400/vet1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415682330706454386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and administering breathing treatments via aerochamber.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-6725677332174760304?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/6725677332174760304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=6725677332174760304' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/6725677332174760304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/6725677332174760304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2009/12/vet.html' title='Vet'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SyheZ_Y_6dI/AAAAAAAAAzE/k7jb7_mYGNs/s72-c/vet+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-5162772508710523265</id><published>2009-12-10T12:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T16:02:30.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not easy "seeing" green</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SyFfZoXKdRI/AAAAAAAAAyk/YWSrq_sIbHQ/s1600-h/kinderzoo+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SyFfZoXKdRI/AAAAAAAAAyk/YWSrq_sIbHQ/s400/kinderzoo+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413713121011987730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole's class earned a small party by filling up the class bucket with good behavior drops.  For the celebration, they had a Kindergarten Zoo where each child was to dress up as an animal.  The kids all laughed and laughed when the teacher revealed her penguin costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SyFfZRyopBI/AAAAAAAAAyc/nMqRqWqKCVA/s1600-h/kinderzoo+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SyFfZRyopBI/AAAAAAAAAyc/nMqRqWqKCVA/s400/kinderzoo+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413713114953196562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SyFfY9bpdLI/AAAAAAAAAyU/1B03BVlgc2E/s1600-h/kinderzoo+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SyFfY9bpdLI/AAAAAAAAAyU/1B03BVlgc2E/s400/kinderzoo+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413713109488071858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole decided to be a frog which was wonderful for him because his favorite color is green.  This brings up an interesting point though.  Colors are all mixed up in his head due to some mild color blindness.  Sometimes he gets them right, but he always has to ask which crayon is the right color when he does his homework.  So after I had put the green make-up on Cole's face I showed him in the mirror and he asked, "Why didn't you make my whole face green?"  All he could see were the two or three darker green dots.  Though later he said he was starting to see the lighter green in the background.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-5162772508710523265?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/5162772508710523265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=5162772508710523265' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/5162772508710523265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/5162772508710523265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2009/12/kindergarten-zoo.html' title='It&apos;s not easy &quot;seeing&quot; green'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SyFfZoXKdRI/AAAAAAAAAyk/YWSrq_sIbHQ/s72-c/kinderzoo+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-3591812957925158908</id><published>2009-12-07T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T23:14:35.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gumball machine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Sx38HsN5nkI/AAAAAAAAAyM/zLDStiZTnXM/s1600-h/thanksgiving09+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Sx38HsN5nkI/AAAAAAAAAyM/zLDStiZTnXM/s400/thanksgiving09+013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412759536227950146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom bought Cole this funny little gumball machine.  I just think this picture is so silly.  You can't see the tupperware filled with Grandpa's loose change sitting next to him, but it just makes me think of the simple pleasures in life: a miniature gumball machine and a bunch of coins.  Yes, this is bliss to a 5 year old.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-3591812957925158908?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/3591812957925158908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=3591812957925158908' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/3591812957925158908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/3591812957925158908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2009/12/gumball-machine.html' title='Gumball machine'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Sx38HsN5nkI/AAAAAAAAAyM/zLDStiZTnXM/s72-c/thanksgiving09+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-7428375926556081492</id><published>2009-12-07T22:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T23:09:30.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My B-day</title><content type='html'>My sister Emily was so kind to watch the boys while me and Clay had some birthday fun.  Clay was so sweet to take me to see this.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Sx33u7n9IwI/AAAAAAAAAx8/Ff8Caq05OJg/s1600-h/thanksgiving09+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Sx33u7n9IwI/AAAAAAAAAx8/Ff8Caq05OJg/s400/thanksgiving09+010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412754712820523778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Sx33vUwVAUI/AAAAAAAAAyE/5RH-5IaH1q4/s1600-h/NewMoonWallpaper1680x10501-300x187%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 187px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Sx33vUwVAUI/AAAAAAAAAyE/5RH-5IaH1q4/s400/NewMoonWallpaper1680x10501-300x187%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412754719566528834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My review: LOVED IT!!!  I had heard both good and bad about this movie but I knew I would love it and I did!  Oh I loved all the characters; the wolf pack, the Volturi, Alice, and Jessica was even pretty funny.  Go see New Moon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from the movie, that morning I finished up part 1 of a project I'm working on.  I'm trying to make a sort-of scrapbook kind of thing about my grandpa (my mom's dad.)  I want it to have pictures of him, but it will mostly be his stories.  So on my birthday, I was able to finish interviewing him and video recording him telling his history, advice for posterity, testimony, etc.  He is amazing and the stories he shared with me are golden.  I'm thrilled about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, Clay and I also enjoyed shopping, trying on fancy formal dresses (well, just me) and going out to dinner.  Oh my goodness, I ate way too much at dinner. I  felt so stuffed and it was so freezing outside that we put off doing more shopping to just sit in the car with the heater on for a while.  I only mention this because it was so wonderful--laying in the reclined passenger seat, heat on, just talking to Clay, having his undivided attention.  It was lovely.  I had a great birthday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-7428375926556081492?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/7428375926556081492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=7428375926556081492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/7428375926556081492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/7428375926556081492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-b-day.html' title='My B-day'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Sx33u7n9IwI/AAAAAAAAAx8/Ff8Caq05OJg/s72-c/thanksgiving09+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-4628585241153330388</id><published>2009-12-07T22:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T22:51:10.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>This year we spent Thanksgiving with Clay's parents.  Suzanne prepared a beautiful feast for everyone and we helped a little with side dishes.  It was all so delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Sx3x6wnEi3I/AAAAAAAAAxs/tHLrcX7fjR0/s1600-h/thanksgiving09+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Sx3x6wnEi3I/AAAAAAAAAxs/tHLrcX7fjR0/s400/thanksgiving09+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412748318952688498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is the lovely couple, Mark and Corrine.  It was nice to see them and get to know Corrine better.  She is wonderful and obviously head-over-heals in-love. Mark and Corrine will be getting married in Feb.  We are very excited to have her as a sister soon! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Sx30hGV8zNI/AAAAAAAAAx0/hc-k2N3MJNg/s1600-h/thanksgiving09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Sx30hGV8zNI/AAAAAAAAAx0/hc-k2N3MJNg/s400/thanksgiving09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412751176644742354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke had his own private feast a couple hours later after he woke up from his nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Sx3x6bgBdCI/AAAAAAAAAxk/CclpNDOYPuE/s1600-h/thanksgiving09+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Sx3x6bgBdCI/AAAAAAAAAxk/CclpNDOYPuE/s400/thanksgiving09+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412748313285981218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Sx3x54wkvgI/AAAAAAAAAxc/OD5n4zMp6Sk/s1600-h/thanksgiving09+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Sx3x54wkvgI/AAAAAAAAAxc/OD5n4zMp6Sk/s400/thanksgiving09+009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412748303960161794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-4628585241153330388?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/4628585241153330388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=4628585241153330388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/4628585241153330388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/4628585241153330388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2009/12/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Sx3x6wnEi3I/AAAAAAAAAxs/tHLrcX7fjR0/s72-c/thanksgiving09+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-7997506782016534949</id><published>2009-11-23T22:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T22:24:24.104-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Inspiring</title><content type='html'>Our ward had a musical fireside last night.  I brought Cole with me and while he fell asleep almost immediately, I really enjoyed it.  The absolute best part was the last solo number "Bring Him Home" sung by our Bishop.  It was amazing!  The song is from Les Miserables.  The Bishop said that he was dedicating it to the missionaries who were serving from our ward.  Hearing the song from that perspective makes it so powerful.  His voice was phenomenal and sounded just like Jon Valjean.  Just to refresh your memory, here are the words to "Bring Him Home".  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Valjean is standing over Marius at the barricade)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VALJEAN&lt;br /&gt;God on high&lt;br /&gt;Hear my prayer&lt;br /&gt;In my need&lt;br /&gt;You have always been there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is young&lt;br /&gt;He's afraid&lt;br /&gt;Let him rest&lt;br /&gt;Heaven blessed.&lt;br /&gt;Bring him home&lt;br /&gt;Bring him home&lt;br /&gt;Bring him home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's like the son I might have known&lt;br /&gt;If God had granted me a son.&lt;br /&gt;The summers die&lt;br /&gt;One by one&lt;br /&gt;How soon they fly&lt;br /&gt;On and on&lt;br /&gt;And I am old&lt;br /&gt;And will be gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring him peace&lt;br /&gt;Bring him joy&lt;br /&gt;He is young&lt;br /&gt;He is only a boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can take&lt;br /&gt;You can give&lt;br /&gt;Let him be&lt;br /&gt;Let him live&lt;br /&gt;If I die, let me die&lt;br /&gt;Let him live&lt;br /&gt;Bring him home&lt;br /&gt;Bring him home&lt;br /&gt;Bring him home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-7997506782016534949?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/7997506782016534949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=7997506782016534949' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/7997506782016534949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/7997506782016534949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-inspiring.html' title='So Inspiring'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-1954624672518323070</id><published>2009-11-23T22:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T22:10:57.164-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Another Day in Paradise</title><content type='html'>We went on another beach trip with Jaime and her boys today.  We stayed for hours and had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Swt4aKHM-6I/AAAAAAAAAxU/7GDAooJst5M/s1600/pilgrim+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Swt4aKHM-6I/AAAAAAAAAxU/7GDAooJst5M/s400/pilgrim+030.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407548168374909858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Swt4Zg1PZNI/AAAAAAAAAxM/OoEvyZzZVsE/s1600/pilgrim+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Swt4Zg1PZNI/AAAAAAAAAxM/OoEvyZzZVsE/s400/pilgrim+034.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407548157293716690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Swt4ZHI97kI/AAAAAAAAAxE/c2dZQnX1LZs/s1600/pilgrim+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Swt4ZHI97kI/AAAAAAAAAxE/c2dZQnX1LZs/s400/pilgrim+036.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407548150397136450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Swt4YhqNSNI/AAAAAAAAAw8/AD3d6ijo27c/s1600/pilgrim+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Swt4YhqNSNI/AAAAAAAAAw8/AD3d6ijo27c/s400/pilgrim+032.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407548140336007378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Swt4YG4lZLI/AAAAAAAAAw0/1eNRL0Udk3c/s1600/pilgrim+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Swt4YG4lZLI/AAAAAAAAAw0/1eNRL0Udk3c/s400/pilgrim+033.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407548133148550322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-1954624672518323070?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/1954624672518323070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=1954624672518323070' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/1954624672518323070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/1954624672518323070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-another-day-in-paradise.html' title='Just Another Day in Paradise'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Swt4aKHM-6I/AAAAAAAAAxU/7GDAooJst5M/s72-c/pilgrim+030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-7096841036373694556</id><published>2009-11-23T21:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T22:04:51.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A sad little pilgrim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SwtxJflYzkI/AAAAAAAAAws/eJorLEqX8hk/s1600/pilgrim+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SwtxJflYzkI/AAAAAAAAAws/eJorLEqX8hk/s400/pilgrim+014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407540185499487810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole's class did a Thanksgiving program last Friday.  They sang four cute songs: Five Fat Turkeys Are We, This Land Is Your Land, Albequerque Turkey, and A Turkey Ran Away.  I love Kindergarten!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cole got throught the first 3 songs just fine, but by the time I took this picture, sadness had hit.  He later explained that he was sad because at the end of the third song, he didn't hear me laugh.  I did infact laugh, the song had a cute punchline at the end, but of course, he couldn't hear me because of the large, noisy crowd.  He was expecting to hear his mommy's laugh clear as a bell.  I assured him that I laughed and that helped him a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SwtxIvZ-4MI/AAAAAAAAAwk/PIhByG5U91U/s1600/pilgrim+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SwtxIvZ-4MI/AAAAAAAAAwk/PIhByG5U91U/s400/pilgrim+023.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407540172566749378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the song, the kinders walked to their feast.  The picnic table looked very festive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SwtxIJaeyZI/AAAAAAAAAwc/rIm831vEntU/s1600/pilgrim+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SwtxIJaeyZI/AAAAAAAAAwc/rIm831vEntU/s400/pilgrim+017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407540162368293266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, sadness again!  This time he is nervous about the food.  His teacher encouraged the kids to try a taste of everything so he thought he really had to and was cringing at everything he saw being placed on his plate.  His teacher quickly came along and removed the offending foods from his sight.  He finally was able to eat some mashed potatoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SwtxHzKBjaI/AAAAAAAAAwU/cakTKgPkNI0/s1600/pilgrim+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SwtxHzKBjaI/AAAAAAAAAwU/cakTKgPkNI0/s400/pilgrim+021.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407540156393688482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just so hard to be a pilgrim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-7096841036373694556?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/7096841036373694556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=7096841036373694556' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/7096841036373694556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/7096841036373694556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2009/11/sad-little-pilgrim.html' title='A sad little pilgrim'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SwtxJflYzkI/AAAAAAAAAws/eJorLEqX8hk/s72-c/pilgrim+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-6529414968201404875</id><published>2009-11-23T21:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T21:33:20.841-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why exercise is bad for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SwtpzJNNlGI/AAAAAAAAAwM/RjLIkattpDU/s1600/pilgrim+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SwtpzJNNlGI/AAAAAAAAAwM/RjLIkattpDU/s400/pilgrim+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407532104953992290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My poor, sweet Clay.  Last week, while he was at work, he decided to do some light exercise during his lunchbreak.  So he walked down to the train station, where there is a large flight of stairs, and went walking up and down the stairs for a little workout.  Afterwards, as he was walking back to the office, he started to feel a little dizzy, lightheaded, etc. So he stopped, leaned against a pole for support, and then passed out.  A lady who was walking by called an ambulance.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Clay came to, he told the lady that he was fine and he needed to get back to work.  She insisted that he just lay still.  He didn't realize that his head was bleeding and dripping quite a bit of blood all over his nice dress shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the hospital he had to get staples for the cut on the back of his head.  Also, he had to stay overnight so the doctor could run some cardiac tests on him (Clay's heart rate has always been low so they thought his heart might have contributed to the fainting).  The tests were inconclusive, but Clay had had enough of the hospital and came home instead of staying another night.  He did however have some nice conversations with the 600 lb man who shared a room with him.  The other two men in the room were older; one of them liked to take off his gown and put it over his head, and the other never spoke.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Swtpyt3DLgI/AAAAAAAAAwE/48zhff8RZk8/s1600/pilgrim+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Swtpyt3DLgI/AAAAAAAAAwE/48zhff8RZk8/s400/pilgrim+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407532097613278722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classic: eating McDonald's instead of the terrible hospital food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SwtpySpsBdI/AAAAAAAAAv8/6rrwRp0Fl5A/s1600/pilgrim+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SwtpySpsBdI/AAAAAAAAAv8/6rrwRp0Fl5A/s400/pilgrim+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407532090309477842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, totally corny picture of me and Clay holding hands.  But I just loved that I got to go cuddle with him that night (thanks Jaime for watching the boys!) and I loved holding his hand, and it was such a role reversal to have him be the one connected to an IV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update: Clay is feeling great and will be following up with more tests with his regular doctor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-6529414968201404875?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/6529414968201404875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=6529414968201404875' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/6529414968201404875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/6529414968201404875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2009/11/why-exercise-is-bad-for-you.html' title='Why exercise is bad for you'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SwtpzJNNlGI/AAAAAAAAAwM/RjLIkattpDU/s72-c/pilgrim+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-9024110103855958262</id><published>2009-11-17T00:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T00:36:11.978-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On dresses</title><content type='html'>I love all the girly stuff that's out there.  And if I had a little girl, I would have her wear fluffy, ruffly, sparkly dresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SwJe-huGkoI/AAAAAAAAAv0/fbucyC993Nw/s1600/675460_fpx%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 327px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SwJe-huGkoI/AAAAAAAAAv0/fbucyC993Nw/s400/675460_fpx%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404986931094655618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This dress is similar to the dresses Cole and I saw at Costco today.  I had to laugh at what he said when he saw the rack of dresses like this.  He pointed to the dresses and said,&lt;br /&gt;"Oh look Mommy, they're still selling Halloween costumes!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-9024110103855958262?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/9024110103855958262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=9024110103855958262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/9024110103855958262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/9024110103855958262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2009/11/on-dresses.html' title='On dresses'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SwJe-huGkoI/AAAAAAAAAv0/fbucyC993Nw/s72-c/675460_fpx%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-6393775653636584667</id><published>2009-11-17T00:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T00:23:43.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Giant Pumpkin</title><content type='html'>Clay's parents grew giant pumpkins in their garden this year.  We were more than happy to take one of them home, which we did at the end of September.  We didn't think this huge pumkin would last until Halloween, but it did, and well beyond.  Clay and the boys finally decided it was time to carve it and see what kind of a mess was inside.  This pumpkin, or Jim as Cole calls it, is not without blemish.  In fact, it looks like it has some abnormal facial growths, but we still think its great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SwJaghZkNmI/AAAAAAAAAvk/EztTGWVahco/s1600/pumpkin+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SwJaghZkNmI/AAAAAAAAAvk/EztTGWVahco/s400/pumpkin+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404982017565931106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made a wonderful seat,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SwJagYa-aUI/AAAAAAAAAvc/85wOewm_Uvs/s1600/pumpkin+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SwJagYa-aUI/AAAAAAAAAvc/85wOewm_Uvs/s400/pumpkin+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404982015155923266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a wonderful stool,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SwJagBmZFkI/AAAAAAAAAvU/FOOYPFw7SrY/s1600/pumpkin+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SwJagBmZFkI/AAAAAAAAAvU/FOOYPFw7SrY/s400/pumpkin+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404982009029793346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a wonderful companion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SwJafkKcYlI/AAAAAAAAAvM/DBUkxx_P6Us/s1600/pumpkin+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SwJafkKcYlI/AAAAAAAAAvM/DBUkxx_P6Us/s400/pumpkin+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404982001127940690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a wonderful treat.  Thanks Jim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SwJdep5392I/AAAAAAAAAvs/H0BMPU1jrPw/s1600/pumpkin_seeds_2%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 353px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SwJdep5392I/AAAAAAAAAvs/H0BMPU1jrPw/s400/pumpkin_seeds_2%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404985284024072034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-6393775653636584667?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/6393775653636584667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=6393775653636584667' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/6393775653636584667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/6393775653636584667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2009/11/our-giant-pumpkin.html' title='Our Giant Pumpkin'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SwJaghZkNmI/AAAAAAAAAvk/EztTGWVahco/s72-c/pumpkin+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-5119531309176728141</id><published>2009-11-12T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T23:43:46.932-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Park</title><content type='html'>We've lived here for over a year, but we just learned about this beautiful park, just 10 minutes or so from home.  We had a lovely afternoon playing there on Veteren's day.  Several of Cole's classmates had decided to go there too, coincidently, which made it extra exciting. I love that there's a nice, small bike path that circles the playground so Cole can ride while Luke and I play and he always stays in sight.  There's other bike paths that just go on and on that we'll need to explore more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Sv0NQUSVO7I/AAAAAAAAAvE/p8W_1b5bGpI/s1600-h/newpark+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Sv0NQUSVO7I/AAAAAAAAAvE/p8W_1b5bGpI/s400/newpark+021.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403489701889129394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Sv0NQNpCFqI/AAAAAAAAAu8/aaIEMSMPEnw/s1600-h/newpark+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Sv0NQNpCFqI/AAAAAAAAAu8/aaIEMSMPEnw/s400/newpark+018.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403489700105295522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A popular activity at this park is playing in the bushes!  There are little paths and tunnels all through them, like a maze, with many entrances and exits. Cole and his buddies love running through the bushes and feeling like little adventurers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Sv0NPq8hZgI/AAAAAAAAAu0/VouMHwEEpWg/s1600-h/newpark+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Sv0NPq8hZgI/AAAAAAAAAu0/VouMHwEEpWg/s400/newpark+015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403489690791798274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-5119531309176728141?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/5119531309176728141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=5119531309176728141' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/5119531309176728141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/5119531309176728141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-park.html' title='A New Park'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Sv0NQUSVO7I/AAAAAAAAAvE/p8W_1b5bGpI/s72-c/newpark+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-6254447339076647322</id><published>2009-11-10T22:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T22:49:12.359-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A birthday card</title><content type='html'>It was Clay's mom's birthday last week so the boys gave her this card.  This card idea was not my own.  But I thought I'd pass the idea along cause it was pretty fun to make.  And lets be real, I'm proud of it, I'd like to show it off, no way to sugar coat that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SvpeSO7rpwI/AAAAAAAAAuk/5xfgi9fEIc4/s1600-h/birthday+card+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SvpeSO7rpwI/AAAAAAAAAuk/5xfgi9fEIc4/s400/birthday+card+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402734370323408642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SvpeRlMtHiI/AAAAAAAAAuc/Mvh6FaPwNlc/s1600-h/birthday+card+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SvpeRlMtHiI/AAAAAAAAAuc/Mvh6FaPwNlc/s400/birthday+card+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402734359120518690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SvpeEJzxNrI/AAAAAAAAAuU/LGJloH1i1v4/s1600-h/birthday+card+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SvpeEJzxNrI/AAAAAAAAAuU/LGJloH1i1v4/s400/birthday+card+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402734128429872818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SvpeD6bjq4I/AAAAAAAAAuM/GOB8_108cPs/s1600-h/birthday+card+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SvpeD6bjq4I/AAAAAAAAAuM/GOB8_108cPs/s400/birthday+card+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402734124301790082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SvpeDqitzPI/AAAAAAAAAuE/BCjZfGTA1rg/s1600-h/birthday+card+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SvpeDqitzPI/AAAAAAAAAuE/BCjZfGTA1rg/s400/birthday+card+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402734120036846834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SvpeDFoPRII/AAAAAAAAAt8/pbDPCKcKTVw/s1600-h/birthday+card+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SvpeDFoPRII/AAAAAAAAAt8/pbDPCKcKTVw/s400/birthday+card+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402734110127899778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SvpeCoVyZEI/AAAAAAAAAt0/0wLBWwjHnuI/s1600-h/birthday+card+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SvpeCoVyZEI/AAAAAAAAAt0/0wLBWwjHnuI/s400/birthday+card+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402734102265881666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-6254447339076647322?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/6254447339076647322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=6254447339076647322' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/6254447339076647322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/6254447339076647322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2009/11/birthday-card.html' title='A birthday card'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SvpeSO7rpwI/AAAAAAAAAuk/5xfgi9fEIc4/s72-c/birthday+card+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-7779908974918554767</id><published>2009-11-10T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T22:40:31.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say Cheese</title><content type='html'>Cole finally got his school pictures back.  I love this boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SvpcRHQjZ_I/AAAAAAAAAts/gHRe6yxNnnc/s1600-h/saycheese1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 281px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SvpcRHQjZ_I/AAAAAAAAAts/gHRe6yxNnnc/s400/saycheese1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402732152060340210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061725907603210915-7779908974918554767?l=clayandamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/feeds/7779908974918554767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061725907603210915&amp;postID=7779908974918554767' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/7779908974918554767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061725907603210915/posts/default/7779908974918554767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandamy.blogspot.com/2009/11/say-cheese.html' title='Say Cheese'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11143306547392389230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/SvpcRHQjZ_I/AAAAAAAAAts/gHRe6yxNnnc/s72-c/saycheese1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061725907603210915.post-1483497065898595537</id><published>2009-11-01T16:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T17:37:51.158-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>Cole and Luke had a great Halloween.  We all had so much fun! On Friday, Cole's school had a costume parade.  All the kinders were asked to wear black so they could all be spiders.  Cole really enjoyed the Halloween party that his class had that day too.  I love how school just enhances holiday fun.  He made so many cute halloween crafts and halloween books, and they even had a pumpkin day where they each brought in a pumpkin to do math and science activities with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Su4pKKruL0I/AAAAAAAAAtk/3E0739MLRnA/s1600-h/halloween2009+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Su4pKKruL0I/AAAAAAAAAtk/3E0739MLRnA/s400/halloween2009+014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399298257906970434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Su4ovJAa3RI/AAAAAAAAAtc/GVygWDypiww/s1600-h/halloween2009+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Su4ovJAa3RI/AAAAAAAAAtc/GVygWDypiww/s400/halloween2009+026.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399297793600445714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night we went to Steve and Breanne's Halloween party.  Where to begin...it was just...wow!  Breanne must have pulled some all-nighters getting their home ready. (I didn't take pics of the decor because I'm sure Breanne will post better pictures than my camera can take.)  Anyway, Luke and cousin Connor had a blast playing in Blake and Malia's room, which gave me freedom to enjoy some of the amazing food.  Breanne really thought of everything.  Their place looked awesome, their costumes were great, and there was just tray after tray of deliciously spooky food and treats.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Su4oukYEkNI/AAAAAAAAAtU/9-8i9lS7WI8/s1600-h/halloween2009+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Su4oukYEkNI/AAAAAAAAAtU/9-8i9lS7WI8/s400/halloween2009+028.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399297783767535826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Halloween, Cole enjoyed frosting some sugar cookies with his grandma and cousins.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Su4ouU9Vu6I/AAAAAAAAAtM/WCebqy9bvWg/s1600-h/halloween2009+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Su4ouU9Vu6I/AAAAAAAAAtM/WCebqy9bvWg/s400/halloween2009+032.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399297779628882850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Su4ot1TUzgI/AAAAAAAAAtE/ZatLiRbIJng/s1600-h/halloween2009+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Su4ot1TUzgI/AAAAAAAAAtE/ZatLiRbIJng/s400/halloween2009+033.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399297771131162114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we all drove to great grandma Lyla's and great grandpa Tommy's to deliver some of the cookie masterpieces and show them the kids costumes.  Getting a picture of them all together like this was not easy.  The big kids had to hold firmly onto the little guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Su4otqHHNGI/AAAAAAAAAs8/J2UWQaa4KmU/s1600-h/halloween2009+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Su4otqHHNGI/AAAAAAAAAs8/J2UWQaa4KmU/s400/halloween2009+036.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399297768127149154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night we attended my parents' ward trunk or treat.  Here's Cole and Luke crossing swords. Cole was a knight, in case that was unclear, (it does kind of look like a space suit), and Luke was our prince (bummer--he NEVER let me put his gold crown on him.)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Su4oDTC3GcI/AAAAAAAAAs0/g-rlCOD2mbY/s1600-h/halloween2009+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Su4oDTC3GcI/AAAAAAAAAs0/g-rlCOD2mbY/s400/halloween2009+042.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399297040380795330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Su4oDDjJnxI/AAAAAAAAAss/sPoozz5ceH0/s1600-h/halloween2009+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPOMTS2mWik/Su4oDDjJnxI/AAAAAAAAAss/sPoozz5ceH0/s400/halloween2009+043.jp
