<?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-5632292362493768475</id><updated>2011-12-05T21:57:15.494-06:00</updated><category term='sonogram'/><category term='germs'/><category term='mean bunny'/><category term='sippy swap'/><category term='registry'/><category term='terrible twos'/><category term='1st haircut'/><category term='1st Birthday for our baby'/><category term='why do they grow up so fast'/><category term='angels in our midst'/><category term='12 weeks'/><category term='heart attacks'/><category term='messy baby'/><category term='Super Iz'/><category term='laughter'/><category term='my remote'/><category term='Lent'/><category term='Easter Day'/><category term='little boy blue'/><category term='smart kids'/><category term='sweet potatoes'/><category term='snowy wonderland'/><category term='fluid levels'/><category term='Scottish Rite Hospital'/><category term='dangerous kids'/><category term='baby names'/><category term='no sleep'/><category term='pretty blonde baby'/><category term='Iz can stand all by herself'/><category term='happiness'/><category term='6 months'/><category term='cake'/><category term='sweet Izzie'/><category term='passionflower'/><category term='pneumonia'/><category term='hip dysplasia'/><category term='green goo'/><title type='text'>Five times the fun!</title><subtitle type='html'>Watch our family grow through the ups and downs in that scary world where the children outnumber the parents</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>280</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-26147833679050857</id><published>2009-12-01T20:34:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T21:50:16.257-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up with the Bennights....part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Halloween:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They were cute. This was the girl's first year to actually make it for trick or treating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SxXTgizWb3I/AAAAAAAAB9w/PuNeHgGDQbw/s1600/IMG_2854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410463083406978930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SxXTgizWb3I/AAAAAAAAB9w/PuNeHgGDQbw/s400/IMG_2854.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SxXTgQX-x1I/AAAAAAAAB9o/nxCn33f2TkE/s1600/IMG_2844_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410463078460344146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SxXTgQX-x1I/AAAAAAAAB9o/nxCn33f2TkE/s400/IMG_2844_edited.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SxXTH7Lkv7I/AAAAAAAAB9g/zTTKevLRhTE/s1600/IMG_2848_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410462639154451250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SxXTGr1S0zI/AAAAAAAAB9A/p6dhbZdQMlo/s400/IMG_2839_edited.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-26147833679050857?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/26147833679050857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=26147833679050857&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/26147833679050857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/26147833679050857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2009/12/catching-up-with-bennightspart-1.html' title='Catching up with the Bennights....part 1'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SxXTgizWb3I/AAAAAAAAB9w/PuNeHgGDQbw/s72-c/IMG_2854.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-6834895427116223334</id><published>2009-10-13T14:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T15:02:58.925-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Somewhere...just south of crazy!</title><content type='html'>Yes, I have not blogged in ages.  Yes, I am a horrible blogger.  I started this blog to keep family and friends who live far away (and some near) up to date with our ever growing family. (And I mean growing the sense of getting bigger NOT adding another person).  We have started a new year, with new changes for everyone.  Here are a few updates on everyone-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J started 4th grade this year.  I can't believe he will have just one more year of grade school before entering Middle school.  That just seems crazy to me.  What else seems impossible?  He will be 10 in 2 days.  It feels like yesterday that I was waiting 4 more weeks to meet my baby boy when a semi-routine Drs appt caught PROM (water broke too early).  My brother was there with me at the time.  They couldn't find Jacob's dad since he was at work and not answering the phone.  Brendan and niece Hannah (only 8 weeks old) kept me calm during the transit to the hospital and L&amp;amp;D department while I waited for the rest of my family to get there.  It seems like yesterday.  Has it really been 10 years?&lt;br /&gt;He is growing like crazy and hoping to start up swim team again, and play baseball in the spring.  His foot is bigger than mine, and he could probably wear my clothes.  I think next year at this time he will be bigger than me. His new area of interest is in acting.  We are currently looking for acting classes and hoping he enjoys acting on the stage as much as he does at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brad-&lt;br /&gt;Brad started 2 new jobs this fall.  One as a teacher of Harpsichord at UNT (he's done that before) and the other as a part-time stay at home dad.  The girls love him!  They have really developed strong relationships with him that make me feel very good about our new family life.  He is better than  me at helping Jacob with homework after school as well. I lack patience in the area of teaching numbers...but Brad has a way with getting though to students.  Oh wait....THAT'S why he is the teacher in the family, and not me.  Ha!&lt;br /&gt;Our schedules are pretty opposite.  I come home from work and on three days out of five he passes me in the driveway on his way to teach.  I miss him very much, but we have started having date night and lunches.  Balance will resume one of these years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabel is growing up WAY too fast.  She started pre-school for the first time this year and can already recognize all letters of the alphabet (lower and upper case) and give you an example of a word that starts with the letter.  This blows my mind.  I have never seen a young 2 year old with this knowledge.  I know they exist, but believe me when I say we have a bright one on our hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma is in year 2 of pre-school and has finally come out of her shell.  She loves going to school, and seeing her friends and teacher.  This year we moved schools so her and Iz could be at the same school.  Every Wednesday she has chapel and twice a week they go to computer lab.  E says her favorite part of the day is computer.  Her class also memorizes Bible verses.  They have a Bible bead bracelet and they get a bead when they say a verse.  She said the first one flawlessly, and she is already prepared for this Friday. I can't wait to see both of the girls in their Christmas show this December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, we've had some changes. I will try to get some pics of the kids up soon.  Come back and see us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-6834895427116223334?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/6834895427116223334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=6834895427116223334&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/6834895427116223334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/6834895427116223334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2009/10/somewherejust-south-of-crazy.html' title='Somewhere...just south of crazy!'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-5262687421653790890</id><published>2009-09-13T20:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T20:36:43.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First week?</title><content type='html'>So, how did we do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you really measure.  I managed to get to work every day. Brad survived with the kids.  In fact, the first day of work I came home to a clean house and prepared dinner.  I could totally get used to that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may have not mentioned that the day after I was given the position at my new company, Brad was contacted by UNT asking him to teach harpsichord.  He of course accepted, but the juggling of children has really been a nightmare.  I only took my job with the intention that Brad would be home with them. We are looking for a permanent solution to the problem of every other Tuesday and  every Friday morning. Every other Tuesday he teaches down at Baylor and the girls don't have school.  I was hoping to be able to interview sitters at some point and find a great solution, but the idea of bringing a stranger into our house is daunting.   Dad has agreed to help in the short term.  I would like to eventually have someone to relieve him though so he can continue enjoying retirement. We also need someone every Friday morning for Isabel while Brad is teaching and Emma is at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of school....I LOVE the girl's new school!  They attend a Christian Academy much like the school I attended as a child.  They attend M/W's and E also goes every Friday. It goes from toddlers up through 8th grade.  We have entertained the idea of moving Jacob over as well.  It would be hard on him in the beginning, but he makes friends easily. I firmly believe I had a superior education afforded to me by attending a private Christian school.  And I did attend public high school...so I DO know the difference.  Night and day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabel had a great first day of school (it was the first time she had ever attended).  I peaked in the window after we dropped her and she was actively engaged in what the kids were doing. Emma was a little different story.  We arrived late and she has chapel on Wednesdays.  The kids were all packed into the theater singing songs and clapping.  She seemed quite shy to let go of my leg.  Her teacher came over and reassured her, and she was off.  It was a good day for all. They are right across the highway from my office, so it helps knowing they are less than 5 minutes away if they ever need their mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all exhausted with our new go go go schedule. I usually leave the house by 7 am and get home just after 4:30.  I wake Jacob up on my way out, but Brad has to get the girls up, fed and ready for school. Tomorrow will be his first day completely on his own.   I am starting to appreciate the weekends more than I have in a long time.  Now if I could just figure out how to provide healthy home cooked meals for my family and fit in my workouts....there just aren't enough hours in the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-5262687421653790890?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/5262687421653790890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=5262687421653790890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/5262687421653790890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/5262687421653790890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-week.html' title='First week?'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-547766923266402347</id><published>2009-09-04T15:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T15:12:28.125-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3 isms</title><content type='html'>Today while visiting a potential pre-school for the girls (whose mascot happens to be a Lion) I asked E if she would like to go to school here and be a (name of school) Lion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She answered deliberately:&lt;br /&gt;"I don't want to be a lion, I want to be a flamingo".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-547766923266402347?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/547766923266402347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=547766923266402347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/547766923266402347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/547766923266402347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2009/09/3-isms.html' title='3 isms'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-5690947713283050920</id><published>2009-09-03T13:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T14:02:41.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No fear</title><content type='html'>I didn't mean to scare anyone by the last blog post.  We just have a lot going on here in the household.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I decided back in June I wanted to go back to work.  Monday I was offered a position at a software company in the Sales and Marketing department.  For now it is "temporary" filling in for someone on maternity leave until March 1 of next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The catch is that it is full time.  I have been home with my babies since they were born, and we will all need a period of adjustment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brad has eagerly accepted the challenge of being a (mostly) stay at home dad. This week we are looking for a loving and nurturing Christian pre-school to allow Brad to teach his harpsichord lessons as needed. The school E attended last year has no openings this year for their age groups.  And both girls will need to be cared for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changes changes changes.  Must trust in God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-5690947713283050920?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/5690947713283050920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=5690947713283050920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/5690947713283050920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/5690947713283050920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-fear.html' title='No fear'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-7070172129897840397</id><published>2009-09-02T15:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T15:18:52.811-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Has it really been this long?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Wow. I didn't realize the blog had fallen of the face of the web. We went on our annual beach trip, came home to no internet for a week, then the hussle of birthday parties and school starting has made time for blogging non-existent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The beach trip was wonderful as usual. It rained more than it did last year, which made me sad (being the beach bum I am). But it didn't really affect the girls. They weren't really fans of the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are just a few pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sp7SPTpqmTI/AAAAAAAAB84/tltR5PI3wb0/s1600-h/IMG_1069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376966165541853490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sp7SPTpqmTI/AAAAAAAAB84/tltR5PI3wb0/s400/IMG_1069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sp7SOyifmeI/AAAAAAAAB8w/RHv8t5LF6sQ/s1600-h/IMG_1043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376966156653402594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sp7SOyifmeI/AAAAAAAAB8w/RHv8t5LF6sQ/s400/IMG_1043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sp7SOoBy2kI/AAAAAAAAB8o/cxyF24ciFuI/s1600-h/IMG_1034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376966153831897666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sp7SOoBy2kI/AAAAAAAAB8o/cxyF24ciFuI/s400/IMG_1034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376966151230092850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sp7SOeVedjI/AAAAAAAAB8g/90mKp5EoYV0/s400/IMG_1086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sp7RO1J8m7I/AAAAAAAAB8Y/1KAsYUKuavs/s1600-h/IMG_1025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376965057844124594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sp7RO1J8m7I/AAAAAAAAB8Y/1KAsYUKuavs/s400/IMG_1025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sp7ROnXtpXI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/BhTXaH7anpY/s1600-h/IMG_1028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376965054143767922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sp7ROnXtpXI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/BhTXaH7anpY/s400/IMG_1028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sp7ROIxF94I/AAAAAAAAB8I/UfI53Fj_PwI/s1600-h/IMG_1027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376965045928720258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sp7ROIxF94I/AAAAAAAAB8I/UfI53Fj_PwI/s400/IMG_1027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sp7RNhImdBI/AAAAAAAAB8A/w73wE57q2zk/s1600-h/IMG_1021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376965035289900050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sp7RNhImdBI/AAAAAAAAB8A/w73wE57q2zk/s400/IMG_1021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sp7RNRt2UCI/AAAAAAAAB74/F-YbHD04XFI/s1600-h/IMG_1008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376965031151161378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sp7RNRt2UCI/AAAAAAAAB74/F-YbHD04XFI/s400/IMG_1008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for the rest of life...things have gone crazy.  You'll have to trust me for now and just pray that our family is easily adaptable.  I will post more about these changes as they become more clear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God bless!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-7070172129897840397?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/7070172129897840397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=7070172129897840397&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/7070172129897840397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/7070172129897840397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2009/09/has-it-really-been-this-long.html' title='Has it really been this long?'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sp7SPTpqmTI/AAAAAAAAB84/tltR5PI3wb0/s72-c/IMG_1069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-5076452269798547901</id><published>2009-07-23T00:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T00:07:04.995-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Two year old talk</title><content type='html'>The girls were playing outside today while I was making lists for our annual beach trip (we leave on Friday for a week). I noticed that E was holding dish towels and handed one to Iz as she said....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Here Izzie, put this on your head.  I am Mary and you are God". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed so hard my iced tea came through my nose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-5076452269798547901?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/5076452269798547901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=5076452269798547901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/5076452269798547901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/5076452269798547901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2009/07/two-year-old-talk.html' title='Two year old talk'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-5364717355501277776</id><published>2009-07-09T15:12:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T15:17:17.371-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Royalty rules!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Isabel received a few cards with money in them for her Bday. My first thought was to buy her something she needs (the girls are in desperate need of clothes for fall and pajamas)...but then in the birthday spirit I let her decide what she wanted. She wanted princess shoes.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only way I could buy princess shoes at 8 pm on a Sunday was to buy the whole princess outfits. Since she loves dress up, we bought two outfits complete with shoes and purses. Iz loves the "Apple princess" costume so much, she doesn't mind sharing with sis. They pretty much live in these costumes now...so I guess we don't really need clothes as much as  I thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SlZPzGg2m0I/AAAAAAAAB7w/Gc12ah79WYY/s1600-h/IMG_2893_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 291px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356556546144115522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SlZPzGg2m0I/AAAAAAAAB7w/Gc12ah79WYY/s400/IMG_2893_edited.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-5364717355501277776?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/5364717355501277776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=5364717355501277776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/5364717355501277776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/5364717355501277776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2009/07/royalty-rules.html' title='Royalty rules!'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SlZPzGg2m0I/AAAAAAAAB7w/Gc12ah79WYY/s72-c/IMG_2893_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-8570344512513200977</id><published>2009-07-02T15:22:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T15:28:22.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Then and now...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353961444311215186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sk0XkS1OrFI/AAAAAAAAB7g/Aneb6RzAm2w/s400/IMG_0727.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; July 4- 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353961449821922386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sk0XknXFZFI/AAAAAAAAB7o/uAeuSYlmR5M/s400/11401923002_12919247002_1000.jpg" /&gt;June 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any questions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAPPY 2nd BIRTHDAY ISABEL!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-8570344512513200977?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/8570344512513200977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=8570344512513200977&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/8570344512513200977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/8570344512513200977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2009/07/then-and-now.html' title='Then and now...'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sk0XkS1OrFI/AAAAAAAAB7g/Aneb6RzAm2w/s72-c/IMG_0727.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-551931543707514962</id><published>2009-06-30T14:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T11:47:51.232-05:00</updated><title type='text'>GIrls in curls</title><content type='html'>Pictures of the girls were a part of Brad's father's day present. (He also got a home made ice cream maker, something he has wanted forever). He always wishes that he could freeze time and keep the girls this age forever. I handed him a collage frame with some of these in it and said "I can't keep them this age forever, but here is what I CAN do".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend, Dawn (also Jacob's god mommy), is a natural photographer, and is the only person I've ever known to be able to capture all three of my children's personality on film. The dresses they are wearing wear purchased by Brad in Peru last year while he was touring in South America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were SO many beautiful images to choose from, but here are some of my personal favorites.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SkuRuXamVNI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/CNAvNkbKpnE/s1600-h/11401861002_12919214002_1002_0065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353532807805555922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SkuRuXamVNI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/CNAvNkbKpnE/s400/11401861002_12919214002_1002_0065.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SkuSD_9ZojI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/C1RQDAwBSsU/s1600-h/11401872002_12920809002_1000_0002_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353533179466195506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SkuSD_9ZojI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/C1RQDAwBSsU/s400/11401872002_12920809002_1000_0002_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SkuSDtDMp7I/AAAAAAAAB7Q/HaMBFQvurAo/s1600-h/11401871002_12920806002_1002_0064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353533174390237106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SkuSDtDMp7I/AAAAAAAAB7Q/HaMBFQvurAo/s400/11401871002_12920806002_1002_0064.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SkuSDFgZC1I/AAAAAAAAB7I/p-vsNKQWmts/s1600-h/11401870002_12919241002_1001_0062_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353533163775265618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SkuSDFgZC1I/AAAAAAAAB7I/p-vsNKQWmts/s400/11401870002_12919241002_1001_0062_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SkuSCzg_C-I/AAAAAAAAB7A/Ft3GnPZydKI/s1600-h/11401869002_12919236002_1001_0061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353533158945917922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SkuSCzg_C-I/AAAAAAAAB7A/Ft3GnPZydKI/s400/11401869002_12919236002_1001_0061.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SkuSCutPcuI/AAAAAAAAB64/WaqfelV0afk/s1600-h/11401868002_12920799002_1001_0060_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353533157655147234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SkuSCutPcuI/AAAAAAAAB64/WaqfelV0afk/s400/11401868002_12920799002_1001_0060_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SkuRvWF5q8I/AAAAAAAAB6w/D1lRLDWIQxs/s1600-h/11401867002_12919233002_1001_0059_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353532824630176706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SkuRvWF5q8I/AAAAAAAAB6w/D1lRLDWIQxs/s400/11401867002_12919233002_1001_0059_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SkuRvPU4E6I/AAAAAAAAB6o/ezSTvjpcRYA/s1600-h/11401865002_12920797002_1001_0058_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353532822813938594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SkuRvPU4E6I/AAAAAAAAB6o/ezSTvjpcRYA/s400/11401865002_12920797002_1001_0058_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SkuRu1cazzI/AAAAAAAAB6g/AHgbhE3opB0/s1600-h/11401864002_12920795002_1002_0063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353532815866253106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SkuRu1cazzI/AAAAAAAAB6g/AHgbhE3opB0/s400/11401864002_12920795002_1002_0063.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SkuRuu5UwZI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/ql78eTkPCTc/s1600-h/11401863002_12919227002_1001_0057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353532814108443026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SkuRuu5UwZI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/ql78eTkPCTc/s400/11401863002_12919227002_1001_0057.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SkuRuXamVNI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/CNAvNkbKpnE/s1600-h/11401861002_12919214002_1002_0065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353532807805555922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SkuRuXamVNI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/CNAvNkbKpnE/s400/11401861002_12919214002_1002_0065.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-551931543707514962?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/551931543707514962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=551931543707514962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/551931543707514962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/551931543707514962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2009/06/girls-in-curls.html' title='GIrls in curls'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SkuRuXamVNI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/CNAvNkbKpnE/s72-c/11401861002_12919214002_1002_0065.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-6293152137452890620</id><published>2009-06-15T22:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T11:14:48.785-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A day in my life!</title><content type='html'>Being a parent is one of life's greatest sources of entertainment. At least once a day all three of my children say something that is news worthy...at least in my eyes. The cuteness never ceases to amaze me. These quotes happened in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thepast&lt;/span&gt; couple of days. I am hoping to blog about these memorable words so one day, when they are all grown up, and being cranky teenagers, I can look back to time when they were naive innocent and brilliant, all at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll start with the oldest. This one needs no setting up except for the fact that it was completely random. Nothing was on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; or anywhere around us regarding the topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacob: "Mommy...I don't think I will ever run for President"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Phew, that's a relief! But what made you decide that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacob: "Well, I'm going to be in a band...so I can buy a mansion. And I don't really want to live in the White House. You have to actually WORK when you live there and I will already have a job...playing in a band. Oh and some presidents get shot."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one might be my favorite. This one needs a little background info. We had severe storms blow through last Wednesday and knock down several trees and power in our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;neighborhood&lt;/span&gt;. The surrounding area was hit pretty hard as well. We promised Emma we would take her to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; Disney princess store if she took a nap on Thursday. (Which she did). We went to the store and it was closed due to store damage. Oh, and my parents were out of town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we took her on the carousel instead. She didn't seem to be too bothered by it. Until we were driving to church on Sunday and I heard this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mommy, I need Papa to come home so he can fix the Disney princess store so I can go shopping and buy Apple princess (aka Snow White)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And finally our little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Izzie&lt;/span&gt; B.  She has a sweet demeanor that is very tender at times.  She will come up and put your face in her hands, stroking your cheek and whispering softly to you.  Sometimes she does this while saying "go to sleep" or "I love you".  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday at lunch she was stroking my face sweetly and looking into my eyes.  Then she lovingly whispered, "Mommy....you have boogers".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-6293152137452890620?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/6293152137452890620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=6293152137452890620&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/6293152137452890620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/6293152137452890620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-in-my-life.html' title='A day in my life!'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-4338080205357209458</id><published>2009-06-06T23:12:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T23:23:08.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Communion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;What can I say? She was absolutely beautiful. Friends who saw her said she looked like"a princess" ..."an angel". She was breathtaking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will say she had a wonderful day. She said she didn't want "Jesus' blood because it's gross". But as we walked away from the rail she changed her mind and we kindly, yet firmly, reminded her it was too late and she could try again next week. She received some beautiful gifts including three necklaces (one of which she wears every day from god parents Allen and Cynde) a little girl's Bible from Nana and Papa, and a beautiful angel figurine from god parents Blair and Lisa. Here are some photos of our beautiful angel from God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SitAElxN1kI/AAAAAAAAB6I/QUvATOkZZfM/s1600-h/IMG_2846_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 204px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344435830407419458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SitAElxN1kI/AAAAAAAAB6I/QUvATOkZZfM/s400/IMG_2846_edited.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SitAEbd5vKI/AAAAAAAAB6A/HuQjt2OtRNg/s1600-h/IMG_2844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344435827642055842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SitAEbd5vKI/AAAAAAAAB6A/HuQjt2OtRNg/s400/IMG_2844.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sis_REuf_eI/AAAAAAAAB54/-8cm6g2X9Xk/s1600-h/IMG_2849_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344434945364327906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sis_REuf_eI/AAAAAAAAB54/-8cm6g2X9Xk/s400/IMG_2849_edited.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 376px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344434943244378866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sis_Q81EIvI/AAAAAAAAB5w/iWz3qvEVWSk/s400/IMG_2850_edited.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sis_Q_Du_5I/AAAAAAAAB5o/IdnHUQIHyx4/s1600-h/IMG_2851_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 312px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344434943842779026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sis_Q_Du_5I/AAAAAAAAB5o/IdnHUQIHyx4/s400/IMG_2851_edited.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sis_QoLGLiI/AAAAAAAAB5g/8gcUcuCRdho/s1600-h/IMG_2852_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344434937699642914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sis_QoLGLiI/AAAAAAAAB5g/8gcUcuCRdho/s400/IMG_2852_edited.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sis_QYaEpxI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/PIukbtZm-0U/s1600-h/IMG_2855_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344434933467490066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sis_QYaEpxI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/PIukbtZm-0U/s400/IMG_2855_edited.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-4338080205357209458?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/4338080205357209458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=4338080205357209458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/4338080205357209458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/4338080205357209458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-communion.html' title='The First Communion'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SitAElxN1kI/AAAAAAAAB6I/QUvATOkZZfM/s72-c/IMG_2846_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-4477950046222571595</id><published>2009-06-02T13:13:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T13:43:30.845-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dress rehearsal and dance recital</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day of the recital:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hair and make-up done!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342795510465173986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SiVsNZzUGeI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/bylG7c220Cw/s400/IMG_2825_edited.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ready for the show!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342795501955751202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SiVsM6GgnSI/AAAAAAAAB4A/0foUftIt13A/s400/IMG_2821_edited.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 329px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342795505011817778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SiVsNFfIfTI/AAAAAAAAB4I/MJp3C1rktzI/s400/IMG_2824_edited.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E refused to nap on Friday, so on the way to the dress rehearsal she passed out &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and proceeded to stay asleep in my lap until right before her class went onstage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342795515758530946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SiVsNthWUYI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/rh1zhdm1OfE/s400/IMG_2827.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Day of the recital:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After a minor tap shoe emergency was solved by Super Nana, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we were off and ready for the show!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342796711806525602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SiVtTVJaYKI/AAAAAAAAB5A/bEqlPMbUvI0/s400/IMG_2832.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342796713663531234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SiVtTcEKCOI/AAAAAAAAB5I/CI86kTiZYWQ/s400/IMG_2831.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just happy to be here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342795514492200802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SiVsNozbp2I/AAAAAAAAB4g/4jRRzBG15CE/s400/IMG_2830_edited.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here she is!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342796706741891522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SiVtTCR6McI/AAAAAAAAB44/N2NKJKmwt3k/s400/IMG_2834.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With daddy after the show. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342796705636288050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SiVtS-KUBjI/AAAAAAAAB4w/fvpdrzOoBPs/s400/IMG_2835.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Flowers for a job well done!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 378px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342796701699923666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SiVtSvfz3tI/AAAAAAAAB4o/dqY5Nneph_k/s400/IMG_2836_edited.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's all folks!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SiVtcxzMINI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/1Sng51krw3E/s1600-h/IMG_2839_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342796874116767954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SiVtcxzMINI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/1Sng51krw3E/s400/IMG_2839_edited.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-4477950046222571595?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/4477950046222571595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=4477950046222571595&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/4477950046222571595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/4477950046222571595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2009/06/dress-rehearsal-and-dance-recital.html' title='Dress rehearsal and dance recital'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SiVsNZzUGeI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/bylG7c220Cw/s72-c/IMG_2825_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-1518559389048822386</id><published>2009-05-27T13:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T13:16:52.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Such a big girl!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sh2BEoXHF7I/AAAAAAAAB34/mt4TnjAHaiM/s1600-h/communion1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340566649685088178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sh2BEoXHF7I/AAAAAAAAB34/mt4TnjAHaiM/s400/communion1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma will be taking her First Communion this coming Sunday (Pentecost). She has had a series of classes preparing her for this big step. We weren't sure we were doing the right thing by having her do this at such an early age. Fr. D assured us that is she felt like she was being left out at the altar, then she was ready. Several outbursts (during Communion) later, we signed her up. "I WANT SOME!" she would scream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past Sunday (her last class) as she sat in class quietly with her legs crossed and hands folded in her lap, I wondered if she was hearing anything at all. Would she go away with a message at all? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She has picked out a beautiful pink dress and "princess" crown with veil to wear on Sunday. While trying to figure out her hair in the veil yesterday we talked about the reason she was wearing this beautiful dress and veil. "Are you ready to take your First Communion?" I asked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Yea, Jesus' body" she said. My mom had mentioned she said this the day before but I was skeptical until I heard it myself. If she has that figured out...I think she is more read than some adults. I'm so proud of my girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-1518559389048822386?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/1518559389048822386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=1518559389048822386&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/1518559389048822386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/1518559389048822386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2009/05/such-big-girl.html' title='Such a big girl!'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sh2BEoXHF7I/AAAAAAAAB34/mt4TnjAHaiM/s72-c/communion1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-1471910066042846604</id><published>2009-05-22T08:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T08:58:09.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'>E prepares for her first dance recital</title><content type='html'>E will be performing in her first dance recital next Saturday.  Last week they had studio pictures, so we we able to try on the costumes and see what adjustments need to be made.  She wasn't really sure what was going on, but she looked pretty cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will be tap dancing to "Big Girls Don't Cry!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Shau2MSFW3I/AAAAAAAAB3w/Fa41t5k41CQ/s1600-h/IMG_2799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338646654327544690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Shau2MSFW3I/AAAAAAAAB3w/Fa41t5k41CQ/s400/IMG_2799.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Shau1wih78I/AAAAAAAAB3o/eqdKorA3Mlc/s1600-h/IMG_2797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338646646880333762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Shau1wih78I/AAAAAAAAB3o/eqdKorA3Mlc/s400/IMG_2797.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Shau1_q4QwI/AAAAAAAAB3g/Q3uViNcuXt0/s1600-h/IMG_2796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338646650941883138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Shau1_q4QwI/AAAAAAAAB3g/Q3uViNcuXt0/s400/IMG_2796.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Shau1ofL2LI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/c49JccLcjko/s1600-h/IMG_2795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338646644718819506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Shau1ofL2LI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/c49JccLcjko/s400/IMG_2795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Shau1b2x9YI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/3LCBc-wbvZs/s1600-h/IMG_2793_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338646641328125314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Shau1b2x9YI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/3LCBc-wbvZs/s400/IMG_2793_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-1471910066042846604?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/1471910066042846604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Shau2MSFW3I/AAAAAAAAB3w/Fa41t5k41CQ/s72-c/IMG_2799.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-5728678566603247653</id><published>2009-05-20T13:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T14:13:35.737-05:00</updated><title type='text'>E's American Idol moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Pretty good pitch for a 2 year old...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cbacf26612eb3c31" 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" 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-4328354059249337155</id><published>2009-05-13T14:42:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T15:33:29.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My day</title><content type='html'>Mother's day this year was great! We had to get up and go to church early this year since E had a First Communion class. (She will have FC on May 31st). We got up and were dressed for church in plenty of time so naturally I wanted a picture of all my kids dressed in clothes that were actually clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SgsqXN5_F-I/AAAAAAAAB2Y/cBwH05aeEsM/s1600-h/IMG_2752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335404761908713442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SgsqXN5_F-I/AAAAAAAAB2Y/cBwH05aeEsM/s400/IMG_2752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sgsj2ELBFZI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/3ho05Qp74U8/s1600-h/IMG_2750_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335397595290342802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 326px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sgsj2ELBFZI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/3ho05Qp74U8/s400/IMG_2750_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sgsj2BryuSI/AAAAAAAAB2I/stufScLhgSg/s1600-h/IMG_2746_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335397594622507298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sgsj2BryuSI/AAAAAAAAB2I/stufScLhgSg/s400/IMG_2746_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335397587281495682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sgsj1mVjxoI/AAAAAAAAB1w/GgA1yU8JBVk/s400/IMG_2734.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335397592784026482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sgsj161du3I/AAAAAAAAB2A/prvTBo8xQqM/s400/IMG_2749.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After church B went and got sandwiches for us to eat and I opened my wonderful gifts. This year I had two vases of flowers, new jammies, and a sa gift certificate. What mom wouldn't love all of that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335404767529699410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SgsqXi2IiFI/AAAAAAAAB2w/QFgmsBbJQgQ/s400/IMG_2773.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went to mom/dad's for his Bday party. The kids had a great time running around and eating cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335404767304848418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SgsqXiAhlCI/AAAAAAAAB24/nxAGuWZXhMw/s400/IMG_2774_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335404760482854546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SgsqXImCNpI/AAAAAAAAB2g/GWnz476PlyQ/s400/IMG_2756.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls decided they needed new princess nighties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335404762853726866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SgsqXRbS2pI/AAAAAAAAB2o/0CfrTnUbFkU/s400/IMG_2758.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335408789267849554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 329px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SgsuBo_OoVI/AAAAAAAAB3A/N-WJUwMhGSY/s400/IMG_2778_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Watching Lady and the Tramp for the 100th time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335408789254519602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SgsuBo8DOzI/AAAAAAAAB3I/uA8TS0s-g5s/s400/IMG_2777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-4328354059249337155?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/4328354059249337155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=4328354059249337155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/4328354059249337155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/4328354059249337155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-day.html' title='My day'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SgsqXN5_F-I/AAAAAAAAB2Y/cBwH05aeEsM/s72-c/IMG_2752.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-4152422612729723663</id><published>2009-05-04T15:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T15:12:43.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just the two of us...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Can you feel the love??? Yeah...YOU can because I don't take pics of the fighting. But doesn't all this just make you want to say....."AHHhhhhhh"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sf9L5urpNLI/AAAAAAAAB1o/cmiFSc2fqz8/s1600-h/IMG_2722_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332063938985669810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sf9L5urpNLI/AAAAAAAAB1o/cmiFSc2fqz8/s400/IMG_2722_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sf9L5dpZo4I/AAAAAAAAB1g/yvWPxK0I8Rw/s1600-h/IMG_2720_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332063934412858242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sf9L5dpZo4I/AAAAAAAAB1g/yvWPxK0I8Rw/s400/IMG_2720_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sf9L5CT9dfI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/_3-uk0h1wwc/s1600-h/IMG_2700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332063927075173874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sf9L5CT9dfI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/_3-uk0h1wwc/s400/IMG_2700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sf9L5J58wsI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/DcVomhFJCLg/s1600-h/IMG_2699_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332063929113559746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sf9L5J58wsI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/DcVomhFJCLg/s400/IMG_2699_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sf9L4-WfllI/AAAAAAAAB1I/_vvmYavN4Ko/s1600-h/IMG_2694_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332063926012057170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sf9L4-WfllI/AAAAAAAAB1I/_vvmYavN4Ko/s400/IMG_2694_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-4152422612729723663?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/4152422612729723663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=4152422612729723663&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/4152422612729723663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/4152422612729723663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-two-of-us.html' title='Just the two of us...'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sf9L5urpNLI/AAAAAAAAB1o/cmiFSc2fqz8/s72-c/IMG_2722_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-1362932759206025755</id><published>2009-04-28T09:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T09:51:02.709-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter...take 2.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SfcXrobQFtI/AAAAAAAAB1A/b_vV8yKTdFM/s1600-h/IMG_2707_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329754722369803986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SfcXrobQFtI/AAAAAAAAB1A/b_vV8yKTdFM/s400/IMG_2707_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SfcXro1M9aI/AAAAAAAAB04/EOfvDX6XEcU/s1600-h/IMG_2708_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329754722478650786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SfcXro1M9aI/AAAAAAAAB04/EOfvDX6XEcU/s400/IMG_2708_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Easter in North Texas was rainy and dreary. I sang a solo at two services, and had to be at church bright and early. B got the girls up and took them to my parent's house before he went to church. There, they were dressed and taken to church with my folks. They got to hunt eggs inside. At our church, the egg hunt was postponed until the following week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are the pics I did manage to snap of the girls. It was  windy outside and they were fighting with the hats most of the time. But they did get quite a bit of loot. When all was said and done, E had 4 eggs hunts this year, and Iz had 3. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SfcXRnnZxsI/AAAAAAAAB0w/3l6bP6q5Vmk/s1600-h/IMG_2706_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329754275475736258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SfcXRnnZxsI/AAAAAAAAB0w/3l6bP6q5Vmk/s400/IMG_2706_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SfcXRfe4TMI/AAAAAAAAB0o/yTuLacDA6ks/s1600-h/IMG_2714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329754273292504258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SfcXRfe4TMI/AAAAAAAAB0o/yTuLacDA6ks/s400/IMG_2714.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SfcXRECl2CI/AAAAAAAAB0g/3UM347m7RJ0/s1600-h/IMG_2716_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329754265926096930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 324px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SfcXRECl2CI/AAAAAAAAB0g/3UM347m7RJ0/s400/IMG_2716_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SfcXRF1bPiI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/SCZErbqpQnA/s1600-h/IMG_2709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329754266407747106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SfcXRF1bPiI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/SCZErbqpQnA/s400/IMG_2709.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SfcXQw9IHGI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/z3Ng6E-D8Yw/s1600-h/IMG_2717_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329754260802903138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 345px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SfcXQw9IHGI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/z3Ng6E-D8Yw/s400/IMG_2717_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-1362932759206025755?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/1362932759206025755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=1362932759206025755&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/1362932759206025755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/1362932759206025755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2009/04/eastertake-2.html' title='Easter...take 2.'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SfcXrobQFtI/AAAAAAAAB1A/b_vV8yKTdFM/s72-c/IMG_2707_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-9159692390621919741</id><published>2009-04-17T17:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T17:39:12.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'>By George...I think she's got it!</title><content type='html'>Today we acquired a new piece of furniture. It's probably the least expensive, but most exciting item of furniture that I've had the pleasure of purchasing in about 6 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, as per usual, E asked to put on some panties and walked around in them. She does this all the time and in my head I grumbled that I would be cleaning up the mess in a few minutes (as usual). Imagine my surprise when she ran to me saying "I did it Mommy!". I was surprised to see that she actually made her way to her potty (Jacob's old model, circa 2001) and did her business. Excited doesn't begins to describe my feelings. We high-fived and I secretly thought...great...now we are "potty training" and that means cleaning up accidents, monitoring potty trips, making sure there is clean underwear...etc etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has managed to keep herself dry now for 24 hours. Can I get an AMEN????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and the only reason we bought a new chair is because I am lazy and don't want to carry the other one up and down the stairs.  She's still not too comfy with the big people seats...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325792342562916882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SekD6xX1ShI/AAAAAAAAB0I/wPD9pj3OVPE/s400/pink+potty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-9159692390621919741?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/9159692390621919741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=9159692390621919741&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/9159692390621919741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/9159692390621919741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2009/04/by-georgei-think-shes-got-it.html' title='By George...I think she&apos;s got it!'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SekD6xX1ShI/AAAAAAAAB0I/wPD9pj3OVPE/s72-c/pink+potty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-2784947325347384535</id><published>2009-04-03T16:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T16:29:34.568-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Isabel's American Idol moment</title><content type='html'>I caught this on video totally by accident....and I'm glad I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7cfd0183dcb76909" 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://v5.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7cfd0183dcb76909%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329876890%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D74B1E8CE5CB4C1C445E46D3CB0F832828BAD6604.7398CC4E58EA8A0BAF2FCAEEEFC072E633CE17C7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7cfd0183dcb76909%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dx6sjH6xGXuq4MFqPjAFZzIatwQU&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://v5.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7cfd0183dcb76909%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329876890%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D74B1E8CE5CB4C1C445E46D3CB0F832828BAD6604.7398CC4E58EA8A0BAF2FCAEEEFC072E633CE17C7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7cfd0183dcb76909%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dx6sjH6xGXuq4MFqPjAFZzIatwQU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It took me a minute to figure out what she was singing.  Then I remembered they watched Sleeping Beauty earlier.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-2784947325347384535?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7cfd0183dcb76909&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/2784947325347384535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=2784947325347384535&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/2784947325347384535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/2784947325347384535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2009/04/isabels-american-idol-moment.html' title='Isabel&apos;s American Idol moment'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-5231370744385072687</id><published>2009-04-03T15:47:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T16:25:17.438-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Haircuts</title><content type='html'>Today I took the girls to get haircuts. It was Iz's first one. She did not like it one bit! I didn't get many pics because I was holding her arms down most of the time. But you can see her beautiful blue eyes now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SdaL6Mkf-uI/AAAAAAAAB0A/qQjBTX6H4ow/s1600-h/IMG_2673_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320593841707809506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SdaL6Mkf-uI/AAAAAAAAB0A/qQjBTX6H4ow/s400/IMG_2673_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Scoping out the scene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SdaL57rw84I/AAAAAAAABz4/fWqUnUqOUi0/s1600-h/IMG_2675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320593837174879106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SdaL57rw84I/AAAAAAAABz4/fWqUnUqOUi0/s400/IMG_2675.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SdaL56-HBtI/AAAAAAAABzw/CjJ-7laKCAA/s1600-h/IMG_2678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320593836983387858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SdaL56-HBtI/AAAAAAAABzw/CjJ-7laKCAA/s400/IMG_2678.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SdaL5p_QZcI/AAAAAAAABzo/MXNuG-NI0Bw/s1600-h/IMG_2680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320593832424793538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SdaL5p_QZcI/AAAAAAAABzo/MXNuG-NI0Bw/s400/IMG_2680.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SdaLd4KWYVI/AAAAAAAABzg/Iouti5AwCHM/s1600-h/IMG_2681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320593355193082194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SdaLd4KWYVI/AAAAAAAABzg/Iouti5AwCHM/s400/IMG_2681.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when it's dry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SdaLd_IHThI/AAAAAAAABzY/50MEaVkZl60/s1600-h/IMG_2683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320593357062753810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SdaLd_IHThI/AAAAAAAABzY/50MEaVkZl60/s400/IMG_2683.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E's turn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SdaLdrMtQyI/AAAAAAAABzQ/xL_4ooOC-1g/s1600-h/IMG_2676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320593351713309474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SdaLdrMtQyI/AAAAAAAABzQ/xL_4ooOC-1g/s400/IMG_2676.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SdaLdY4mK5I/AAAAAAAABzI/HAzlZF9_6FE/s1600-h/IMG_2677_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320593346797120402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SdaLdY4mK5I/AAAAAAAABzI/HAzlZF9_6FE/s400/IMG_2677_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And dry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SdaLdX38UII/AAAAAAAABzA/B8g_em0z7EI/s1600-h/IMG_2685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320593346525941890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SdaLdX38UII/AAAAAAAABzA/B8g_em0z7EI/s400/IMG_2685.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't they look so grown up???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-5231370744385072687?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/5231370744385072687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=5231370744385072687&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/5231370744385072687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/5231370744385072687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2009/04/haircuts.html' title='Haircuts'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SdaL6Mkf-uI/AAAAAAAAB0A/qQjBTX6H4ow/s72-c/IMG_2673_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-1098996381509296724</id><published>2009-04-02T13:53:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T14:00:02.892-06:00</updated><title type='text'>God grant me the sereniy...</title><content type='html'>Well, this morning we got B packed and out the door to Ole Miss.  He will be there for the next 6 days in rehearsals, classes and performance of parts 2 and 3 of Handel's Messiah. I hate when he is gone and don't sleep very well.  It's a little different than when he went to S America last year because it is half the time, I can reach him a most any time, and Isabel is sleeping through the night now.  But this time the girls are even more challenging while awake.  They constantly fight over insignificant toys, and other nonsense that leaves one drained and without a voice from the constant "redirection".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....pray for me to make it through the week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are interested in seeing B play with this, you can tune in to the live web broadcast at 8pm CST Monday April 6th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.etv.state.ms.us/radio/index.htm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-1098996381509296724?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/1098996381509296724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=1098996381509296724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/1098996381509296724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/1098996381509296724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2009/04/god-grant-me-sereniy.html' title='God grant me the sereniy...'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-3773024705588822471</id><published>2009-03-27T20:27:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T20:35:08.872-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Love Dare</title><content type='html'>I have been taking &lt;em&gt;The Love Dare&lt;/em&gt; as featured in the movie "Fireproof" for 24 days now. The results are amazing. The first half was rough, but I hit a certain point in the book and everything began changing for B and I, and now he has started from the beginning and is taking the dare with me. I challenged my closest married friends to take it with me and started a blog to give them their dares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last week even though we have been faced with the same amount of stress (and as little sleep) as any other week, our house has been peaceful and content. Since we have had such an amazing experience, I wanted to open it to everyone who reads about us. Check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sarahslovedare.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My Love Dare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;P.s. You need to start from Day 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-3773024705588822471?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/3773024705588822471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=3773024705588822471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/3773024705588822471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/3773024705588822471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-dare.html' title='The Love Dare'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-5942029476838925557</id><published>2009-03-25T13:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T14:01:06.489-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Are they twins?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/ScqNNQOgvXI/AAAAAAAABy4/I4Et14WvT4Y/s1600-h/IMG_9865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317217568897940850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/ScqNNQOgvXI/AAAAAAAABy4/I4Et14WvT4Y/s400/IMG_9865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More often than not, when we take the girls out now we are asked if they are twins. My OB told me this would happen. He has children 18 months apart and says that the older will slow in growth, allowing the other to catch up. To people just observing, they will appear to be the same in age. E is still a couple inches taller than Isabel (less of a difference than the photo above taken in October), but today we were sitting down to lunch and a nice lady asked if they were twins. B said "Well, they are Irish twins!". Then she remarked how much they look alike. Yes, but two children couldn't be more different! She also asked if we felt they looked more like me, because the eyes are mine. Hmmmmm, I've heard it all now! They look like B, they look like me, they look like my mom...we've heard it all! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't help but think to myself that it would be much easier to answer the question affirmatively. Then I wouldn't have to go into detailed explanations of how they are 10 1/2 months apart, and the obvious retort that follows. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also can't help but imagine that it would have been easier with twins. I know you think I am crazy now, but I HATED being pregnant. And nursing was rewarding, but not always enjoyable. All that could have been knocked out with one shot if they had been twins. Also, yesterday Iz got this crazy idea that she didn't need diapers anymore. Naturally E had to follow. I set out the potty thinking "wow if they do this together, I won't have to do it twice". They didn't bite. They peed on my floor twice and went through 4 pairs of panties before I held them down and forced the diapers on them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhhh parenthood!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317217562677930674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/ScqNM5Di6rI/AAAAAAAAByw/cKHUUm0xU3E/s400/IMG_9864.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-5942029476838925557?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/5942029476838925557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=5942029476838925557&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/5942029476838925557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/5942029476838925557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2009/03/are-they-twins.html' title='Are they twins?'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/ScqNNQOgvXI/AAAAAAAABy4/I4Et14WvT4Y/s72-c/IMG_9865.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-701820215626246182</id><published>2009-03-17T15:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T15:16:05.691-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids say the darndest things</title><content type='html'>Let's just say that E is really coming out of her shell lately. This is great....for her, but has put us in some embarrassing situations. Luckily so far, the people have just laughed with us and her. Let's hope it stays that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/ScAS4M6JILI/AAAAAAAAByo/1AystC72-Ic/s1600-h/ATT00018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314268317044252850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/ScAS4M6JILI/AAAAAAAAByo/1AystC72-Ic/s400/ATT00018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of these happened this past Saturday:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. A young African-American man came up to our door selling magazines. I kindly told him we were not interested. As he persisted to sell them, E (hugging my leg for dear life) asked in a loud voice "Mommy. Is that Obala?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think she meant Obama....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. At dinner the same night she saw two teenage girls walk in with their mom and sit down. Pointing she replied in a very loud voice "Mommy, I love her shoes!!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. A few minutes later she leaned over to the table behind us where a lovely couple was enjoying dinner. When the husband got up to refill their drinks she asked (again in a loud voice) "Where did her daddy go?" Thank goodness it is a couple we sort of know from church, and she thought it was funny!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-701820215626246182?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/701820215626246182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=701820215626246182&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/701820215626246182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/701820215626246182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2009/03/kids-say-darndest-things.html' title='Kids say the darndest things'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/ScAS4M6JILI/AAAAAAAAByo/1AystC72-Ic/s72-c/ATT00018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-1054369169197806484</id><published>2009-03-13T15:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T15:09:02.995-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Paul Revere</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;J had his Open House at school last night. Something his school does that's a lot of fun is the 3rd grade living historty museum. Each 3rd grader picks a famous person in history and des a report on them. Then at OH, they dress up like that person and visitors can visit with them and learn about these amazing people. J had originally picked Les Stroud, but at the last minute decided he wants someone who was actually "historical", so he settled with Paul Revere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was shy, as to be expected with J, but did a great job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SbrLQCCXbcI/AAAAAAAAByg/Wvqpa8kzFeo/s1600-h/IMG_2670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312782186722061762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SbrLQCCXbcI/AAAAAAAAByg/Wvqpa8kzFeo/s400/IMG_2670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SbrLPg5P9WI/AAAAAAAAByY/QxudyD8j7go/s1600-h/IMG_2669_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312782177825453410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 376px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SbrLPg5P9WI/AAAAAAAAByY/QxudyD8j7go/s400/IMG_2669_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SbrLPUkRIkI/AAAAAAAAByQ/exuCYNUZT7Q/s1600-h/IMG_2668_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312782174516224578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SbrLPUkRIkI/AAAAAAAAByQ/exuCYNUZT7Q/s400/IMG_2668_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-1054369169197806484?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/1054369169197806484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=1054369169197806484&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/1054369169197806484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/1054369169197806484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2009/03/paul-revere.html' title='Paul Revere'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SbrLQCCXbcI/AAAAAAAAByg/Wvqpa8kzFeo/s72-c/IMG_2670.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-5385357458977578098</id><published>2009-03-11T11:35:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T11:46:53.762-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Random photos from the weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;E ready for church&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sbf3yhXF-TI/AAAAAAAAByI/axQSPa6v3ds/s1600-h/IMG_2667_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311986732827539762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sbf3yhXF-TI/AAAAAAAAByI/axQSPa6v3ds/s400/IMG_2667_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; J and B roasted marshmallows on Saturday...&lt;br /&gt;It was his first time apparently.  What ever happened to camp?&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sbf3yZUxhZI/AAAAAAAAByA/iCNNfpRqcv0/s1600-h/IMG_2654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311986730670327186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sbf3yZUxhZI/AAAAAAAAByA/iCNNfpRqcv0/s400/IMG_2654.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No that is not fire in the foreground...that's the dog lurking for any marshmallow victims&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sbf3yPxdVTI/AAAAAAAABx4/2TyS40SkT7Q/s1600-h/IMG_2653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311986728106284338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sbf3yPxdVTI/AAAAAAAABx4/2TyS40SkT7Q/s400/IMG_2653.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ballet class- take 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sbf3yOcj1uI/AAAAAAAABxw/ngbtriz3PiQ/s1600-h/IMG_2648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311986727750194914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sbf3yOcj1uI/AAAAAAAABxw/ngbtriz3PiQ/s400/IMG_2648.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's a natural!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sbf3xkHiTbI/AAAAAAAABxo/7T_MFPGDwfI/s1600-h/IMG_2650_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311986716387724722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sbf3xkHiTbI/AAAAAAAABxo/7T_MFPGDwfI/s400/IMG_2650_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning steps for recital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sbf3WyS3anI/AAAAAAAABxg/SuWfG42RoGI/s1600-h/IMG_2647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311986256336874098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sbf3WyS3anI/AAAAAAAABxg/SuWfG42RoGI/s400/IMG_2647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a big kid now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sbf3Wg4v9RI/AAAAAAAABxY/26zQsoaavOU/s1600-h/IMG_2643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311986251663930642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sbf3Wg4v9RI/AAAAAAAABxY/26zQsoaavOU/s400/IMG_2643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E's new fashion sense. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything has to be worn with some sort of tights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sbf3WSUluqI/AAAAAAAABxQ/Cdmn-j9ubR4/s1600-h/IMG_2642_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311986247754168994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 347px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sbf3WSUluqI/AAAAAAAABxQ/Cdmn-j9ubR4/s400/IMG_2642_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is her retro 80's look.  We can't get the bangs to stay up though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sbf3WYspIZI/AAAAAAAABxI/lpR5Gx2GxIk/s1600-h/IMG_2641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311986249465667986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sbf3WYspIZI/AAAAAAAABxI/lpR5Gx2GxIk/s400/IMG_2641.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has also made it her mission to rescue any bugs from the house and send them outside to see their mommys and daddys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sbf3WHvhYzI/AAAAAAAABxA/PQdDKBqI7g0/s1600-h/IMG_2640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311986244914340658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sbf3WHvhYzI/AAAAAAAABxA/PQdDKBqI7g0/s400/IMG_2640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-5385357458977578098?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/5385357458977578098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=5385357458977578098&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/5385357458977578098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/5385357458977578098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2009/03/random-photos-from-weekend.html' title='Random photos from the weekend'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sbf3yhXF-TI/AAAAAAAAByI/axQSPa6v3ds/s72-c/IMG_2667_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-4354816641928593934</id><published>2009-03-10T20:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T20:46:19.446-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How does your hair behave in humid weather?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today was miserably humid. I can actually complain about this because for the last week, our A/C has been out. Our house has averaged 50% humidity and today went as high as 60%. Not good for early music instruments, or hair. Luckily the unit was replaced today. The crew was here for 11 hours rezoning and changing out the unit. Now our upstairs and downstairs can cool at separate times. That will save SO much money in both summer and winter! I'm actually excited to try out the heater tomorrow! LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the girls and I had to get out of the house. We stayed at my parents house most of the day so the girls could nap. When we got there they asked to take a bath, so I obliged. I combed E's hair straight and didn't bother to dry it. This was the result! Don't you wish your hair would look like this with no effort?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sbcl2t28ijI/AAAAAAAABw4/czuvDLhTaCo/s1600-h/emmaliz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311755907460008498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sbcl2t28ijI/AAAAAAAABw4/czuvDLhTaCo/s400/emmaliz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-4354816641928593934?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/4354816641928593934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=4354816641928593934&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/4354816641928593934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/4354816641928593934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2009/03/how-does-your-hair-behave-in-humid.html' title='How does your hair behave in humid weather?'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/Sbcl2t28ijI/AAAAAAAABw4/czuvDLhTaCo/s72-c/emmaliz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-8618783781006517830</id><published>2009-03-02T14:52:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T15:11:02.477-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful weekend away</title><content type='html'>I was blessed with the opportunity to go away on a women's retreat with a group of ladies in my church called the Daughters of the King (DOK). They are a fabulous group of women and I have always wanted to join, but have not had the chance to make the timing work yet. Unfortunately, the reason I was able to go is that one of my friends was ill this weekend and could not attend. She was missed terribly. We went to a beautiful place in East Texas called the &lt;a href="http://www.selahranch.com/"&gt;Selah Inn&lt;/a&gt;. It is a GORGEOUS home! We stayed in jammies in front of the fire and had a relaxing, peaceful time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a HUGE thanks to Brad who dropped everything he was able to take care of the girls at the last minute so I could attend. His support was amazing! I felt that God had a reason for wanting me there, so I did a lot of soul searching in my "free" time. I know...a mom with free time....what's that like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308698615345371298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaxJQ5NE2KI/AAAAAAAABww/vkki8sRa5aA/s400/PrayingInColor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a presentation on the book above: &lt;a href="http://www.prayingincolor.com/"&gt;Praying in Color.&lt;/a&gt; If you are easily distracted in your prayers, like me, this is a book for you. It spoke directly to me: one who falls asleep when praying, forgets who to pray for, or for whom I have already prayed, gets frustrated, and just stops. I have not personally read the book, but I plan on it! I started doodling and humming and things started flowing much easier. My only problem....hiding all the art supplies from J!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-8618783781006517830?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/8618783781006517830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=8618783781006517830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/8618783781006517830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/8618783781006517830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2009/03/wonderful-weekend-away.html' title='Wonderful weekend away'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaxJQ5NE2KI/AAAAAAAABww/vkki8sRa5aA/s72-c/PrayingInColor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-6205262959546237351</id><published>2009-02-25T13:34:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T13:39:28.175-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer for Ash Wednesday</title><content type='html'>Lord, it feels like we are embarking on a Lenten journey together, you and I. The beautiful words in the today's prayer talk about the "quiet remembrance of our need for redemption." That feels like what I am looking for - or what you are looking for in me. I want to remember how much I need you in my life and how much my life needs redemption. I want to remember it clearly and in the background of my day today and all through Lent.&lt;br /&gt;On this special day, Ash Wednesday, may my small sacrifices in fasting be a way to clear away the clutter in my life to see you more clearly. May my longing for meat and other food, help me to focus my life today more outside myself. Let me be aware of those who are in so much more suffering than I am and may I be aware of them as the brothers and sisters you have placed in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I know there is darkness within me and around me. Bless these days with your Word. Let your Light shine in the darkness. Help me long for that Light until we celebrate it at the Vigil six weeks from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And most of all Lord, help me to honor this day with the ashes on my forehead. They help me remember where I have come from and where I am going. May I acknowledge to you my sins and my deep need for your loving forgiveness and grace. I pray that this Lenten season will make me so much more aware of how much I need your healing in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the &lt;a href="http://onlineministries.creighton.edu/CollaborativeMinistry/Lent/"&gt;Online Ministries at Creighton Uni.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-6205262959546237351?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/6205262959546237351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=6205262959546237351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/6205262959546237351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/6205262959546237351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2009/02/prayer-for-ash-wednesday.html' title='Prayer for Ash Wednesday'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-4215298548519270496</id><published>2009-02-25T11:39:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T13:49:44.252-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Couldn't resist</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaWfWgsvzGI/AAAAAAAABwY/Q5DF4g3eCsM/s1600-h/lent.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306822945009552482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 332px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaWfWgsvzGI/AAAAAAAABwY/Q5DF4g3eCsM/s400/lent.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaWezhnJYfI/AAAAAAAABwQ/k9tmZWbqNBs/s1600-h/ash-wednesday.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306822343959077362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 390px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaWezhnJYfI/AAAAAAAABwQ/k9tmZWbqNBs/s400/ash-wednesday.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finallly...my favorite.  Because it's still technically fasting if you ask for it "without meat"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306823751286362098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaWgFcUHj_I/AAAAAAAABwg/fJ0Qb_Ekr_k/s400/tacobell.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-4215298548519270496?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/4215298548519270496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=4215298548519270496&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/4215298548519270496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/4215298548519270496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2009/02/couldnt-resist.html' title='Couldn&apos;t resist'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaWfWgsvzGI/AAAAAAAABwY/Q5DF4g3eCsM/s72-c/lent.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-9165754061826596310</id><published>2009-02-23T12:40:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T12:55:56.480-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The ballet lesson</title><content type='html'>E had her first ballet lesson on Saturday. It was really sweet to see my daughter starting something that was such a huge part of my childhood (for those unaware, I danced more days than not from 3rd grade up through highschool).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was really shy at first, but eventually warmed up to the other girls in the class and the teacher. Then they had to put on their tap shoes. We didn't have tap shoes for Emma at the first class, so the rest of the day was spent getting her fitted in a local dance store. Hopefully I will get good pics of the tap shoes at the next lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ready to go mom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306066357641723906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 167px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaLvPVHiwAI/AAAAAAAABvU/lz_ahr4uGu0/s400/IMG_2634_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wish I had tap shoes on as well....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306067783096394834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaLwiTWa5FI/AAAAAAAABvs/NkRNtKsgnJw/s400/IMG_2639.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaLvQWSro6I/AAAAAAAABvk/pFmDHac9tcc/s1600-h/IMG_2637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306066375136748450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaLvQWSro6I/AAAAAAAABvk/pFmDHac9tcc/s400/IMG_2637.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaLvQWSro6I/AAAAAAAABvk/pFmDHac9tcc/s1600-h/IMG_2637.JPG"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Did you see my pretty flowy skirt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaLvQBLQQNI/AAAAAAAABvc/xnS4mp6Y7jI/s1600-h/IMG_2636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306066369468448978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaLvQBLQQNI/AAAAAAAABvc/xnS4mp6Y7jI/s400/IMG_2636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you show me that arabesque again please?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaLvM_m4NmI/AAAAAAAABvM/_3Sd45Vi55I/s1600-h/IMG_2635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306066317507835490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaLvM_m4NmI/AAAAAAAABvM/_3Sd45Vi55I/s400/IMG_2635.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-9165754061826596310?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/9165754061826596310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=9165754061826596310&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/9165754061826596310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/9165754061826596310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2009/02/ballet-lesson.html' title='The ballet lesson'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaLvPVHiwAI/AAAAAAAABvU/lz_ahr4uGu0/s72-c/IMG_2634_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-6113474371640708362</id><published>2009-02-22T23:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T12:39:31.227-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet sisters</title><content type='html'>They usually fight, but occasionally, when they least suspect it....I catch them enjoying each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaLs5Xbe8nI/AAAAAAAABu0/lkAsCIqCedY/s1600-h/IMG_2632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306063781281854066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaLs5Xbe8nI/AAAAAAAABu0/lkAsCIqCedY/s400/IMG_2632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaLs5Koq5rI/AAAAAAAABus/po4D1qdaNZs/s1600-h/IMG_2630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306063777847502514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaLs5Koq5rI/AAAAAAAABus/po4D1qdaNZs/s400/IMG_2630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306063786706831202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaLs5ro5h2I/AAAAAAAABu8/hNt4g2uqHow/s400/IMG_2631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-6113474371640708362?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/6113474371640708362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=6113474371640708362&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/6113474371640708362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/6113474371640708362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2009/02/sweet-sisters.html' title='Sweet sisters'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaLs5Xbe8nI/AAAAAAAABu0/lkAsCIqCedY/s72-c/IMG_2632.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-2777468079156994979</id><published>2009-02-18T16:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T16:13:46.278-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another one bites the dust</title><content type='html'>...and why should we have a few days of healthy around here?  It just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; be flu season without a feverish face or a runny nose somewhere in our house.&lt;br /&gt;Emma crashed hard yesterday after two days of fever.  We went to the Dr. and she was negative for the flu and strep...which means there is bloody nothing they can do to help her.  What is Tylenol/Motrin supposed to do for cough and runny nose?  Who do these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Dr's&lt;/span&gt;. think they are taking away our children's cold medicines.  Have they ever not slept for 6 weeks???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we opened our windows and bought new filters in an effort to rid the house of the bugs.  Now I feel that all-too-familiar tickley scratchy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;goopy&lt;/span&gt; throat thing that happens the day before you wake up miserable.  Pray it doesn't happen.  I have to sing again at church on Sunday...and it's Bach.  I love singing Bach!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-2777468079156994979?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/2777468079156994979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=2777468079156994979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/2777468079156994979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/2777468079156994979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2009/02/another-one-bites-dust.html' title='Another one bites the dust'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-174553774939686439</id><published>2009-02-17T14:05:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T14:17:03.676-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Orthopedic visit</title><content type='html'>We saw the ortho today, and he gave us a lot more insight on what the next few weeks would be like. Jacob has a break on the R side that kind of looks like a teepee...like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303860286807477058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SZsY1G12C0I/AAAAAAAABuU/3478D2N_s2Y/s400/break.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is not his Xray of course....obviously since this is some one's L side. But you get the point. The bone should be straight, just like your arm or leg bone. Not the case with J. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He must have landed pretty hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;He was relieved that the Dr. took him out of his figure 8 splint.  They are very uncomfortable!!!! The Dr. said that the only way they are effective in immobilizing the shoulder is if the brace is pulled super tight....then you risk nerve damage in the arms.  Nice! This is an example of a collar bone splint...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303861242880868114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SZsZswfgPxI/AAAAAAAABuk/ZxNVat5GVkc/s400/claviclesplint.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Now he will wear this new brace (sling) for 4 weeks (which he is MUCH happier about).  It not only puts the arm in a sling, but also straps it down around his back so he can't really move the arm at all.  He can release the bottom strap when necessary for writing/drawing. We will see the Dr. again in 1 month for a new Xray and see if he can slowly start returning to light activity.  For now...he can do nothing.  And he is working on trying everything with his left hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303860288256846802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SZsY1MPZq9I/AAAAAAAABuc/DkDUrU4m_yI/s400/jakearm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I dropped him off at school, the kids were at recess.  He was immediately swarmed by all the girls.  I told him he will probably have rockstar status for a few days until everyone gets used to seeing him that way!  I don't think he minds too much.... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-174553774939686439?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/174553774939686439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=174553774939686439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/174553774939686439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/174553774939686439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2009/02/orthopedic-visit.html' title='Orthopedic visit'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SZsY1G12C0I/AAAAAAAABuU/3478D2N_s2Y/s72-c/break.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-4204504320397143675</id><published>2009-02-16T21:19:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T21:44:45.541-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bedhead, flu bugs, and bones</title><content type='html'>What a February we have had thus far! Over the last few weeks Brad has had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;harpsichords&lt;/span&gt; to visit, concerts to play, and it all ended up with him getting the flu and being down for the rest of the weekend. He still feels bad from it. I am really starting to get tired of taking care of family &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sicklings&lt;/span&gt;. Why can't we all just get well? We have had someone sick since Christmas....and it just doesn't seem to be stopping. Just as B seems to be winding down with the flu virus, E spikes a fever (today) and has been clingy and miserable. I'm ready for some TLC of my own. One of these days....*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are the girls Thursday after naps. Aren't they fun??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SZowBfn91PI/AAAAAAAABuM/wgG0J8I38Aw/s1600-h/IMG_2620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303604313409311986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SZowBfn91PI/AAAAAAAABuM/wgG0J8I38Aw/s400/IMG_2620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SZowBNSzP3I/AAAAAAAABuE/eJenLP0HsWg/s1600-h/IMG_2619_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303604308488699762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SZowBNSzP3I/AAAAAAAABuE/eJenLP0HsWg/s400/IMG_2619_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Iz's bedhead debut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SZowBEu6cQI/AAAAAAAABt8/-a-CGC_RxGE/s1600-h/IMG_2616_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303604306190692610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SZowBEu6cQI/AAAAAAAABt8/-a-CGC_RxGE/s400/IMG_2616_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;E usually has the top prize for bedhead between the two ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not today!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SZowA5jXnnI/AAAAAAAABt0/geCculvW1_M/s1600-h/IMG_2613_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303604303189483122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SZowA5jXnnI/AAAAAAAABt0/geCculvW1_M/s400/IMG_2613_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Speaking of Thursday, that night Jacob wrecked his scooter at his dad's house. He was going down a really steep hill and decided he wanted to stop, but the scooter stopped and he kept going. He stayed home from school at his dad's house on Friday resting and icing the bruises he had along his shoulder and back. I asked him to take him to the Dr. "just to be sure" but he decided he was just sore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I had a concert yesterday, so naturally there was a dress rehearsal Saturday morning. I was on my way out the door when Brad handed me my V-day present. He got tickets to 3 Dallas Stars home games! The Stars are the only professional team of anything that I care to watch. (Now if we can just find a babysitter for each game so we don't miss any of the action, and much-needed time to ourselves. )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Back to Saturday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;J's dad dropped him off after rehearsal and my mom and I immediately noticed that he just didn't look right. He was standing in a strange position, and wouldn't use his R arm, which is his dominant side. I called the Dr. (whose nurse yelled at me for not bringing him in sooner) and we were off to urgent care. We spent 4 hours there for them to tell us he has a broken clavicle (collar bone). He was put into a figure of 8 brace and told not to "do anything" for 6 weeks. Yeah, sure Dr. lady! You sit with my 9 year old son and make sure he doesn't "do anything" for 6 weeks. While you're at it maybe you can cure my family of all their ailments. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Right now I just feel so helpless. I've never had a broken bone, nor a child with one. It feels awful. I want to fix it NOW. And there isn't much they can do for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;collar&lt;/span&gt; bone fractures. We follow up with the orthopedic surgeon tomorrow morning. Hopefully I can get more insight into this "not doing anything for 6 weeks".  I will update you all with the news.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And now I am going to collapse....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-4204504320397143675?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/4204504320397143675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=4204504320397143675&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/4204504320397143675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/4204504320397143675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2009/02/bedhead-flu-bugs-and-bones.html' title='Bedhead, flu bugs, and bones'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SZowBfn91PI/AAAAAAAABuM/wgG0J8I38Aw/s72-c/IMG_2620.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-6961157499975140089</id><published>2009-02-06T14:05:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T14:33:02.128-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Oscar moment</title><content type='html'>This blog has been chosen by RL friend &lt;a href="http://adventuresofelastigirl.blogspot.com/"&gt;Elastigirl&lt;/a&gt; for blogging award. Her exact quote was: &lt;em&gt;"These children are so sweet you may get a cavity". &lt;/em&gt;Hmmm....I ponder quietly to myself. I am honored to accept on behalf of said "sweet" beings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SYyZAvhNboI/AAAAAAAABts/KbLkdVLPj40/s1600-h/friends_award.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299779099543039618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SYyZAvhNboI/AAAAAAAABts/KbLkdVLPj40/s400/friends_award.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's the explanation and the silly rules that go with it:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"These blogs are exceedingly charming. These kind bloggers aim to find and be friends. They are not interested in self-aggrandizement. Our hope is that when the ribbons of these prizes are cut, even more friendships are propagated. Please give more attention to these writers. Deliver this award to eight bloggers who must choose eight more and include this cleverly-written text into the body of their award."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't really have 8 picks, but here are some great reads!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://hanerhome.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As for the Haner home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; - &lt;/em&gt;This mom is a dear friend from high school; an attorney turned SAHM. She is a constant source of inspiration with her spiritual parenting tips, eco-friendly home advice, and amazing patience that I have admired in RL. Oh, AND she makes the cutest baby clothes and bows!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2&lt;em&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://lovedbythree.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Loved by Three &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;- &lt;/em&gt;Cleverly written, and fun "Not Me Mondays", my SIL is new to the blog scene, but you'd never know it. She writes for all of us SAHMs! Also, I get to see pics of my sweet God children everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://danarieger.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the world spins madly on-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Adorable pics and video of a RL friend's sweet new baby. It's also her first and I'm having fun thinking back to the calm days before sibling rivalry, music classes, and homework....ahhhh when the parents outnumber the babes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://milesfamilynews.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Great Expectations-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Also RL friends (and J's God parents) parenting their first offspring. This blog gives you what you really want: all the cute baby pics...very little idle chatter. And I'm amazed how much they do with their little one. As for culture, he lacketh not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I am posting these, no one has the award up on their blogs yet - go check them out and make new friends!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-6961157499975140089?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/6961157499975140089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=6961157499975140089&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/6961157499975140089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/6961157499975140089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-oscar-moment.html' title='My Oscar moment'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SYyZAvhNboI/AAAAAAAABts/KbLkdVLPj40/s72-c/friends_award.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-9051154916817514580</id><published>2009-02-06T13:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T14:01:14.875-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Random ice storm</title><content type='html'>Last week we had a minor ice storm, but it was enough to keep the kids out of school for two days. They were really bummed that it wasn't snow, and epecially sad they couldn't go out and play in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SYyWuWqhh8I/AAAAAAAABs4/UtVubV6rC1U/s1600-h/IMG_2625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299776584610318274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SYyWuWqhh8I/AAAAAAAABs4/UtVubV6rC1U/s400/IMG_2625.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SYyWuU9vdII/AAAAAAAABsw/XQjyj2GBB00/s1600-h/IMG_2624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299776584154051714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SYyWuU9vdII/AAAAAAAABsw/XQjyj2GBB00/s400/IMG_2624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-9051154916817514580?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/9051154916817514580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=9051154916817514580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/9051154916817514580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/9051154916817514580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2009/02/random-ice-storm.html' title='Random ice storm'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SYyWuWqhh8I/AAAAAAAABs4/UtVubV6rC1U/s72-c/IMG_2625.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-5375711217642895397</id><published>2009-02-05T20:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T20:41:24.605-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>So it's been forever since I've posted.  I know, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had at least one person sick in this house since Christmas.  I guess I started it all with the horrible cold I got on Christmas Day.  Since then Isabel has had a sinus infection, bronchitis, and is running a low grade fever as I type. Emma had an ear infection a few weeks ago, and her fever went up today as well.  Bad was sick with a sore throat, which he so kindly passed on to me last week.  I think the only one who has managed to stay healthy through all this is Jacob who escaped with only a minor stuffy nose around New Years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, Brad and I got to take a trip sans children last weekend.  It was amazing. My folks watched the kids so we never had to worry about whether or not they were OK. We went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Fredericksburg&lt;/span&gt; which is in the hill country.  For my California relatives reading this, Texas Hill country is about as pretty as you get in Texas...and it is gorgeous.  It was even pretty this time, during the winter when everything is dormant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The town of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Fredericksburg&lt;/span&gt; is a quaint little town known for it's German Heritage and shopping. We ran into gobs of women's groups who were down there for some time away from the kids and men.  I am lucky enough to be married to someone who enjoys that type of shopping, and we had a great time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate nothing but German food the whole time (except for a dessert of Creme &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Brulee&lt;/span&gt;), which was fun for me. I love trying new foods.  Since Brad has been teaching the girls to speak German, we have adopted many German type things into our home.  Movies, books, brats, and now I am addicted to sauerkraut (although is I smell it again for several months it will be too soon).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really nice to get away from it all.  So nice, we forgot to take any pictures.  You will just have to take our word for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. I just HAVE to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;mention that&lt;/span&gt; Brad bought me the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Keurig&lt;/span&gt; coffee brewer that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; wanted forever for my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Bday&lt;/span&gt;....and I feel like royalty.  For those of you who are not aware, I am a coffee &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;connoisseur&lt;/span&gt; and this toy just feeds my addictions.  You just turn it on, put in a pod of coffee, put a cup under the spout, and press a button.  Coffee on demand.  No mess, no clean-up.  So spoiled!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-5375711217642895397?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/5375711217642895397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=5375711217642895397&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/5375711217642895397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/5375711217642895397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2009/02/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-4648524663710597384</id><published>2009-01-07T10:45:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T10:56:51.661-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve cuties</title><content type='html'>Here we are at our annual Christmas Eve supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look at me in my Christmas dress!  Thanks auntie D!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288594699662744338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 323px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SWTc2_JpWxI/AAAAAAAABrc/W0ie9FG9etA/s400/IMG_2499_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mommy had to find another so the girls would match&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288594689416523314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 370px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SWTc2Y-wbjI/AAAAAAAABrU/zlnuLtT5hJw/s400/IMG_2500_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SWTdkObpo_I/AAAAAAAABr8/aYDVX9UBQrE/s1600-h/IMG_2505_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288595476858905586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 338px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SWTdkObpo_I/AAAAAAAABr8/aYDVX9UBQrE/s400/IMG_2505_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmmm....chips and salsa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SWTc5F1hDGI/AAAAAAAABr0/zhJzqvWLoYw/s1600-h/IMG_2504_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288594735817100386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SWTc5F1hDGI/AAAAAAAABr0/zhJzqvWLoYw/s400/IMG_2504_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently mom tickled at the wrong time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SWTc4kqR-JI/AAAAAAAABrs/lv6-DUc984c/s1600-h/IMG_2503_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288594726911604882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SWTc4kqR-JI/AAAAAAAABrs/lv6-DUc984c/s400/IMG_2503_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy's little girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SWTc3gNVsFI/AAAAAAAABrk/a4FgaY8e6Kw/s1600-h/IMG_2502_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288594708536602706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SWTc3gNVsFI/AAAAAAAABrk/a4FgaY8e6Kw/s400/IMG_2502_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls at Nana's after church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288595483920587794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SWTdkovSXBI/AAAAAAAABsE/sInSw51PV50/s400/IMG_2513_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E and her new favorite toy...a Nutcracker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288595495948964898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SWTdlVjE1CI/AAAAAAAABsM/gFByJiK7BGs/s400/IMG_2511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;J dancing for the camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288595502579097938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SWTdluP0oVI/AAAAAAAABsU/6QXylfNFCYo/s400/IMG_2560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-4648524663710597384?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/4648524663710597384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=4648524663710597384&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/4648524663710597384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/4648524663710597384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-eve-cuties.html' title='Christmas Eve cuties'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SWTc2_JpWxI/AAAAAAAABrc/W0ie9FG9etA/s72-c/IMG_2499_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-4384956473169496186</id><published>2008-12-31T19:27:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T19:33:05.401-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Emma's school program</title><content type='html'>It only lasted about two minutes, and she wasn't singing because she was chewing gum the whole time...but it was still pretty cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SVwcdSrfqOI/AAAAAAAABrE/l7A2r81Bj68/s1600-h/IMG_2492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286131352182171874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SVwcdSrfqOI/AAAAAAAABrE/l7A2r81Bj68/s400/IMG_2492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SVwccysdCuI/AAAAAAAABq8/VGhGtcnYZBQ/s1600-h/IMG_2487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286131343596260066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SVwccysdCuI/AAAAAAAABq8/VGhGtcnYZBQ/s400/IMG_2487.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SVwccRfkgXI/AAAAAAAABqs/csh0Lj3Veqo/s1600-h/IMG_2484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286131334683853170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SVwccRfkgXI/AAAAAAAABqs/csh0Lj3Veqo/s400/IMG_2484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SVwccMQr65I/AAAAAAAABqk/72JpsNd9n40/s1600-h/IMG_2483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286131333279247250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SVwccMQr65I/AAAAAAAABqk/72JpsNd9n40/s400/IMG_2483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that day on the carousel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286131954180456770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SVwdAVTEgUI/AAAAAAAABrM/7XWTos_DMA0/s400/IMG_2498.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-4384956473169496186?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/4384956473169496186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=4384956473169496186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/4384956473169496186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/4384956473169496186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/12/emmas-school-program.html' title='Emma&apos;s school program'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SVwcdSrfqOI/AAAAAAAABrE/l7A2r81Bj68/s72-c/IMG_2492.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-7895530669114580085</id><published>2008-12-18T12:09:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T12:17:49.077-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair cut time again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I took all three down to have their haircut on Tuesday. It was 29 degrees outside and misting, so I thought no one else would be there. Well, I was wrong. Everyone and their children were there getting haircuts for Christmas pictures. The woman that owns the children's hair salon is an old friend I went to college with. So she let the kid run around on the stage and eat sugar cookies and candy while we waited. The kids were actually really good, just a little stir crazy since we haven't been able to go out much in this weather.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The pics are blurry since they were taken on my cell phone. (My camera is about to burn out). And we decided at the last minute that Iz didn't really need a haircut yet. She still needs to grow in some more hair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Think you can keep my hair straight like this???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SUqS4ndXCbI/AAAAAAAABqU/1NSyZPN5gsA/s1600-h/ATT00010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281195014407784882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SUqS4ndXCbI/AAAAAAAABqU/1NSyZPN5gsA/s400/ATT00010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I love haircuts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281195021186349762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SUqS5AtfusI/AAAAAAAABqc/ZpLnlXWLApU/s400/ATT00001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Rock stars posing with their new cuts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SUqS4BhUNzI/AAAAAAAABqM/o9NOuJzUVE4/s1600-h/ATT00004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281195004223829810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SUqS4BhUNzI/AAAAAAAABqM/o9NOuJzUVE4/s400/ATT00004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me walk on the catwalk J....I'm a model!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SUqS3zt97_I/AAAAAAAABqE/_eKHq7ilgHc/s1600-h/ATT00007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281195000518799346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SUqS3zt97_I/AAAAAAAABqE/_eKHq7ilgHc/s400/ATT00007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J picked his new 'do out of a child's hair magazine! Sharp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SUqS3fnRHHI/AAAAAAAABp8/owQmnaarNg0/s1600-h/ATT00013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281194995121986674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SUqS3fnRHHI/AAAAAAAABp8/owQmnaarNg0/s400/ATT00013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-7895530669114580085?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/7895530669114580085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=7895530669114580085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/7895530669114580085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/7895530669114580085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/12/hair-cut-time-again.html' title='Hair cut time again!'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SUqS4ndXCbI/AAAAAAAABqU/1NSyZPN5gsA/s72-c/ATT00010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-4678140257505402509</id><published>2008-12-09T12:57:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:20:59.242-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons and Carols</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Bennight house is under attack. 3 out of the 5 Bennight's have had the stomach flu. Lucky me, I have not. Not so lucky me, I get to take care of everyone else...AND the house. I'm sure you don't want any pictures of that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a happier note, this Sunday is our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.annunciationlewisville.org/Events.htm"&gt;Annual Festival of Lessons and Carols.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It is one of my favorite times to be at church. The service is non-denominational and consists of the Scripture readings that tell the story of Christ's birth...from the very beginning. Carols and hymns support each reading and the whole evening is wonderous and beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277869954256949618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/ST7CwpIxUXI/AAAAAAAABpM/a5i4cKIZbP8/s400/annuncia08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year is EXTRA special for me. Brad will be directing a small semi-professional group to do some amazing music...and I get to sing with him!!! I love working with him because he is amazingly talented and makes beautiful music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The music we are performing spans many centuries: from a Spanish chant from over 1000 years ago "Iudicii signum", to the beautiful Baroque harmonies of Sweelinck, to a modern piece by Howells that highlights the wonder and amazement the Wisemen must have felt upon seeing Jesus for the first time! The last line is &lt;em&gt;"Touched by such tiny hands and oh such tiny feet!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The text to the chant Iudicii signum (also called The Sybil's Prophecy):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;The sign of the Judgment:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;The earth shall grow wet with dew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From heaven a King will come who will reign through the ages,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;as if present in the flesh, He will judge the whole world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sign of the Judgment: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;the earth shall grow wet with dew.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;And before this Lord all the kings will stand ,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;and a river of fire and sulphur will fall from heaven. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;The sign of the Judgment:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;the earth shall grow wet with dew.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are interested the service begins at 7pm this Sunday, December 14th at the Episcopal Church of the Annunciation, Lewisville, TX. Come one and all to experience this evening of prophecy and promise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277872273420754338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/ST7E3osgnaI/AAAAAAAABpU/DfhYqIhhD7U/s400/Lessons%2520and%2520Carols%2520poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-4678140257505402509?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/4678140257505402509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=4678140257505402509&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/4678140257505402509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/4678140257505402509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/12/lessons-and-carols.html' title='Lessons and Carols'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/ST7CwpIxUXI/AAAAAAAABpM/a5i4cKIZbP8/s72-c/annuncia08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-7747893073046558697</id><published>2008-11-25T09:31:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T09:44:46.310-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Transitions</title><content type='html'>This past Friday I took both girls to the Dr. for long past due well visits. Both are as healthy as can be and developing perfectly. They are practically like twins. They are both in the 75th percentile for height (no surprises there....look at their parents) and they both weigh 24 lbs!!! (Even though E is 3 1/2 inches taller than Iz). It's not even that Iz is big for her age, she is in the 50th %tile for weight...E is in the 20th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing the Dr has been asking about for awhile is if we had moved E to a big girl bed. I have been putting it off for ages because I was worried about the transition, and how it would affect Iz with them sharing a room, etc. And we were really starting to enjoy sleep for the first time in 2 years!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said now is the time, so this weekend E went from this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272620838353804322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SSwct4lmnCI/AAAAAAAABNQ/6sXgtIroTE8/s400/Misc+7-8+months+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;To this!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SSwcuJ3xfwI/AAAAAAAABNY/3ZXhBWYGM4Q/s1600-h/ATT00007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272620842993417986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SSwcuJ3xfwI/AAAAAAAABNY/3ZXhBWYGM4Q/s400/ATT00007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To our surprise the transition has been pretty easy for the most part.  Nap times are not as easy, but she goes down just like when she was in a crib and stay in bed (asleep) all night long.  Praise God! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We are also getting rid of the highchairs.  Both girls want to sit at the big table now when they eat, so 2 highchairs and a crib are going away.  Anyone need anything???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-7747893073046558697?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/7747893073046558697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=7747893073046558697&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/7747893073046558697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/7747893073046558697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/11/transitions.html' title='Transitions'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SSwct4lmnCI/AAAAAAAABNQ/6sXgtIroTE8/s72-c/Misc+7-8+months+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-4306675456544476936</id><published>2008-11-19T14:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T16:45:10.013-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Can your 16 month old do this???</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-aa597f74f2208d06" 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-2930734709115331822</id><published>2008-11-13T16:12:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T16:22:33.027-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Great quote from our fearless leader</title><content type='html'>Ok, whether you are a Rep or Dem, conservative or liberal, you must agree this quote is absolutely the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You should be thinking about how can your child become bilingual? We should have every child speaking more than one language...I'm serious about this...We should be emphasizing foreign languages in our schools from an early age because children will actually learn a foreign language easier when they're 5 or 6 or 7 than when they're 46 like me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;-Barack Obama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember all those high school Spanish classes? What do you remember? Not much I bet. But, I guarantee your child will still be saying "Come on vaminos" when they get older after being exposed to Dora. Why? Children learn language easier, and retain it. And the earlier the better! Babies can learn a new language before they can even talk. Don't believe me? How did your baby start communicating with you? Non-verbal, then short sounds, followed by real words, finally structured sentences. This is how kids start learning a new language whether it is their 1st or 5th!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your child can learn a new language &lt;a href="http://www.langokids.com/regions/dfw-north"&gt;here!&lt;/a&gt; If you are not in the Dallas area, &lt;a href="http://www.langokids.com/"&gt;try this one!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-2930734709115331822?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/2930734709115331822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=2930734709115331822&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/2930734709115331822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/2930734709115331822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/11/great-quote-from-our-fearless-leader.html' title='Great quote from our fearless leader'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-8981021558471528058</id><published>2008-11-07T12:48:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T12:52:36.409-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Makeover</title><content type='html'>As you can see I've done some remodeling around here.  It was time.  I realized this shortly after someone asked me "Wow, do you have another on the way?"  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ummmmm&lt;/span&gt;, I certainly hope not. "Well, with the title....".  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ahhhhh&lt;/span&gt;, yes, a bit misleading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't update your links just yet.  I am tossing a few ideas around....but we are definitely NOT making room for another baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-8981021558471528058?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/8981021558471528058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=8981021558471528058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/8981021558471528058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/8981021558471528058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/11/makeover.html' title='Makeover'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-2051460625503782074</id><published>2008-10-28T09:57:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T10:05:56.024-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Trunk or Treat!!!</title><content type='html'>Our church has a trunk or treat every Sunday before Halloween. We used to switch the clocks back that Sunday so it was dark, but now it feels like you are just walking around taking candy out of cars instead of really T-or-Ting. And sadly, the attendance has dropped WAY off. We still take the kids since it is a safe place to experience their first few trick or treats. Iz ran circles around the parking lot the whole time, so pictures are scarce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After seeing Sleeping Beauty, this is the costume E wanted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262236390748790706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SQc4Heq3H7I/AAAAAAAABNE/MctBeo9m_u4/s400/IMG_2443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our little kitty kat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SQc3eDpYriI/AAAAAAAABM0/9x0wpNj5LdA/s1600-h/IMG_2442_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262235679120207394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 349px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SQc3eDpYriI/AAAAAAAABM0/9x0wpNj5LdA/s400/IMG_2442_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Princess E and cousin H&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SQc3dJhAKmI/AAAAAAAABMk/JcfUvl3pczw/s1600-h/IMG_2444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262235663515789922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SQc3dJhAKmI/AAAAAAAABMk/JcfUvl3pczw/s400/IMG_2444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-2051460625503782074?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/2051460625503782074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=2051460625503782074&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/2051460625503782074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/2051460625503782074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/10/trunk-or-treat.html' title='Trunk or Treat!!!'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SQc4Heq3H7I/AAAAAAAABNE/MctBeo9m_u4/s72-c/IMG_2443.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-8441322916646411979</id><published>2008-10-27T23:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T09:47:36.482-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Random day at park</title><content type='html'>I feel like I am starting to title my blog posts like piece of art....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the weather being so beautiful in October, we try to take the kids out as much as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SQczxGx3mHI/AAAAAAAABMU/_tWpbTGKnTs/s1600-h/IMG_2440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262231608332097650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SQczxGx3mHI/AAAAAAAABMU/_tWpbTGKnTs/s400/IMG_2440.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SQczw6mV2BI/AAAAAAAABMM/QsimnAeyKSA/s1600-h/IMG_2439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262231605062522898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SQczw6mV2BI/AAAAAAAABMM/QsimnAeyKSA/s400/IMG_2439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SQczw9423rI/AAAAAAAABME/SI8KDqjf8i0/s1600-h/IMG_2438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262231605945491122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SQczw9423rI/AAAAAAAABME/SI8KDqjf8i0/s400/IMG_2438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SQczwUWQdnI/AAAAAAAABL8/Iey1HLK-r0o/s1600-h/IMG_2437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262231594794514034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SQczwUWQdnI/AAAAAAAABL8/Iey1HLK-r0o/s400/IMG_2437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look Mommy!  A-pane!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SQczwEbvZDI/AAAAAAAABL0/HrHJHNoAjwM/s1600-h/IMG_2435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262231590522545202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SQczwEbvZDI/AAAAAAAABL0/HrHJHNoAjwM/s400/IMG_2435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-8441322916646411979?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/8441322916646411979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=8441322916646411979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/8441322916646411979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/8441322916646411979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/10/random-day-at-park.html' title='Random day at park'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SQczxGx3mHI/AAAAAAAABMU/_tWpbTGKnTs/s72-c/IMG_2440.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-4182658695760572475</id><published>2008-10-26T21:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T09:43:01.681-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More from Jacob's Bday</title><content type='html'>This wasn't his real party. I didn't get any pics of that because I was busy trying not to fall over on my skates. But we did have pizza with the family the night before his Bday. I don't have any pics of the older kids. They were just too busy to stop and smile. And, honestly, we were too busy chasing little people around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Iz riding the m-go-round&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SQcyeIPTtUI/AAAAAAAABLs/LpXjkd7sLH8/s1600-h/IMG_2428_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262230182794868034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SQcyeIPTtUI/AAAAAAAABLs/LpXjkd7sLH8/s400/IMG_2428_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;E's turn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SQcydpCtqDI/AAAAAAAABLk/zd3175AgfzE/s1600-h/IMG_2432_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262230174420543538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 381px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SQcydpCtqDI/AAAAAAAABLk/zd3175AgfzE/s400/IMG_2432_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E and her bff J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SQcydWqdKqI/AAAAAAAABLc/Nnsus59OXyo/s1600-h/IMG_2426_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262230169486961314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SQcydWqdKqI/AAAAAAAABLc/Nnsus59OXyo/s400/IMG_2426_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at my teeth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SQcydK0TvpI/AAAAAAAABLU/C7paTZrm5Ks/s1600-h/IMG_2427_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262230166307061394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 327px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SQcydK0TvpI/AAAAAAAABLU/C7paTZrm5Ks/s400/IMG_2427_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-4182658695760572475?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/4182658695760572475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=4182658695760572475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/4182658695760572475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/4182658695760572475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/10/more-from-jacobs-bday.html' title='More from Jacob&apos;s Bday'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SQcyeIPTtUI/AAAAAAAABLs/LpXjkd7sLH8/s72-c/IMG_2428_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-6522402510372827968</id><published>2008-10-15T07:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T07:40:49.309-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you guess how old I am today???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SPXkcqyg8qI/AAAAAAAABLE/28Pt75N9vUQ/s1600-h/jacob9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257359321198555810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SPXkcqyg8qI/AAAAAAAABLE/28Pt75N9vUQ/s400/jacob9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He looks much more like a teenager in this picture. In fact, I got a little misty the first time I saw the picture in his backpack. I always think I have longer until he gets older. He was born a month early (his original edd was 11/14). He tried to join us in September, but the Dr. was able to stop my labor that time. As you can see he has always been eager to grow up faster than we'd like him to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He now rides his bike to and from school with friends and didn't ask for a single toy for his birthday. He asked for a video camera to make movies (which he got from his Nana) and a cell phone (I'm still considering that one). He is the best big brother a sister could ask for!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy 9th Bday J!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257359320060071026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SPXkcmjFDHI/AAAAAAAABLM/0H2uJNLp6iE/s400/IMG_1929_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-6522402510372827968?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/6522402510372827968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=6522402510372827968&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/6522402510372827968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/6522402510372827968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/10/can-you-guess-how-old-i-am-today.html' title='Can you guess how old I am today???'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SPXkcqyg8qI/AAAAAAAABLE/28Pt75N9vUQ/s72-c/jacob9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-7884586276005092746</id><published>2008-10-14T07:23:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T07:45:14.165-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What have we been doing???</title><content type='html'>The girls were a little under the weather last week, so everything came to a halt. We're not really sure if it's allergies or something else. It hasn't slowed them down much as far as playing though. I've been super busy with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lango&lt;/span&gt; as I start looking for those perfect teachers! And as the weather FINALLY starts to cool off, we have spent a lot more time outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E went to a model search event and got a free toothbrush&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SPSRUba2dxI/AAAAAAAABK8/rGVo2OHWVyE/s1600-h/ATT00001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256986445192001298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SPSRUba2dxI/AAAAAAAABK8/rGVo2OHWVyE/s400/ATT00001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sharing juice boxes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SPSRLEWEkJI/AAAAAAAABKU/N_nkjQTthLY/s1600-h/IMG_2421_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256986284379115666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SPSRLEWEkJI/AAAAAAAABKU/N_nkjQTthLY/s400/IMG_2421_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Discovering nature&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SPSRLYbCdHI/AAAAAAAABKc/sjZIHlEZl0s/s1600-h/IMG_2422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256986289768658034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SPSRLYbCdHI/AAAAAAAABKc/sjZIHlEZl0s/s400/IMG_2422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SPSRLZcjCCI/AAAAAAAABKk/r9Mv_iHym0k/s1600-h/IMG_2424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256986290043422754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SPSRLZcjCCI/AAAAAAAABKk/r9Mv_iHym0k/s400/IMG_2424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nature at the zoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SPSRLjUPWGI/AAAAAAAABKs/SVnNNSRhy2s/s1600-h/ATT00010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256986292692932706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SPSRLjUPWGI/AAAAAAAABKs/SVnNNSRhy2s/s400/ATT00010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharing a banana with daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SPSQRghr3PI/AAAAAAAABJs/VKOj_GsRSIA/s1600-h/IMG_2410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256985295511608562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SPSQRghr3PI/AAAAAAAABJs/VKOj_GsRSIA/s400/IMG_2410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Getting ready for church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SPSQR3B8ZRI/AAAAAAAABJ0/VFMgR74HGkA/s1600-h/IMG_2411_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256985301552489746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SPSQR3B8ZRI/AAAAAAAABJ0/VFMgR74HGkA/s400/IMG_2411_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Throwing a tantrum while getting ready to go to church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SPSQR0sdW0I/AAAAAAAABJ8/mJ_-GaK-x2o/s1600-h/IMG_2413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256985300925504322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SPSQR0sdW0I/AAAAAAAABJ8/mJ_-GaK-x2o/s400/IMG_2413.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reading a book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SPSQSLPqfYI/AAAAAAAABKE/kFXUpC51xwI/s1600-h/IMG_2414_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256985306978745730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SPSQSLPqfYI/AAAAAAAABKE/kFXUpC51xwI/s400/IMG_2414_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh my runny nose mommy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SPSQSXpKJdI/AAAAAAAABKM/bcDX5tLWRcY/s1600-h/IMG_2417_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256985310306903506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SPSQSXpKJdI/AAAAAAAABKM/bcDX5tLWRcY/s400/IMG_2417_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-7884586276005092746?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/7884586276005092746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=7884586276005092746&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/7884586276005092746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/7884586276005092746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-have-we-been-doing.html' title='What have we been doing???'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SPSRUba2dxI/AAAAAAAABK8/rGVo2OHWVyE/s72-c/ATT00001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-7695681615463027041</id><published>2008-10-03T13:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T13:56:59.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Exciting news!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some of you may have already received this via email:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am pleased to announce my position as the new director of &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Lango DFW North!&lt;/span&gt; Lango offers foreign language classes for children ages 18 months- 9 years. At Lango, children learn Spanish, French, or Mandarin in small-group, 45-minute full immersion classes 1-2 times per week. Our teachers use culturally based music, art, games, and stories to teach a second language in an environment kids will love. Through immersion-based classes, children will make developmental strides, experience other cultures and make new friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plan at this point is to have classes starting this January. In the summer, we offer language-immersion day camps! Right now my first objective is finding locations and teachers to hold class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mean time, please feel free to check out our website at &lt;a href="http://www.langokids.com/"&gt;http://www.langokids.com/&lt;/a&gt; . I don’t have the DFW North section up and running yet, so please feel free to ask any questions you may have. And, please feel free to forward to any parents you think might be interested in children’s foreign language as well as native speakers of French, Spanish, or Mandarin that might be interested in teaching. Must love kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have any questions, or would like to be on our mailing list, please contact me! &lt;a href="mailto:emaillangodfw@verizon.net"&gt;langodfw@verizon.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.langokids.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253003315719610498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SOZqrx1qoII/AAAAAAAABJk/xzfDpkHMXy0/s400/Lango.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-7695681615463027041?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/7695681615463027041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=7695681615463027041&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/7695681615463027041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/7695681615463027041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/10/exciting-news.html' title='Exciting news!'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SOZqrx1qoII/AAAAAAAABJk/xzfDpkHMXy0/s72-c/Lango.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-8789998087997739129</id><published>2008-10-01T13:20:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T14:08:00.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Something we all should be concerned with</title><content type='html'>About a month ago, I read a couple of books that started a new trend in our family. The books mostly talked about the health benefits of eating organic, whole, minimally-processed foods, but it also informed of hidden dangers lurking in everything we use. City water treated with chlorine, artificial sweeteners, shampoos with sodium laurel sulfates (SLS). The most toxic thing in your bathroom, one book said, is probably your lipstick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally I was concerned about the health of my family, so we have converted most of what we eat to organic produce, nitrate free lunch meats, whole grains, and we have ditched high fructose corn syrup. I bought natural shampoos, body soaps, paraben-free moisturizer and deodorants, and we are currently looking for a filtering shower head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of friends and family roll their eyes at me, but the truth is that these things (aside from the awful deodorant) taste better and make our skin feel better. We love making our food as colorful as possible by adding organic avocados, tomatoes, and spouts to ordinary turkey sandwiches! It feels better to eat and live clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today as I was watching my morning news show, a piece came on about the dangers of teen girls an their products. From what I understand, they tested 20 random teens and every single one of them had harmful chemicals in their blood (such as parabens, SLS, formaldehyde). They also said that the average teen uses 17 beauty products a day. That seems like a lot, but add up what you use. (BTW, toothpaste has SLS in it too...nice hunh?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They gave a list of ingredients to avoid in your products to reduce the amount of chemical exposure. My notes are included in red for your reading pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;— DMDM hydantoin and imidanzolidinyl urea, which are toxic contaminants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DMDM hydantoin is a preservative that works by releasing formaldehyde into the product.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It is used in shampoos and cosmetics to prevent molds, mildews, and bacterial spoilage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;— Fragrance and dyes, which can lead to allergies, cancer and problems of the nervous system&lt;br /&gt;— Methylchloroisothiazolinone and methylisothiazolinone, which can cause allergies and problems of the nervous system&lt;br /&gt;— Parbens or “-parben,” which can lead to hormone disruption&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Parabens are phytoestrogens (plant hormones) found in plants such as blueberries. They are used as preservatives in food, cosmetics, sunscreens, shampoos, and many other products...like lipstick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;— “PEG” and “-eth,” which are toxic contaminants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Polyethylene glycol. Used in toothpastes and creams as stabilizers. Some report that this chemical has a "low toxicity"...but when it is in everything you use??? Who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;— Sodium lauryl or laureth sulfate, which can cause skin damage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Commonly used in many soaps, shampoos, detergents, toothpastes and other products that we expect to "lather".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;— Triclosan and triclocarban, which can lead to problems with the thyroid and environmental concerns &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Found especially in antibacterial products and plastics with microban. Found in 75% of all liquid hand soaps and 30% of bar soap. Studies have shown Triclosan to be present in the milk of 3 out of 5 nursing women. Studies on regarding the effects on the thyroid gland led to evidence of a hypothermic effect (lowers body temperature) and a "non-specific depressant effect on the central nervous system. Good times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;— Triehanolamine (TEA), which can cause allergies and contain toxic contaminants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's scary to see all the weirdness they put in things. Anyway, if you are interested you can check out the full report here and listen to what Dr. Manny had to say regarding the report. Something that really caught my attention is that for years we have been hearing people say that the average age of puberty-onset is dropping. One example was premature breast development in 8-9 year old girls. Now they are showing evidence of hormone-altering chemicals in teen girls' blood. Coincidence? You decide!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ewg.org/book/export/html/26953"&gt;The full report&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.foxnews.com/video/index.html?playerId=videolandingpage&amp;amp;streamingFormat=FLASH&amp;amp;referralObject=3126294&amp;amp;referralPlaylistId=949437d0db05ed5f5b9954dc049d70b0c12f2749"&gt;The analysis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-8789998087997739129?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/8789998087997739129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=8789998087997739129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/8789998087997739129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/8789998087997739129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/10/something-we-all-should-be-concerned.html' title='Something we all should be concerned with'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-1335668777430961621</id><published>2008-10-01T13:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T13:15:57.058-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-school update</title><content type='html'>Thank you everyone for your prayers and thoughts.  Emma had the worst day at school on Monday crying most of the time. Through those tears she somehow managed to make a baby Moses in a basket during craft time.  She is very proud of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the best she has had yet.  She cried when she was dropped off, but Mrs. J said she didn't cry the rest of the day.  She also took pictures of her and sent them home so we could see her playing happily and enjoying snack time.  Her favorite thing about school must be the hand washing.  She always wants to wash her hands over and over.  Maybe she will pass on that passion to her siblings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-1335668777430961621?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/1335668777430961621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=1335668777430961621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/1335668777430961621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/1335668777430961621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/10/pre-school-update.html' title='Pre-school update'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-3984337380196279258</id><published>2008-09-29T10:05:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T12:04:25.205-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tinkle tinkle</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;E's favorite song! She actually asks to sing "How I".  Iz likes the same tune, but prefers "A, B, C".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2f8e3b54aeecb4a6" 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.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2f8e3b54aeecb4a6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329876891%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2D2B6A7F33A0787EEE625B7D5713498C61B648A4.5D0EB2B14CE1BD3B0B57D745FB1DA13CEE270441%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2f8e3b54aeecb4a6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DG2MU11mXKv8tsYMqBdM391OXj8s&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.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2f8e3b54aeecb4a6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329876891%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2D2B6A7F33A0787EEE625B7D5713498C61B648A4.5D0EB2B14CE1BD3B0B57D745FB1DA13CEE270441%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2f8e3b54aeecb4a6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DG2MU11mXKv8tsYMqBdM391OXj8s&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/5632292362493768475-3984337380196279258?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2f8e3b54aeecb4a6&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/3984337380196279258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=3984337380196279258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/3984337380196279258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/3984337380196279258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/09/tinkle-tinkle.html' title='Tinkle tinkle'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-1625900822355395689</id><published>2008-09-24T13:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T13:46:06.191-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-school...take 2</title><content type='html'>Well, she apparently cried most of the day today and refused he snack again.  *sigh* &lt;br /&gt;She seems fine now though.  Eating, playing, sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayers are welcomed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-1625900822355395689?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/1625900822355395689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=1625900822355395689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/1625900822355395689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/1625900822355395689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/09/pre-schooltake-2.html' title='Pre-school...take 2'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-3179005069168352748</id><published>2008-09-23T07:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T07:50:13.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'>E's first day of pre-school</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We were late to sign up, but at the last minute we decided E needed to be in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-school. She is painfully shy and we are hoping this helps her with socializing and learning. Right now we can't learn much at home with little sis always wanting to be in the middle of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't have any great pics since she was clinging to my leg the whole time. She cried when I dropped her off (even though I stayed in the room for 10 min w&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ith&lt;/span&gt; her). She was doing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; when I peeked back in 20 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; later. Then when we went back to pick her up (2 1/2 hours later) she was bawling. Poor thing. I know she will be &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;fine&lt;/span&gt; once everything becomes routine because as we walked out she was telling me all about her new teacher, chapel, and pointing to new friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BTW- It was AMAZING how much I accomplished yesterday while she was in school. Having one at home is easy!!! She will go every Monday and Wednesday this year from 8:30-11:30.  I can't believe I have 2 babies in school! Now if we could just ditch that paci...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E getting ready&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SNjk4DDR8pI/AAAAAAAABJM/z4Xu0Amy_6w/s1600-h/IMG_2397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249197017243185810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SNjk4DDR8pI/AAAAAAAABJM/z4Xu0Amy_6w/s400/IMG_2397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finishing up breakfast with Daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SNjk4ZRfABI/AAAAAAAABJU/-EFl1sX0i2w/s1600-h/IMG_2398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249197023208341522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SNjk4ZRfABI/AAAAAAAABJU/-EFl1sX0i2w/s400/IMG_2398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On our way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SNjk4u4uVkI/AAAAAAAABJc/euNbtpdtZpY/s1600-h/IMG_2399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249197029010069058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SNjk4u4uVkI/AAAAAAAABJc/euNbtpdtZpY/s400/IMG_2399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some of you parents will notice her car seat harness is not where it should be.  Well, she doesn't like it there and moves it.  Any ideas for how to keep it up where it should be would be greatly appreciated!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-3179005069168352748?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/3179005069168352748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=3179005069168352748&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/3179005069168352748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/3179005069168352748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/09/es-first-day-of-pre-school.html' title='E&apos;s first day of pre-school'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SNjk4DDR8pI/AAAAAAAABJM/z4Xu0Amy_6w/s72-c/IMG_2397.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-4204333475914200463</id><published>2008-09-21T23:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T07:38:38.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I think this is hilarious!</title><content type='html'>J learned how to make flip books to show motion this summer. Now he is taking that skill and trying to do movies. Here is one set of frames....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SNji6mcBpDI/AAAAAAAABIs/fODT_DhVPPg/s1600-h/IMG_2368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249194862078698546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SNji6mcBpDI/AAAAAAAABIs/fODT_DhVPPg/s400/IMG_2368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SNji7DFWLSI/AAAAAAAABI0/3NoaZ4LuYJI/s1600-h/IMG_2369.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249195117630306802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SNjjJecRufI/AAAAAAAABJE/X6zwvGxXp0M/s400/IMG_2369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SNji7flQDOI/AAAAAAAABI8/AwWk1PXbnhQ/s1600-h/IMG_2370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249194877418212578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SNji7flQDOI/AAAAAAAABI8/AwWk1PXbnhQ/s400/IMG_2370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-4204333475914200463?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/4204333475914200463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=4204333475914200463&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/4204333475914200463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/4204333475914200463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-think-this-is-hilarious.html' title='I think this is hilarious!'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SNji6mcBpDI/AAAAAAAABIs/fODT_DhVPPg/s72-c/IMG_2368.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-4368780998063216957</id><published>2008-09-07T21:28:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T21:44:41.951-05:00</updated><title type='text'>E's first (and probably last) clavichord lesson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Good form&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SMSOTy0iTZI/AAAAAAAABHk/Pl7FenGZK3Y/s1600-h/IMG_2388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243472336876883346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SMSOTy0iTZI/AAAAAAAABHk/Pl7FenGZK3Y/s400/IMG_2388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great page turn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SMSOUSgb_BI/AAAAAAAABH0/9WyqamEs-HY/s1600-h/IMG_2391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243472345382517778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SMSOUSgb_BI/AAAAAAAABH0/9WyqamEs-HY/s400/IMG_2391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is easy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243472344509256050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SMSOUPQPEXI/AAAAAAAABHs/jyht3UUPiGA/s400/IMG_2390.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Well...not so easy on the instrument!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-75fc5bb6a6242bd9" 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://v11.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D75fc5bb6a6242bd9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329876891%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D38A91C26631FF8DEAD3962AD6C301BCCCA41C6C9.2943C35D11FE45BB4B98EBE35576ADFA26A057C3%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D75fc5bb6a6242bd9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOowuV42wgkjU6IVIlzz5bOp4tJY&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://v11.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D75fc5bb6a6242bd9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329876891%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D38A91C26631FF8DEAD3962AD6C301BCCCA41C6C9.2943C35D11FE45BB4B98EBE35576ADFA26A057C3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D75fc5bb6a6242bd9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOowuV42wgkjU6IVIlzz5bOp4tJY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-4368780998063216957?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=75fc5bb6a6242bd9&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/4368780998063216957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=4368780998063216957&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/4368780998063216957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/4368780998063216957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/09/es-first-and-probably-last-clavichord.html' title='E&apos;s first (and probably last) clavichord lesson'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SMSOTy0iTZI/AAAAAAAABHk/Pl7FenGZK3Y/s72-c/IMG_2388.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-4400381543742124201</id><published>2008-09-06T11:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T21:44:24.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Totally random pics from the last week</title><content type='html'>I realize I am getting lazy, but we are in the middle of painting our house and remodeling. So things are crazy...and messy around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At our nephew, E's, party. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Our E didn't really ride these go karts and I am glad. She would have been terrified)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SMSQT0sLDgI/AAAAAAAABH8/nYxYYBI9V6w/s1600-h/IMG_2372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243474536401931778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SMSQT0sLDgI/AAAAAAAABH8/nYxYYBI9V6w/s400/IMG_2372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;J actually ended up riding with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SMSQUJKVoPI/AAAAAAAABIE/-PrP-4huZrM/s1600-h/IMG_2373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243474541897162994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SMSQUJKVoPI/AAAAAAAABIE/-PrP-4huZrM/s400/IMG_2373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can't you tell he is thrilled???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243475654094345378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SMSRU4az1KI/AAAAAAAABIk/2ndysFEoJsc/s400/IMG_2371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I wanna be a cowgirl! (with chocolate mustache)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SMSQUE00iXI/AAAAAAAABIM/BUEnIzR5axs/s1600-h/IMG_2380_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243474540733172082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SMSQUE00iXI/AAAAAAAABIM/BUEnIzR5axs/s400/IMG_2380_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Where can I get some of that chocolate???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SMSQUYp7S3I/AAAAAAAABIU/8x0ox6dYddI/s1600-h/IMG_2379_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243474546056186738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SMSQUYp7S3I/AAAAAAAABIU/8x0ox6dYddI/s400/IMG_2379_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our newly painted music room. The blue is actually turquoise. I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SMSQUkBx0CI/AAAAAAAABIc/NVzn6OGf6OI/s1600-h/IMG_2386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243474549109018658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SMSQUkBx0CI/AAAAAAAABIc/NVzn6OGf6OI/s400/IMG_2386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-4400381543742124201?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/4400381543742124201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=4400381543742124201&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/4400381543742124201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/4400381543742124201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/09/totally-random-pics-from-last-week.html' title='Totally random pics from the last week'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SMSQT0sLDgI/AAAAAAAABH8/nYxYYBI9V6w/s72-c/IMG_2372.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-7883509825744912714</id><published>2008-09-02T21:51:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T21:59:59.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No more babies here....</title><content type='html'>Today our littlest angel is 14 months old. It seems impossible since I think of her as the baby. I constantly carry her, and baby her in ways she has probably outgrown. But...she is my baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She has gone from a teeny baby in the NICU with a hole in her lung, to a child that can climb up on the couch to hang out and watch tv, climb up the stairs (with some assistance), and says more words than I have ever heard a child her age speak. Some of her regular words are: swimming, cookie, thank you, night night, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is still the cuddliest of the children, often hanging out in my lap for kisses and hugs, yet will venture the furthest away (besides J of course) from Mommy and Daddy.  E stays pretty close.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, and since her first birthday she has added 3 top teeth to her mouth, and another is on the way (remember she only had 2 bottoms at that time) . Don't they grow up WAY too fast?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241623233393579986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SL38jzjb19I/AAAAAAAABHc/zZLoI1uGTk8/s400/IMG_0965_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-7883509825744912714?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/7883509825744912714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=7883509825744912714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/7883509825744912714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/7883509825744912714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/09/no-more-babies-here.html' title='No more babies here....'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SL38jzjb19I/AAAAAAAABHc/zZLoI1uGTk8/s72-c/IMG_0965_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-9208821356118168715</id><published>2008-08-25T21:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T21:21:56.119-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Look out 3rd grade!</title><content type='html'>J had his first day of school today. He was more nervous than usual to start this year. For one, the 3rd grade classrooms are in the "big kid" wing. K-2 halls are on one side of the building, and 3-5 on the other. We used to have to fight those big kids walking through the BK wing down through the halls into the small fry wing. Well, now he is one of those big kids. In more than 1 way. He grew about an inch this summer and is 1/2 size away from wearing men's shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was also apprehensive about his teacher. This year he will have his first male teacher, and the only one that I know of at the school. I must admit I was secretly hoping he would be in his class just for a nice change. Third grade was my favorite year of Elementary school, and I want his experience to be positive. He came home today with loads of enthusiasm. In fact, his first words were "I LOVE 3rd grade!". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;J just outside school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SLNoKpfD1-I/AAAAAAAABHE/yyjdJ3dWu6o/s1600-h/PICT0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238645323706128354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SLNoKpfD1-I/AAAAAAAABHE/yyjdJ3dWu6o/s400/PICT0016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;J with BFF Brendan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SLNoLPiwMMI/AAAAAAAABHM/CPMyHk7NoNQ/s1600-h/3rdgrade"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238645333922164930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SLNoLPiwMMI/AAAAAAAABHM/CPMyHk7NoNQ/s400/3rdgrade" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; 3rd grade rocks!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SLNoLUFDcBI/AAAAAAAABHU/DmiK6YLHHtE/s1600-h/PICT0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238645335139774482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SLNoLUFDcBI/AAAAAAAABHU/DmiK6YLHHtE/s400/PICT0017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Thanks to Amanda for the pics!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-9208821356118168715?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/9208821356118168715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=9208821356118168715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/9208821356118168715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/9208821356118168715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/08/look-out-3rd-grade.html' title='Look out 3rd grade!'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SLNoKpfD1-I/AAAAAAAABHE/yyjdJ3dWu6o/s72-c/PICT0016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-7555285624468917271</id><published>2008-08-22T13:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T13:17:41.107-05:00</updated><title type='text'>America's next top model!</title><content type='html'>Check out this pic taken by Auntie Shell. Proof positive that she needs to be a professional photographer, and E needs to be on the cover of magazines...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SK8CldTdtQI/AAAAAAAABG8/LURgn_P-uAI/s1600-h/emma2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237407734199858434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SK8CldTdtQI/AAAAAAAABG8/LURgn_P-uAI/s400/emma2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-7555285624468917271?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/7555285624468917271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=7555285624468917271&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/7555285624468917271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/7555285624468917271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/08/americas-next-top-model.html' title='America&apos;s next top model!'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SK8CldTdtQI/AAAAAAAABG8/LURgn_P-uAI/s72-c/emma2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-9111565804368602074</id><published>2008-08-21T15:16:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T15:36:14.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Scenes from a 2 year old's birthday party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The cake&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237068245580126322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SK3N0npIGHI/AAAAAAAABFc/DSjKqr2N6Qw/s400/IMG_2356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The B-day girl&lt;/em&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237068252458740482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SK3N1BRHawI/AAAAAAAABFk/NeneuJbu48w/s400/IMG_2357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ready for swimming! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237068257262978754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SK3N1TKiRsI/AAAAAAAABFs/7_gQhxVN1V8/s400/IMG_2360.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cute pic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SK3PSEXZ4AI/AAAAAAAABG0/PntcL9FX8Fw/s1600-h/IMG_0963_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237069851018256386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SK3PSEXZ4AI/AAAAAAAABG0/PntcL9FX8Fw/s400/IMG_0963_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Josie wants little bro!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SK3O1nPC4EI/AAAAAAAABGE/ZzgD40fWh9Q/s1600-h/IMG_0942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237069362162229314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SK3O1nPC4EI/AAAAAAAABGE/ZzgD40fWh9Q/s400/IMG_0942.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One of E's favorite gifts was this picnic basket set from friend Nate.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SK3O1wITqNI/AAAAAAAABGM/lg3KpXKM7Gk/s1600-h/IMG_0945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237069364549888210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SK3O1wITqNI/AAAAAAAABGM/lg3KpXKM7Gk/s400/IMG_0945.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And these!!! I'm a movie star!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237068267803458098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SK3N16blOjI/AAAAAAAABF8/Er8RRUm5dvk/s400/IMG_0941.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E's bff Josie&lt;/em&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237068262233055506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SK3N1lrfoRI/AAAAAAAABF0/DtUhj0S2GAo/s400/IMG_2359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E's first princess doll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SK3O2ItnYyI/AAAAAAAABGU/QgN9Q67FyTM/s1600-h/IMG_0950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237069371148821282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SK3O2ItnYyI/AAAAAAAABGU/QgN9Q67FyTM/s400/IMG_0950.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let's sing  "&lt;em&gt;Happy birthday" to me!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237069374492058322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SK3O2VKtItI/AAAAAAAABGc/lWamarjP3Lg/s400/IMG_0953.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mmmmm...green frosting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237069843087338418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SK3PRm0hq7I/AAAAAAAABGs/OVk8SAyBWsY/s400/IMG_0962.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can we make it through the 'terrible twos' now???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SK3O200-puI/AAAAAAAABGk/3aigk1LrUvk/s1600-h/IMG_0955_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237069382990866146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SK3O200-puI/AAAAAAAABGk/3aigk1LrUvk/s400/IMG_0955_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-9111565804368602074?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/9111565804368602074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=9111565804368602074&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/9111565804368602074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/9111565804368602074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/08/scenes-from-2-year-olds-birthday-party.html' title='Scenes from a 2 year old&apos;s birthday party'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SK3N0npIGHI/AAAAAAAABFc/DSjKqr2N6Qw/s72-c/IMG_2356.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-895318516710762999</id><published>2008-08-14T16:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T17:19:28.274-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Look who is 2!!!</title><content type='html'>Well, today we have graduated from having a grade-schooler and two toddlers to having a grade-schooler, a pre-schooler and a toddler. I got the email a few hours ago from babycenter that says "Your pre-schooler: Managing emotions". I thought...wait...I don't have a pre-schooler!&lt;br /&gt;We had a few pre-birthday festivities that mostly involved family since there are 3 August B-days in our family. It started with pizza at Peter Piper. Then the girls went to the American Girl doll store. If you haven't seen this fad, it's pretty hysterical. Today we took E to her first spa day at the place she gets her haircut. They painted her toenails in a shade of bright pink that E picked out on her own. Then they did a nice expensive updo, that E quickly ripped out the moment she got home. I think she loved being the center of attention, and getting all pretty. She flashes her nails any time she sees someone new!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her real party won't be until this weekend...how fun ill that be? Odd that we will be facing a rain-out in the middle of August in Texas, but he temp is supposed to be below 100. What more could we ask for???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Getting polished!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SKSu-3Gku1I/AAAAAAAABE0/qfX6CHksLvs/s1600-h/IMG_2348.JPG"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234501061878004562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SKSu-3Gku1I/AAAAAAAABE0/qfX6CHksLvs/s400/IMG_2348.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I love this chair!  Can we take it home Daddy??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SKSu_J2D8cI/AAAAAAAABE8/HpI5W45-ZNU/s1600-h/IMG_2347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234501066909020610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SKSu_J2D8cI/AAAAAAAABE8/HpI5W45-ZNU/s400/IMG_2347.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey lady! You are interfering with me driving this plane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SKSu_b4IR3I/AAAAAAAABFE/IdSI7XrNC-w/s1600-h/IMG_2351_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234501071749531506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SKSu_b4IR3I/AAAAAAAABFE/IdSI7XrNC-w/s400/IMG_2351_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The updo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SKSu_tsk9fI/AAAAAAAABFM/vOrR3_8SiZo/s1600-h/IMG_2353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234501076532917746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SKSu_tsk9fI/AAAAAAAABFM/vOrR3_8SiZo/s400/IMG_2353.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy B-day to me!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SKSu_whz6-I/AAAAAAAABFU/igi6Ry3zn4U/s1600-h/IMG_2354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234501077293067234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SKSu_whz6-I/AAAAAAAABFU/igi6Ry3zn4U/s400/IMG_2354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls at church for E's Bday blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy donuts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SKSsr26HGiI/AAAAAAAABEM/eErnEsaeR-g/s1600-h/IMG_2332_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234498536384961058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SKSsr26HGiI/AAAAAAAABEM/eErnEsaeR-g/s400/IMG_2332_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SKSsrxodLSI/AAAAAAAABEU/8TOoqvefCUs/s1600-h/IMG_2334_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On our way to the American girl doll store. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As you can see they both have AG dolls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SKSssXOI2QI/AAAAAAAABEc/Xz2WKaAwwBs/s1600-h/IMG_2339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234498545058896130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SKSssXOI2QI/AAAAAAAABEc/Xz2WKaAwwBs/s400/IMG_2339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hannah outside the American Girl Doll store&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SKSssgBYHWI/AAAAAAAABEk/OgtLpAToZ4w/s1600-h/IMG_2340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234498547421289826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SKSssgBYHWI/AAAAAAAABEk/OgtLpAToZ4w/s400/IMG_2340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;E putting her baby in her own stroller. (Nana bought a doll stroller at the AG store so now we don't have THAT problem)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SKSssrlXSaI/AAAAAAAABEs/ZW5LKHfnrHA/s1600-h/IMG_2343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234498550525020578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SKSssrlXSaI/AAAAAAAABEs/ZW5LKHfnrHA/s400/IMG_2343.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;E eating pizza last Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SKSr-B_ZkqI/AAAAAAAABDk/J9D6BwfgsKA/s1600-h/IMG_2318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234497749085950626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SKSr-B_ZkqI/AAAAAAAABDk/J9D6BwfgsKA/s400/IMG_2318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Iz can't wait for pizza!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SKSr-d8gtoI/AAAAAAAABDs/3-mamnnH2u0/s1600-h/IMG_2311_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234497756590028418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SKSr-d8gtoI/AAAAAAAABDs/3-mamnnH2u0/s400/IMG_2311_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SKSr-c4KCxI/AAAAAAAABD0/T80r02iWSEA/s1600-h/IMG_2314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234497756303330066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SKSr-c4KCxI/AAAAAAAABD0/T80r02iWSEA/s400/IMG_2314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SKSr-kgvvBI/AAAAAAAABD8/68RvT2wudxE/s1600-h/IMG_2320_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234497758352620562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SKSr-kgvvBI/AAAAAAAABD8/68RvT2wudxE/s400/IMG_2320_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nana and Papa with their girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SKSr_LLARGI/AAAAAAAABEE/7FKzl1wNNVU/s1600-h/IMG_2324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234497768730412130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SKSr_LLARGI/AAAAAAAABEE/7FKzl1wNNVU/s400/IMG_2324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-895318516710762999?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/895318516710762999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=895318516710762999&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/895318516710762999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/895318516710762999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/08/look-who-is-2.html' title='Look who is 2!!!'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SKSu-3Gku1I/AAAAAAAABE0/qfX6CHksLvs/s72-c/IMG_2348.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-7790237599807189735</id><published>2008-08-11T20:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T20:51:28.331-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cedar Rapids Mission Trip</title><content type='html'>I never got around to telling you all about my Mission Trip.  Sorry, the Olympics are on and school is just around the corner.  I am trying to clean out the old, bring in the new, and organize despite it all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dear friend of ours, Ted, grew up in Cedar Rapids, Iowa.  There was a big flood, and thousands were displaced.  Families, businesses, organizations, churches...the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;entire&lt;/span&gt; downtown area was affected.  We went to help with the gutting portion of the rebuilding phase.  They actually call it "mucking".  There is a good reason for that.  Most houses up there have basements....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ick&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our team of 11 gutted two houses over 2 days of work.  I have tons of pictures, but don't have a lot of time to post, so I will let you watch the video I made of our trip on your own time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was astounded by the devastation.  There are no words to describe the feeling of seeing the magnitude of loss and destruction. Most of these pictures are my own, and some were shared from the other group. Ted has promised to take pictures of the restored homes on future visits to his home town.  If I can remember, I will share them with you when that time comes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=69c9ea1109774831afecd4" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;p=69c9ea1109774831afecd4&amp;skin_id=1702&amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:408px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link?p=69c9ea1109774831afecd4&amp;skin_id=1702&amp;source=emplay" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link_image/69c9ea1109774831afecd4/1702.gif" style="border:0px;" width="408" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;utm_medium=txt1" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Make an on-line slide show at &lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-7790237599807189735?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/7790237599807189735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=7790237599807189735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/7790237599807189735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/7790237599807189735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/08/cedar-rapids-mission-trip.html' title='Cedar Rapids Mission Trip'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-7972014063178512019</id><published>2008-08-11T20:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T20:29:21.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>GO TEAM USA!!!!</title><content type='html'>I am a HUGE Olympic swimming fan.  I used to swim in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;high school&lt;/span&gt;, but also my brother was on competitive swim teams as long as I can remember. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night's Men's 4x100m free relay for the gold was the single most exciting swimming event I have ever seen in my life!!!!  We rock!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now J wants to swim "like they do in the Olympics".  Sweet!  That is a sport I can handle him playing.  Pretty low n the injury risk!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-7972014063178512019?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/7972014063178512019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=7972014063178512019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/7972014063178512019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/7972014063178512019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/08/go-team-usa.html' title='GO TEAM USA!!!!'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-6348116433319140211</id><published>2008-08-04T16:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T19:59:03.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm getting a little verklempt...</title><content type='html'>I returned home late last night from a mission trip to Cedar Rapids, IA to work on the clean up efforts due to the devastating floods. More about that will follow later...along with pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I walked in, I was greeted by 3 happy children, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;drawings&lt;/span&gt; from each one, a "Welcome home mommy" sign, and a dozen red roses. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;, I should go away more often! The girls had to quickly go to bed since it was after 9pm, but they were eager to hang out this morning with their mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E was sitting on my lap facing me, just patting my face and said (crystal clear), "I missed you Mommy!". I nearly teared up. How sweet was that? I missed you guys too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-6348116433319140211?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/6348116433319140211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=6348116433319140211&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/6348116433319140211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/6348116433319140211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-getting-little-verklempt.html' title='I&apos;m getting a little verklempt...'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-2739739156202478374</id><published>2008-07-28T10:17:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T10:28:07.659-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So grown up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SI3k-vTbxKI/AAAAAAAABDc/2KY5VYBwna8/s1600-h/IMG_2134.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were over at a friend's house this weekend for their daughter's 2nd birthday. She is 3 weeks older than E, so naturally it reminded us that our little girl will soon be 2 as well. She has become such a little lady! Lately she has had quite the language explosion and is mostly speaking in 3-5 word sentences. A far cry from last year at this time when she hardly uttered a peep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her newest phrases are:&lt;br /&gt;Where did (Mommy, Daddy, Jacob, Izzie, etc) go?&lt;br /&gt;Daddy, Emma go swimming? (Really cute! She pronounces her own name Eeemah.)&lt;br /&gt;Emma get dressed. Emma go night night. Baby needs jammies.&lt;br /&gt;And saying "Bless you daddy" after a sneeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always fun to see what she will come up with next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SI3kuJCyqyI/AAAAAAAABC0/QRPAmbcdOjY/s1600-h/IMG_2073_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SI3kuYWujqI/AAAAAAAABC8/n77sbk3PKLg/s1600-h/IMG_2079_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228086227909906082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SI3kuYWujqI/AAAAAAAABC8/n77sbk3PKLg/s400/IMG_2079_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SI3kugYpsaI/AAAAAAAABDE/GUZOGTs6MUw/s1600-h/IMG_2136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228086230065459618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SI3kugYpsaI/AAAAAAAABDE/GUZOGTs6MUw/s400/IMG_2136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SI3kuwCz4cI/AAAAAAAABDM/amo-y4XA4tE/s1600-h/IMG_2137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228086234268819906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SI3kuwCz4cI/AAAAAAAABDM/amo-y4XA4tE/s400/IMG_2137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SI3kvaRhYhI/AAAAAAAABDU/pe3xn3M4J8U/s1600-h/IMG_2131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228086245604811282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SI3kvaRhYhI/AAAAAAAABDU/pe3xn3M4J8U/s400/IMG_2131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-2739739156202478374?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/2739739156202478374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=2739739156202478374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/2739739156202478374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/2739739156202478374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-grown-up.html' title='So grown up!'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SI3kuYWujqI/AAAAAAAABC8/n77sbk3PKLg/s72-c/IMG_2079_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-8738553376528190309</id><published>2008-07-17T23:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T11:09:19.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Such a sap!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was mine and B's anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;This is a little something I made for him.  Grad your barf bags now... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/shared?p=33182c19b277b124a76825&amp;skin_id=1602&amp;utm_source=otm&amp;utm_medium=image" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/cover_thumbnail?p=33182c19b277b124a76825&amp;view=2" border="0" alt="View this montage created at One True Media" title="View this montage created at One True Media"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Happy Anniversary!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-8738553376528190309?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/8738553376528190309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=8738553376528190309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/8738553376528190309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/8738553376528190309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/07/such-sap.html' title='Such a sap!'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-4244445050699786007</id><published>2008-07-15T16:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T16:34:57.561-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a BOY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congratulations to Dana and Jason Rieger (Iz's Godparents) on the birth of their beautiful son. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Derek Caeden Rieger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;July 12, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;8 lbs 13 oz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;19.5 inches long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Look at all that hair!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223356481620354482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SH0XC6Y3JbI/AAAAAAAABCk/b7HgzF6oEC8/s400/DCR" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Mommy and baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SH0XZsQmj_I/AAAAAAAABCs/kqO5aPPO0js/s1600-h/IMG_2170_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223356872964607986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SH0XZsQmj_I/AAAAAAAABCs/kqO5aPPO0js/s400/IMG_2170_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SH0XCo_dqpI/AAAAAAAABCc/HPy5aBzAjhA/s1600-h/IMG_2173_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-4244445050699786007?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/4244445050699786007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=4244445050699786007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/4244445050699786007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/4244445050699786007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-boy.html' title='It&apos;s a BOY!'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SH0XC6Y3JbI/AAAAAAAABCk/b7HgzF6oEC8/s72-c/DCR' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-5461749069634252052</id><published>2008-07-10T16:48:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T21:04:46.141-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1st Birthday for our baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake'/><title type='text'>The 1st birthday party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I got in trouble from family for not posting these sooner. Sorry, things have been a little crazy this week. The birthday and party went very well. It was hot....it's July...but the kids had fun playing in the pool and sandbox. Isabel got a lot of really nice things...not that she really needed anything! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peek-a-boo!!&lt;br /&gt;How did you know my signature color is green???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221569564100154018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHa92n4uUqI/AAAAAAAABAU/NWlz4KKF5NM/s400/IMG_2092_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;See that lady next to Iz....not the mom. That's Iz's Godmommy Dana. She is WAY pregnant (her baby was due Wednesday) and somehow she sat on the floor &lt;strong&gt;and&lt;/strong&gt; got up!!!! Amazing. She is being induced tomorrow. We are very excited for her. You can follow the fun &lt;a href="http://danarieger.blogspot.com/"&gt;here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHa5J1QeInI/AAAAAAAAA_E/oayIbY8r00k/s1600-h/IMG_2093_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221564396548792946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHa5J1QeInI/AAAAAAAAA_E/oayIbY8r00k/s400/IMG_2093_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Iz and her loot&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221569865014742402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHa-II4WjYI/AAAAAAAABAc/NuWdWWnQfVE/s400/IMG_2116_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My first attempt at a home made B-day cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221564407555271954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHa5KeQnrRI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/8xKHa5nfhKI/s400/IMG_2097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(After tasting it J replied "The cake is not so good b/c it's not chocolate Mommy, but the frosting is the best in the world. Can you make a chocolate cake with chocolate frosting for my Bday?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That pink layer was supposed to be between the top and the bottom layer here. But, it got a little too tall and rediculous for a 1st party. But it was tasty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHa5KgJB6KI/AAAAAAAAA_c/llmSKDyxCnA/s1600-h/IMG_2098_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221564408060307618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHa5KgJB6KI/AAAAAAAAA_c/llmSKDyxCnA/s400/IMG_2098_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Swim time! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHa4qL7MgMI/AAAAAAAAA-U/TT2uUYhwVic/s1600-h/IMG_2084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221563852877758658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHa4qL7MgMI/AAAAAAAAA-U/TT2uUYhwVic/s400/IMG_2084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Splashing fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221563854766053938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHa4qS9ZmjI/AAAAAAAAA-c/X0oLOO_5mk0/s400/IMG_2085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This photo is hilarious for so many reasons. Josie (E's Godparent's daughter) would frequently nick food from E and Iz's trays while we were at the beach. I was pretty good about making sure she never got the meat (they are vegetarians). But here, E was eating a REAL hot dog and by the time I got over there, I was informed she had eaten seveal pieces. Sorry A &amp;amp; C.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHa4qgFigoI/AAAAAAAAA-k/rTHgbHgZbEQ/s1600-h/IMG_2089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221563858289853058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHa4qgFigoI/AAAAAAAAA-k/rTHgbHgZbEQ/s400/IMG_2089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Take my food, just don't ake the sippy! Another food thief (cousin Andrew)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHa4q1mNu9I/AAAAAAAAA-s/cWctkvdPtl0/s1600-h/IMG_2090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221563864064048082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHa4q1mNu9I/AAAAAAAAA-s/cWctkvdPtl0/s400/IMG_2090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Iz's new ride from Nana and Papa, with cousin E. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHa4q-U7loI/AAAAAAAAA-0/8ub3Vzd4mFQ/s1600-h/IMG_2096_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221563866407474818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHa4q-U7loI/AAAAAAAAA-0/8ub3Vzd4mFQ/s400/IMG_2096_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the best part of ANY party...cake!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221567691985166274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHa8Jptun8I/AAAAAAAAA_0/xRLRJN-XW6E/s400/IMG_2102.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Not bad Mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221567696658840338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHa8J7IBOxI/AAAAAAAAA_8/aTZSdGe_h0Y/s400/IMG_2105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thank goodness the cake is meatless!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221567703403522018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHa8KUQE5-I/AAAAAAAABAM/Nq4xnds0W2k/s400/IMG_2114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Happy Birthday to me!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221567698075691714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHa8KAZ0qsI/AAAAAAAABAE/bRWNVUrEW3Y/s400/IMG_2107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-5461749069634252052?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/5461749069634252052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=5461749069634252052&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/5461749069634252052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/5461749069634252052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/07/1st-birthday-party.html' title='The 1st birthday party'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHa92n4uUqI/AAAAAAAABAU/NWlz4KKF5NM/s72-c/IMG_2092_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-355729517794883529</id><published>2008-07-09T12:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T21:25:12.933-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Last few days on the beach....</title><content type='html'>More pics...as if you have not seen enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My future's so bright....you know...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHbDkNxFdVI/AAAAAAAABB0/UhyIj5PnCyk/s1600-h/ATT00029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221575844920915282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHbDkNxFdVI/AAAAAAAABB0/UhyIj5PnCyk/s400/ATT00029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just the girls!!! Fun and sun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHbDkct_6ZI/AAAAAAAABB8/tLIYfc2QKck/s1600-h/IMG_2065_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221575848934500754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHbDkct_6ZI/AAAAAAAABB8/tLIYfc2QKck/s400/IMG_2065_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We should go on vacation more often!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHbDkg5isII/AAAAAAAABCE/6vZxHhLswus/s1600-h/IMG_2047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221575850056659074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHbDkg5isII/AAAAAAAABCE/6vZxHhLswus/s400/IMG_2047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Friends Donna and her daughter Blythe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHbDkudq-tI/AAAAAAAABCM/yoCIOH4RpYw/s1600-h/IMG_2053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221575853697858258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHbDkudq-tI/AAAAAAAABCM/yoCIOH4RpYw/s400/IMG_2053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jacob and Phoebe building...um...a sandcastle???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHbDk6PIs4I/AAAAAAAABCU/HNx4_fTw46s/s1600-h/IMG_2055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221575856858116994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHbDk6PIs4I/AAAAAAAABCU/HNx4_fTw46s/s400/IMG_2055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Katie got E to wear "pretties" in her hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221574628260990738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHbCdZWwTxI/AAAAAAAABBU/Y5DDRbN6aPI/s400/IMG_2023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And Jo too!!!&lt;br /&gt;Salt N Pepper!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHbCdCU02xI/AAAAAAAABBM/pGz-PeHa6J4/s1600-h/IMG_2028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221574622078884626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHbCdCU02xI/AAAAAAAABBM/pGz-PeHa6J4/s400/IMG_2028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dude, what's up with him???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHbCdutnNqI/AAAAAAAABBc/6c4b5LPNdTI/s1600-h/IMG_2029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221574633994008226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHbCdutnNqI/AAAAAAAABBc/6c4b5LPNdTI/s400/IMG_2029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I found a hermit crab at last!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHbCd9yutAI/AAAAAAAABBk/EqNtIPUKIHU/s1600-h/IMG_2020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221574638042002434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHbCd9yutAI/AAAAAAAABBk/EqNtIPUKIHU/s400/IMG_2020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So much sand...so little time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHbCeDMNVKI/AAAAAAAABBs/ctowlFdkZEM/s1600-h/ATT00032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221574639491044514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHbCeDMNVKI/AAAAAAAABBs/ctowlFdkZEM/s400/ATT00032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is from the day we went to the Sea Lab on the island, &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHbA3L3Uv0I/AAAAAAAABAk/YxO5G1KFKgE/s1600-h/IMG_2000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221572872292843330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHbA3L3Uv0I/AAAAAAAABAk/YxO5G1KFKgE/s400/IMG_2000.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; then out to lunch with just the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fam&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHbA3BgKBfI/AAAAAAAABAs/126kt1mDvw8/s1600-h/IMG_2007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221572869511316978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHbA3BgKBfI/AAAAAAAABAs/126kt1mDvw8/s400/IMG_2007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; although &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Iz&lt;/span&gt; didn't eat much that day.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHbA3e4iCpI/AAAAAAAABA0/p3QrFZk-LQY/s1600-h/IMG_2006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221572877398182546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHbA3e4iCpI/AAAAAAAABA0/p3QrFZk-LQY/s400/IMG_2006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Moviestar&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHbA3THKppI/AAAAAAAABA8/aZEFCawxkmQ/s1600-h/IMG_2002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221572874238338706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHbA3THKppI/AAAAAAAABA8/aZEFCawxkmQ/s400/IMG_2002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I actually got him to pose AND smile! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHbA3jIZBvI/AAAAAAAABBE/gclyIqvgkiI/s1600-h/IMG_2009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221572878538442482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHbA3jIZBvI/AAAAAAAABBE/gclyIqvgkiI/s400/IMG_2009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-355729517794883529?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/355729517794883529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=355729517794883529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/355729517794883529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/355729517794883529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/07/last-few-days-on-beach.html' title='Last few days on the beach....'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHbDkNxFdVI/AAAAAAAABB0/UhyIj5PnCyk/s72-c/ATT00029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-4754470465781686818</id><published>2008-07-06T15:36:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T17:19:28.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bug Sanctuary</title><content type='html'>Well, it was SUPPOSED to be a bird sanctuary, but we didn't see a single one. There was, however, a multitude of bugs to swat away. What fun! (P.s. J decided to pass on this adventure and played on the beach with the other "big" kids catching hermit crabs....smart kid!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking for birds with daddy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHEuCTdeJUI/AAAAAAAAA98/9qr3AQsS_-I/s1600-h/IMG_2038_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220004060217615682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHEuCTdeJUI/AAAAAAAAA98/9qr3AQsS_-I/s400/IMG_2038_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hmmmm, maybe they are down here???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHEuCyfqmDI/AAAAAAAAA-E/Dj0Ntt816ZI/s1600-h/IMG_2039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220004068548319282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHEuCyfqmDI/AAAAAAAAA-E/Dj0Ntt816ZI/s400/IMG_2039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Pretty girl in curls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHEuDcKO_pI/AAAAAAAAA-M/lgvfpjDZyfw/s1600-h/IMG_2040_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220004079732719250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHEuDcKO_pI/AAAAAAAAA-M/lgvfpjDZyfw/s400/IMG_2040_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Maybe this hat will keep the bugs away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHEtst1e0lI/AAAAAAAAA9M/eY9opVcLkcA/s1600-h/IMG_2032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220003689340523090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHEtst1e0lI/AAAAAAAAA9M/eY9opVcLkcA/s400/IMG_2032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey! Wait! That's MY hat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHEtsylTUiI/AAAAAAAAA9U/NTN1UuDucgY/s1600-h/IMG_2033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220003690614837794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHEtsylTUiI/AAAAAAAAA9U/NTN1UuDucgY/s400/IMG_2033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can we just go back to the beach???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHEttdOJ9lI/AAAAAAAAA9c/HRfZBD-eKQo/s1600-h/IMG_2034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220003702060480082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHEttdOJ9lI/AAAAAAAAA9c/HRfZBD-eKQo/s400/IMG_2034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still looking for those darn birds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHEttlkpizI/AAAAAAAAA9k/K1TaHQM6yyw/s1600-h/IMG_2035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220003704302308146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHEttlkpizI/AAAAAAAAA9k/K1TaHQM6yyw/s400/IMG_2035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lousy attempt at a photo opp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHEtt8JS4JI/AAAAAAAAA9s/IirKEffDdjw/s1600-h/IMG_2036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220003710361591954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHEtt8JS4JI/AAAAAAAAA9s/IirKEffDdjw/s400/IMG_2036.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;And...still not working&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220004059168260082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHEuCPjSP_I/AAAAAAAAA90/pRqrCPSxswU/s400/IMG_2037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't stay long, and enjoyed a nice lunch after! I don't recommend bird sanctuaries to people traveling with small children. If you do go, take a lot of bug spray!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-4754470465781686818?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/4754470465781686818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=4754470465781686818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/4754470465781686818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/4754470465781686818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/07/bug-sanctuary.html' title='The Bug Sanctuary'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SHEuCTdeJUI/AAAAAAAAA98/9qr3AQsS_-I/s72-c/IMG_2038_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-4413475644156208400</id><published>2008-07-02T21:15:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T21:41:47.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who is 1 today???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Can you believe our baby is one? Last year at this time I was super sick from all the IV pain meds and not allowed to get out of bed to visit my baby with the hole in her lung in the NICU. It was devastating not being able to hold her right after birth...and for several says after. I can't imagine moms that have to go longer. My night nurse sneaked me out of my bed into a wheelchair and flew me downstairs to see my poor little girl, but I was a vomitting mess and they made me leave as soon as I started up again. She left the NICU 2 days later, but we watched her breathing for months...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now...there is no stopping her! She is a ray of Sunshine in our lives. We are blessed to have her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SGw3_SNFWKI/AAAAAAAAA7M/eU9EGKii8jE/s1600-h/IMG_0728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218607628573563042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SGw3_SNFWKI/AAAAAAAAA7M/eU9EGKii8jE/s400/IMG_0728.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SGw3_vJYOZI/AAAAAAAAA7U/BGDuNJtPQeg/s1600-h/IMG_0733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218607636342651282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SGw3_vJYOZI/AAAAAAAAA7U/BGDuNJtPQeg/s400/IMG_0733.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SGw3_yD1ilI/AAAAAAAAA7c/BTVZxEattcA/s1600-h/IMG_0739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218607637124713042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SGw3_yD1ilI/AAAAAAAAA7c/BTVZxEattcA/s400/IMG_0739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today at Peter Piper Pizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218611077278283474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SGw7IBoXNtI/AAAAAAAAA7k/g6zME8iFB38/s400/IMG_2068_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"Window shopping" at an early age&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218611084107003394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SGw7IbEdNgI/AAAAAAAAA7s/SqScIPUP7Ho/s400/IMG_2070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Riding the rides...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218611082442740946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SGw7IU3qlNI/AAAAAAAAA70/ka5ey-OiI-o/s400/IMG_2074_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218611087205925954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SGw7ImnTBEI/AAAAAAAAA78/N84hrDIPJ0w/s400/IMG_2076_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Can we get some pizza here???&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218611097931866754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SGw7JOkj4oI/AAAAAAAAA8E/scQprqRop4I/s400/IMG_2080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-4413475644156208400?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/4413475644156208400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=4413475644156208400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/4413475644156208400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/4413475644156208400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/07/guess-who-is-1-today.html' title='Guess who is 1 today???'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SGw3_SNFWKI/AAAAAAAAA7M/eU9EGKii8jE/s72-c/IMG_0728.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-1360549927097891119</id><published>2008-07-01T22:11:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T21:49:59.482-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More beach pics...</title><content type='html'>From the first REAL day on the beach....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Are you SURE I won't get dirty...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SGw92xbtl_I/AAAAAAAAA80/LA0SARIC7lI/s1600-h/IMG_1990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218614079407364082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SGw92xbtl_I/AAAAAAAAA80/LA0SARIC7lI/s400/IMG_1990.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fun in the sand....and behind them in the water....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SGw93BRc-9I/AAAAAAAAA88/UJge_p4d5C4/s1600-h/IMG_1994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218614083659299794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SGw93BRc-9I/AAAAAAAAA88/UJge_p4d5C4/s400/IMG_1994.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SGw93XBCZ1I/AAAAAAAAA9E/ldrTnthOxdw/s1600-h/IMG_1995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218614089496029010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SGw93XBCZ1I/AAAAAAAAA9E/ldrTnthOxdw/s400/IMG_1995.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Iz not digging the sand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SGw85idcoFI/AAAAAAAAA8M/_ws9dzXWRGQ/s1600-h/IMG_1988_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218613027416088658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SGw85idcoFI/AAAAAAAAA8M/_ws9dzXWRGQ/s400/IMG_1988_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Surfer girl E runs to the water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SGw85_BQB7I/AAAAAAAAA8U/qSeeEdl_Ga0/s1600-h/IMG_1989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218613035082450866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SGw85_BQB7I/AAAAAAAAA8U/qSeeEdl_Ga0/s400/IMG_1989.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My digital zoom seems to be out of focus. He was pretty far away from me in this pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SGw85_-XdII/AAAAAAAAA8c/6EUPGUR4-a8/s1600-h/IMG_1991_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218613035338790018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SGw85_-XdII/AAAAAAAAA8c/6EUPGUR4-a8/s400/IMG_1991_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;E's Godmommy C catchin' some rays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SGw86N3I4_I/AAAAAAAAA8k/ffsX0_t2530/s1600-h/IMG_1993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218613039066571762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SGw86N3I4_I/AAAAAAAAA8k/ffsX0_t2530/s400/IMG_1993.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-1360549927097891119?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/1360549927097891119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=1360549927097891119&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/1360549927097891119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/1360549927097891119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/07/more-beach-pics.html' title='More beach pics...'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SGw92xbtl_I/AAAAAAAAA80/LA0SARIC7lI/s72-c/IMG_1990.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-2082792770686833982</id><published>2008-07-01T09:19:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T09:42:05.175-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First steps on the beach</title><content type='html'>The day we arrived, we didn't let the kids go swimming since we were all too tired to rescue should anyone float out to sea. After a long car ride it was nice to gt out in the open air and feel the sand between our toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is Katie. She came along to help out with the kids. It wa really nice because we could go hang out at the beach during nap time without worrying about little ones near the water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E calls her Kay-ee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SGo9lUDmZzI/AAAAAAAAA6w/dDVOQsJp1ns/s1600-h/IMG_1983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218050829510403890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SGo9lUDmZzI/AAAAAAAAA6w/dDVOQsJp1ns/s400/IMG_1983.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, we weren't going to swim...but you can see J diving in behind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SGo9lzHVcnI/AAAAAAAAA64/DezPS2IsXOQ/s1600-h/IMG_1984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218050837847569010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SGo9lzHVcnI/AAAAAAAAA64/DezPS2IsXOQ/s400/IMG_1984.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not so sure I like this sand stuff....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SGo9lxQp4lI/AAAAAAAAA7A/ro0p9V7cjlc/s1600-h/IMG_1985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218050837349786194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SGo9lxQp4lI/AAAAAAAAA7A/ro0p9V7cjlc/s400/IMG_1985.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(pics from our first day)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-2082792770686833982?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/2082792770686833982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=2082792770686833982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/2082792770686833982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/2082792770686833982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/07/first-steps-on-beach.html' title='First steps on the beach'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SGo9lUDmZzI/AAAAAAAAA6w/dDVOQsJp1ns/s72-c/IMG_1983.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-5984813943826856240</id><published>2008-06-30T21:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T21:10:43.059-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The view from our house</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SGmSAIkftDI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/DyY-OAonIUI/s1600-h/IMG_2010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217862174283641906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SGmSAIkftDI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/DyY-OAonIUI/s400/IMG_2010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SGmSAadlylI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/YVoo0IVYZOY/s1600-h/IMG_2011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217862179086518866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SGmSAadlylI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/YVoo0IVYZOY/s400/IMG_2011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SGmSAsFBmJI/AAAAAAAAA6g/awc2fD0gV84/s1600-h/IMG_2013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217862183815321746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SGmSAsFBmJI/AAAAAAAAA6g/awc2fD0gV84/s400/IMG_2013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SGmSA68leRI/AAAAAAAAA6o/SZwzJHUE36s/s1600-h/IMG_2015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217862187806456082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SGmSA68leRI/AAAAAAAAA6o/SZwzJHUE36s/s400/IMG_2015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-5984813943826856240?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/5984813943826856240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=5984813943826856240&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/5984813943826856240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/5984813943826856240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/06/view-from-our-house.html' title='The view from our house'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SGmSAIkftDI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/DyY-OAonIUI/s72-c/IMG_2010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-6905038368390575147</id><published>2008-06-29T09:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T09:36:21.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We're back!</title><content type='html'>In case I forgot to mention it, last week we took a family trip to Dauphin Island.  It was a much needed vacation, but since we went with other families (and their children), it was a learning experience as well. You can't throw 7 children into the same house and expect them to b on the same schedule....and....sound travels.  (Especially the sounds of crying/screaming children).  Despite the inherent lack of sleep...fun was had by all. &lt;br /&gt;My boys have sunburns, but us girls were smart enough to protect our skin with ample sunblock....although towards the last few days we were burning through the SPF 50...after 3 applications.  That sun was intense! All of us have a lot more blonde in our hair....even B's arm hair bleached out! The beach was amazing! Several times we saw dolphins swimming just a football field away from us. At first we just saw the dorsal fin and got a little freaked out at the thought of swimming with sharks...but it became clear that wasn't the case.  They would jump out of the water and play after feeding.  The kids got a huge kick out of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post pics as soon as I get them up and loaded....and get some much needed sleep!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-6905038368390575147?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/6905038368390575147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=6905038368390575147&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/6905038368390575147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/6905038368390575147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/06/were-back.html' title='We&apos;re back!'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-6288127422896860270</id><published>2008-06-16T20:35:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T20:46:14.979-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The dog days of summer</title><content type='html'>For lack of time, and artistic ability right now...I am just posting some fun pics of the kids playing this summer. It's been a scorcher, and will continue to get warmer I am sure. Wait...it's not even officially summer until Saturday. Ugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dig my 'do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SFcWY9zXpwI/AAAAAAAAA5I/yxR6oWULS9o/s1600-h/IMG_1968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212659711867332354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SFcWY9zXpwI/AAAAAAAAA5I/yxR6oWULS9o/s400/IMG_1968.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chaos (times 3!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SFcWZAihhdI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/wTG2mduIXfs/s1600-h/IMG_1977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212659712601982418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SFcWZAihhdI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/wTG2mduIXfs/s400/IMG_1977.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SFcWZu8aPQI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/EqMn-ATnuo4/s1600-h/IMG_1975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212659725058587906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SFcWZu8aPQI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/EqMn-ATnuo4/s400/IMG_1975.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;E loves her Papa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SFcWaZAs8yI/AAAAAAAAA5g/mmsOwLWwJ1c/s1600-h/IMG_1979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212659736350880546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SFcWaZAs8yI/AAAAAAAAA5g/mmsOwLWwJ1c/s400/IMG_1979.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2 babies are better than 1! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212659741833947922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SFcWatb96xI/AAAAAAAAA5o/A77nIbIb-D8/s400/IMG_1919_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like our new sandbox???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SFcVe5-1l2I/AAAAAAAAA4g/5gSUoayltNE/s1600-h/IMG_1958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212658714409277282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SFcVe5-1l2I/AAAAAAAAA4g/5gSUoayltNE/s400/IMG_1958.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SFcVfWl0IpI/AAAAAAAAA4o/OJC5f_6FIbg/s1600-h/IMG_1954.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SFcVfhmNjMI/AAAAAAAAA4w/dyQu4K4a0SI/s1600-h/IMG_1961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212658725043408066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SFcVfhmNjMI/AAAAAAAAA4w/dyQu4K4a0SI/s400/IMG_1961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And patio furniture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SFcVgPIeLtI/AAAAAAAAA44/twQeZmKotMk/s1600-h/IMG_1966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212658737266699986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SFcVgPIeLtI/AAAAAAAAA44/twQeZmKotMk/s400/IMG_1966.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SFcVgvZuDqI/AAAAAAAAA5A/icWude4jJYA/s1600-h/IMG_1963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212658745928978082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SFcVgvZuDqI/AAAAAAAAA5A/icWude4jJYA/s400/IMG_1963.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-6288127422896860270?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/6288127422896860270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=6288127422896860270&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/6288127422896860270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/6288127422896860270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/06/dog-days-of-summer.html' title='The dog days of summer'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SFcWY9zXpwI/AAAAAAAAA5I/yxR6oWULS9o/s72-c/IMG_1968.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-7346556265328009346</id><published>2008-06-15T23:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T20:56:42.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where do I come from???</title><content type='html'>Who do our children look like? I'm not sure, you be the judge. We only have 1 bad quality pic of Brad as a baby, but I think that E has a strong resemblance to him as a toddler, but has my darker eye color. That hair is definitely not from him. Mommy had the curly flyaway locks. (Still would if she wouldn't spend so much time straightening them with the blow dryer.) We seem to be in agreement that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Iz&lt;/span&gt; looks like her brother, but has her daddy's crystal blue color of eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mommy (age 2)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SFcYEhyVI5I/AAAAAAAAA5w/uyVsEFAEr9g/s1600-h/IMG_1931_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212661559772652434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SFcYEhyVI5I/AAAAAAAAA5w/uyVsEFAEr9g/s400/IMG_1931_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Big brother @ 6 months could be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Iz's&lt;/span&gt; twin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SFcYE1k783I/AAAAAAAAA54/JvlLFXEDWDg/s1600-h/IMG_1929_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212661565085184882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SFcYE1k783I/AAAAAAAAA54/JvlLFXEDWDg/s400/IMG_1929_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mommy (age 1)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can definitely see where the kids get their noses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SFcYFG7o10I/AAAAAAAAA6A/3KjGt1mGKuQ/s1600-h/IMG_1932_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212661569743804226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SFcYFG7o10I/AAAAAAAAA6A/3KjGt1mGKuQ/s400/IMG_1932_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy, a little older than E is now. She certainly has is mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SFcYFrxjS0I/AAAAAAAAA6I/vsP_GJsQ69Y/s1600-h/IMG_1934_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212661579633609538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SFcYFrxjS0I/AAAAAAAAA6I/vsP_GJsQ69Y/s400/IMG_1934_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-7346556265328009346?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/7346556265328009346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=7346556265328009346&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/7346556265328009346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/7346556265328009346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/06/where-do-i-come-from.html' title='Where do I come from???'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SFcYEhyVI5I/AAAAAAAAA5w/uyVsEFAEr9g/s72-c/IMG_1931_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-4343677840963895898</id><published>2008-06-12T08:58:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T12:05:44.672-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's official...</title><content type='html'>We have a walker....and thus, TWO toddlers. Heaven help us all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iz has been toying around with the idea of walking, but it wasn't really until last week that she decided now is the time. It took only 3 days to go from a few steps here and there to walking 85-90% of the time. It may be because mommy has been putting her in shorts since it's been so warm. It's sad to see the baby days fade away, but at the same tie I am so excited about being able to put her in dresses this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video from this past Saturday. Oh how things have changed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b574ba3c0715d8c" 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://v18.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0b574ba3c0715d8c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329876892%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D672728C249BFEE9A4AF81E180705C9936DC8A121.298A8C49D818AE8F8EA06E7BD2059FA770FE6EB5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db574ba3c0715d8c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DX3-43O3UryaQheLtq8bTD9CF7Ek&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://v18.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0b574ba3c0715d8c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329876892%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D672728C249BFEE9A4AF81E180705C9936DC8A121.298A8C49D818AE8F8EA06E7BD2059FA770FE6EB5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db574ba3c0715d8c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DX3-43O3UryaQheLtq8bTD9CF7Ek&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/5632292362493768475-4343677840963895898?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b574ba3c0715d8c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/4343677840963895898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=4343677840963895898&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/4343677840963895898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/4343677840963895898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s official...'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-689690560304501356</id><published>2008-06-06T16:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T16:49:22.719-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So long 2nd grade!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, J had his last day of school party and awards ceremony. It was bittersweet. Next year he moves across the building to the "big kid" wing, where they have the 3rd, 4th and 5th grade rooms. Big man on campus....not so big next year.  But at the same time...it's SUMMER! Party time! Also...I honestly believe that his teacher this year was the best he has had so far in all of his schools.  You can tell she is a teacher because she loves what she does...not just for a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can you believe we have a 3rd grader in the house now???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SEmv7KERXyI/AAAAAAAAA34/zJRYRHbGnE8/s1600-h/IMG_1920_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208887874880102178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SEmv7KERXyI/AAAAAAAAA34/zJRYRHbGnE8/s400/IMG_1920_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jacob was voted "Most Creative" by his teacher and classmates!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SEmv7d2RIqI/AAAAAAAAA4A/2wlBiUNORUY/s1600-h/IMG_1924_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208887880190075554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SEmv7d2RIqI/AAAAAAAAA4A/2wlBiUNORUY/s400/IMG_1924_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SEmv7_EVP8I/AAAAAAAAA4I/MpTaXsJkvf8/s1600-h/IMG_1926.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mrs. A getting weepy over the kids moving on to "the big kid wing" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SEmv8Lnn2wI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/-KFvM7xWJoQ/s1600-h/IMG_1921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208887892476680962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SEmv8Lnn2wI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/-KFvM7xWJoQ/s400/IMG_1921.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kids writing messages to Mrs. A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SEmv8bykuQI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/QpNWWlT4HX0/s1600-h/IMG_1926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208887896817580290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SEmv8bykuQI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/QpNWWlT4HX0/s400/IMG_1926.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-689690560304501356?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/689690560304501356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=689690560304501356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/689690560304501356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/689690560304501356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/06/so-long-2nd-grade.html' title='So long 2nd grade!'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SEmv7KERXyI/AAAAAAAAA34/zJRYRHbGnE8/s72-c/IMG_1920_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-1789693943605066371</id><published>2008-06-02T09:33:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T09:48:34.285-05:00</updated><title type='text'>11 months....and talking!</title><content type='html'>Today the baby of our family is 11 months old. It's so very hard to believe that in just 30 days, she will be 1...and well on her way to being a little girl instead of a baby. B and I call her our little "ray of sunshine". She always greets us with a smile and showers us with hugs and kisses. She can be demanding at times to some, but I just try to look at is as a girl who knows what she wants...and wants it NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...what have I learned in 11 months???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can say more words than you would expect me to at this age: Ma ma (sounds more like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;meh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;meh&lt;/span&gt;), &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt;, baby, thank you, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;nite&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;nite&lt;/span&gt;, bye bye, no, yeah, and many more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I still love my remotes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SEQGCM_NfWI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/tGH8WM6BQo4/s1600-h/IMG_1909_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207293704062991714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SEQGCM_NfWI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/tGH8WM6BQo4/s400/IMG_1909_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;And can stand while I hold both!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SEQGCc_NfXI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/lzO636vLtYI/s1600-h/IMG_1907_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207293708357959026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SEQGCc_NfXI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/lzO636vLtYI/s400/IMG_1907_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I have two teeth. Where are the rest of them? I could sure use them since I will only eat table food now. No more baby food for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SEQGC8_NfYI/AAAAAAAAA3g/Ubd07RJX1k8/s1600-h/IMG_1908_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207293716947893634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SEQGC8_NfYI/AAAAAAAAA3g/Ubd07RJX1k8/s400/IMG_1908_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I can walk across the room, when I want or need to. But I am still faster when I crawl.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SEQGDM_NfZI/AAAAAAAAA3o/Atuo_mASEXk/s1600-h/IMG_1914_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207293721242860946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SEQGDM_NfZI/AAAAAAAAA3o/Atuo_mASEXk/s400/IMG_1914_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I don't nurse anymore. I drink a bottle...and can hold it myself!!!&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SEQGDc_NfaI/AAAAAAAAA3w/q5CjuYo_8Yw/s1600-h/IMG_1915_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207293725537828258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SEQGDc_NfaI/AAAAAAAAA3w/q5CjuYo_8Yw/s400/IMG_1915_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And best of all....I SLEEP THROUGH THE NIGHT FINALLY!!!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt; ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-1789693943605066371?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/1789693943605066371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=1789693943605066371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/1789693943605066371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/1789693943605066371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/06/11-monthsand-talking.html' title='11 months....and talking!'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SEQGCM_NfWI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/tGH8WM6BQo4/s72-c/IMG_1909_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-8159222941402095645</id><published>2008-06-01T23:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T09:31:48.452-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beat the heat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yesterday to beat the above-average temps, we went to a friend's pool for the day and took the girls. Iz had never been swimming before. They were a little apprehensive at first, but by the end of the day both were jumping off the side to someone standing in the pool. NO FEAR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All aboard the floaties&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SEQC3c_NfPI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/c6OFnax38-s/s1600-h/IMG_1890_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207290220844514546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SEQC3c_NfPI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/c6OFnax38-s/s400/IMG_1890_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hi Daddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SEQC3s_NfQI/AAAAAAAAA2g/0HRPhJAhXhk/s1600-h/IMG_1891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207290225139481858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SEQC3s_NfQI/AAAAAAAAA2g/0HRPhJAhXhk/s400/IMG_1891.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My first swim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SEQC4M_NfRI/AAAAAAAAA2o/0gjVVzAOk24/s1600-h/IMG_1892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207290233729416466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SEQC4M_NfRI/AAAAAAAAA2o/0gjVVzAOk24/s400/IMG_1892.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wait, I can float on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SEQC4c_NfSI/AAAAAAAAA2w/agA8ky4EtLU/s1600-h/IMG_1896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207290238024383778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SEQC4c_NfSI/AAAAAAAAA2w/agA8ky4EtLU/s400/IMG_1896.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think I could get used to this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SEQC4s_NfTI/AAAAAAAAA24/0Rghg4m-g0o/s1600-h/IMG_1897_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207290242319351090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SEQC4s_NfTI/AAAAAAAAA24/0Rghg4m-g0o/s400/IMG_1897_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E contemplating a jump to Auntie Shell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207291255931632962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SEQDzs_NfUI/AAAAAAAAA3A/Da6s8VdbZ3c/s400/IMG_1902.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Mom, sunscreen in hair...not such a good look!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207291260226600274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SEQDz8_NfVI/AAAAAAAAA3I/01z6bw9mppA/s400/IMG_1900.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-8159222941402095645?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/8159222941402095645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=8159222941402095645&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/8159222941402095645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/8159222941402095645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/06/beat-heat.html' title='Beat the heat!'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SEQC3c_NfPI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/c6OFnax38-s/s72-c/IMG_1890_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-7905238967352649374</id><published>2008-05-21T17:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T17:28:27.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day at the zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;For Mother's Day I decided I wanted to take the little one to the zoo. I used to take J all the time when he was about 2 and he always enjoyed it. We went the day after since we knew it would be crowded, so unfortunately, J had to be at school. We didn't get many pics, but here are a few.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SDShwlVAdcI/AAAAAAAAA2A/YaIT6PWM-jQ/s1600-h/IMG_1870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202961325545780674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SDShwlVAdcI/AAAAAAAAA2A/YaIT6PWM-jQ/s400/IMG_1870.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; See the monkey way off in the distance???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SDShxFVAddI/AAAAAAAAA2I/yq_Nnljxg3I/s1600-h/IMG_1869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202961334135715282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SDShxFVAddI/AAAAAAAAA2I/yq_Nnljxg3I/s400/IMG_1869.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Girls looking at the Tiger!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SDShxVVAdeI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/fEPw3YLXUx8/s1600-h/IMG_1871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202961338430682594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SDShxVVAdeI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/fEPw3YLXUx8/s400/IMG_1871.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-7905238967352649374?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/7905238967352649374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=7905238967352649374&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/7905238967352649374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/7905238967352649374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/05/day-at-zoo.html' title='Day at the zoo'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SDShwlVAdcI/AAAAAAAAA2A/YaIT6PWM-jQ/s72-c/IMG_1870.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-8992767985102551199</id><published>2008-05-17T09:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T09:42:27.081-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Emma loves shoes</title><content type='html'>She puts on every shoe in sight...but has particular fondness for this pair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SC7ublVAdZI/AAAAAAAAA1o/ELBZDiRidgI/s1600-h/IMG_1860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201356777303602578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SC7ublVAdZI/AAAAAAAAA1o/ELBZDiRidgI/s400/IMG_1860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pushing her baby around in the stroller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SC7ub1VAdaI/AAAAAAAAA1w/EuXW60v6x-k/s1600-h/IMG_1751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201356781598569890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SC7ub1VAdaI/AAAAAAAAA1w/EuXW60v6x-k/s400/IMG_1751.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cuddling with Mommy before bedtime on Mother's Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SC7uclVAdbI/AAAAAAAAA14/B76KA2KY7pM/s1600-h/IMG_1866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201356794483471794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SC7uclVAdbI/AAAAAAAAA14/B76KA2KY7pM/s400/IMG_1866.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-8992767985102551199?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/8992767985102551199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=8992767985102551199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/8992767985102551199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/8992767985102551199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/05/emma-loves-shoes.html' title='Emma loves shoes'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SC7ublVAdZI/AAAAAAAAA1o/ELBZDiRidgI/s72-c/IMG_1860.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-5831842570502542449</id><published>2008-05-14T09:39:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T09:45:12.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Move over Mr. Woods!!!!</title><content type='html'>How many 8 y/o's do you know with a set of their own golf clubs??? Not many??? How many do you know with 2 sets of their own clubs? Well, now you know at least one. J got a set of clubs last fal and enjoyed golf so much that he was given a brand new set for Christmas. He keeps one set here and one set at his dad's so he can golf whenever the opportunity rises. Check him out!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look at that form!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SCr6alVAdXI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/Jm38jNmVOmQ/s1600-h/golf1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200244054356424050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SCr6alVAdXI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/Jm38jNmVOmQ/s400/golf1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Golfin' with Coach Miles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SCr6a1VAdYI/AAAAAAAAA1g/i5D9zHpXEFQ/s1600-h/golf2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200244058651391362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SCr6a1VAdYI/AAAAAAAAA1g/i5D9zHpXEFQ/s400/golf2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SCr6alVAdXI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/Jm38jNmVOmQ/s72-c/golf1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-6857892275939829162</id><published>2008-05-02T13:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T13:47:05.645-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How cute is this???</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-498f5214543d77cf" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-4736926012836152074</id><published>2008-05-01T16:18:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T16:42:39.409-05:00</updated><title type='text'>May day!</title><content type='html'>I've never been so happy to greet the month of May. I hate when the weather starts getting so warm that outside days are numbered. But with B out of the country, May just means I am that much closer to him being home. He left on Apr 24 and will be back on Monday, May 5. So just a 3 whole days and some change left. I can do that....I can handle 3 days and 4 nights. He will actually start traveling home on Sunday, but doesn't land until 10 in the morning here. That means we go to the airport first thing in the morning...well for the girls anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been spending a lot of time outside this past week. The fresh air does wonders for the soul...and it keeps the kids from tearing my house apart. Here are some pics of the kids outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bubbles are fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195524225415245458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SBo1wYXP7pI/AAAAAAAAA0w/NxXEJCXKWHA/s400/IMG_0747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195524242595114658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SBo1xYXP7qI/AAAAAAAAA04/7YiHxif59Ss/s400/IMG_0749.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195524251185049266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SBo1x4XP7rI/AAAAAAAAA1A/mSrowjly6og/s400/IMG_0752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Swingin' sibs!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195526875410067138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SBo4KoXP7sI/AAAAAAAAA1I/7FnkKS2RS-U/s400/DSC00028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Iz got a new swing...it's kind of a low-rider though.  Hope her legs don't grow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195526884000001746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SBo4LIXP7tI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/7jvX9RWtoIo/s400/DSC00029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-4736926012836152074?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/4736926012836152074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=4736926012836152074&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/4736926012836152074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/4736926012836152074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/05/may-day.html' title='May day!'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SBo1wYXP7pI/AAAAAAAAA0w/NxXEJCXKWHA/s72-c/IMG_0747.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-6373552126781884528</id><published>2008-04-28T21:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T12:04:31.879-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On the cusp...</title><content type='html'>Today &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Iz&lt;/span&gt; took 3 steps towards me. I got so excited, I think I scared her and she sat down. Watching her this past weekend I realized she has had the ability to walk for quite some time, but not necessarily the desire. She is the most cautious baby I have ever seen. Her steps are precise and deliberate, and she always is looking for something to grab nearby. She is complacent to play by herself with really no outside help or stimuli. She can NOT be related to J and E. They are daredevils. I have not had an overly cautious child before. This could be a nice change from constantly biting my nails off as my children are climbing on things, jumping off and flying through the air. There will be sweet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Iz&lt;/span&gt;, ducking behind me until the coast is clear.&lt;br /&gt;I will admit though, I am ready for her to talk off on her feet. It would sure save the knees on her pants for one, and as the weather gets warmer it will be nice to dress her in shorts and dresses!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-6373552126781884528?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/6373552126781884528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=6373552126781884528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/6373552126781884528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/6373552126781884528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/04/on-cusp.html' title='On the cusp...'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-7090162705046083698</id><published>2008-04-26T09:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T09:44:24.542-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls and curls everywhere...</title><content type='html'>Well, B took off for South America this past Thursday morning before the sun came up. And yesterday J's dad came to pick him up for the weekend. So for now it's just the girls in the house. I've had a migraine the last two nights, complete with nausea and light/sound sensitivity. It seems &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; now, but I can feel it looming in the vicinity of my head. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always thought I would enjoy having alone time and peace and quiet, but last night we had a scary situation. The dogs had been barking and seemed very restless...but I was too scared to go downstairs and check it out. Then about 11:45 one of E's toys randomly went off. Normally you have to bump a switch to get it to play that particular song. The cat was with me...so not an easy explanation. I started getting a little nervous that someone was in the house when I heard a blood-curdling shriek from E's room. I ran full speed ahead into her room. She was standing there, just screaming about something. No one was there so I am assuming it was a bad dream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I checked the downstairs, but my heart was racing. I didn't look that thoroughly. All doors were still locked, so I took several Excedrin and went to sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got a text from B very late Thursday night saying that he had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;arrived&lt;/span&gt; safe and sound, but his bags didn't make it. Then I had an email from him yesterday saying that they finally got them yesterday. He says the city is dirty, the people seem nice, and the food is AWFUL. He is already homesick. We will have some contact while he is in this leg of the trip. He will be there until Sunday morning. Then...I have no idea where he will be or if we will have contact. Last night we were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;texting&lt;/span&gt; and "watching" the Stars play....and I just have to say "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt; DALLAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!""""""&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some pics of the girls' curls I sent to him yesterday via email. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193564294399127170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SBM_NYXP7oI/AAAAAAAAA0o/4-i2p2rFCy0/s400/curls" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193564285809192562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SBM_M4XP7nI/AAAAAAAAA0g/MppJLtrDJHs/s400/flip" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.s. I don't have my camera, I sent it with B.  The only thing I have is the camera phone until May 5....so please bear with me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-7090162705046083698?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/7090162705046083698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=7090162705046083698&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/7090162705046083698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/7090162705046083698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/04/girls-and-curls-everywhere.html' title='Girls and curls everywhere...'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SBM_NYXP7oI/AAAAAAAAA0o/4-i2p2rFCy0/s72-c/curls' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-6622765860078355957</id><published>2008-04-19T13:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T13:21:46.041-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Emma loves babies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I know most little girls go through this phase, but E seems to be even more into babies than usual. She picked out her favorite porcelain doll at my grandma's while we were in CA and she came home on the plane with us. Unfortunately she can't really play with the doll. It is bigger than her, and is pretty breakable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She loves anything baby. Pictures of babies, baby dolls, stories about babies, real babies....etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every time baby David Miles comes to visit, she hs to hold him and sit by him every second. She helps with diaper changes, feedings, etc. Hmmmm, why wasn't she this interested with Iz???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E after opening a brand new baby doll package&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191022900102667458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SAo30w2JnMI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/OLQS4fLu6jg/s400/IMG_1663_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E holding baby D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SAo30Q2JnKI/AAAAAAAAA0I/FweHesHlWqE/s1600-h/IMG_1731_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191022891512732834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SAo30Q2JnKI/AAAAAAAAA0I/FweHesHlWqE/s400/IMG_1731_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SAo30w2JnLI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/aIAUeaG16uM/s1600-h/IMG_1732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191022900102667442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SAo30w2JnLI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/aIAUeaG16uM/s400/IMG_1732.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-6622765860078355957?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/6622765860078355957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=6622765860078355957&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/6622765860078355957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/6622765860078355957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/04/emma-loves-babies.html' title='Emma loves babies'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SAo30w2JnMI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/OLQS4fLu6jg/s72-c/IMG_1663_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-6772108096596020125</id><published>2008-04-14T20:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T20:41:45.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom's brags</title><content type='html'>Cause it's been awhile....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J scored a goal during a blowout game for the Titans this weekend.  Woooohoooo!&lt;br /&gt;-E is 20 months old today.  We can't believe just 4 months until she is 2!&lt;br /&gt;-Iz took her first unassisted step last week. Just a matter of days until we have two toddlers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-6772108096596020125?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/6772108096596020125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=6772108096596020125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/6772108096596020125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/6772108096596020125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/04/moms-brags.html' title='Mom&apos;s brags'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-1233787109571734228</id><published>2008-04-14T16:20:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T16:49:25.111-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures from our trip</title><content type='html'>It's been forever since we posted. Our internet was down due to a router failure, but now we are back online. Not really much time to post news today. Things are crazy with B gearing up to leave the country. We have so many last minute things to catch up on before he leaves...yardwork, home repairs, spring cleaning, etc etc. I firmly believe I will not have much time to get anything done on my own while he is away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, for your enjoyment, here are some pics from our recent trip to CA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whew! Traveling wears us out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SAPNF5jw16I/AAAAAAAAAzA/fdCNAE7ziNs/s1600-h/IMG_1728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189216696894805922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SAPNF5jw16I/AAAAAAAAAzA/fdCNAE7ziNs/s400/IMG_1728.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, E anyway....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189215326800238418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SAPL2Jjw11I/AAAAAAAAAyY/eSf4DeIdM_Q/s400/IMG_1697_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Girls in tutus!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SAPNHZjw17I/AAAAAAAAAzI/sKbc0E4TuAY/s1600-h/IMG_1712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189216722664609714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SAPNHZjw17I/AAAAAAAAAzI/sKbc0E4TuAY/s400/IMG_1712.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189215369749911442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SAPL4pjw15I/AAAAAAAAAy4/AWnDVbYi5zY/s400/IMG_1710_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bubbles bubbles everywhere! E's first encounter with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SAPNI5jw18I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/bMdmEiY8b6k/s1600-h/IMG_1722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189216748434413506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SAPNI5jw18I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/bMdmEiY8b6k/s400/IMG_1722.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can you blow some more this way folks???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SAPNKZjw19I/AAAAAAAAAzY/riwKP9bB238/s1600-h/IMG_1726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189216774204217298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SAPNKZjw19I/AAAAAAAAAzY/riwKP9bB238/s400/IMG_1726.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Th original salt N peppa. Deb and I were born less than 24 hours apart. And grew up together during our preschool years. We hadn't seen each other in over 20 years!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SAPNMJjw1-I/AAAAAAAAAzg/TvNtz6pDqI0/s1600-h/IMG_0731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189216804268988386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SAPNMJjw1-I/AAAAAAAAAzg/TvNtz6pDqI0/s400/IMG_0731.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Mom on the wedding yacht.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189217500053690370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SAPN0pjw2AI/AAAAAAAAAzw/RwcQX1XTvws/s400/IMG_0735.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;With the bride, Amy. A very dear childhood friend. And we cheered together in high school.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189217474283886578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SAPNzJjw1_I/AAAAAAAAAzo/7hvXTacWijw/s400/IMG_0743.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;With her sister Ann. They are also "irish twins". I am sandwiched in between them age-wise. We both dancedwith Bakersfield Ballet Theatre for many years, and graduated high school together.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189220257422694434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SAPQVJjw2CI/AAAAAAAAA0A/qSorJ34ZOEQ/s400/IMG_0740.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;E getting ready to slide at the Haner home. Go check their blog out over to the left. They were the best hosts, letting us have their children's rooms. We were very comfy there. Thanks guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SAPL25jw12I/AAAAAAAAAyg/SKTvYRBk7dA/s1600-h/IMG_1700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189215339685140322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SAPL25jw12I/AAAAAAAAAyg/SKTvYRBk7dA/s400/IMG_1700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check out the view from their place!!!! Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SAPL3pjw13I/AAAAAAAAAyo/KN4REUudx0E/s1600-h/IMG_1703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189215352570042226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SAPL3pjw13I/AAAAAAAAAyo/KN4REUudx0E/s400/IMG_1703.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After a family party at cousin Colleen's. That's her youngest daughter, Molly. And Iz, was about to pass out she was so tired! Mommy too!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SAPL35jw14I/AAAAAAAAAyw/5VYRXonLrpw/s1600-h/IMG_1713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189215356865009538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SAPL35jw14I/AAAAAAAAAyw/5VYRXonLrpw/s400/IMG_1713.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-1233787109571734228?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/1233787109571734228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=1233787109571734228&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/1233787109571734228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/1233787109571734228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/04/pictures-from-our-trip.html' title='Pictures from our trip'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SAPNF5jw16I/AAAAAAAAAzA/fdCNAE7ziNs/s72-c/IMG_1728.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-3177815450179052028</id><published>2008-04-03T17:12:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T17:29:38.925-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 9 months Lovebug!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/R_VoMT-SzZI/AAAAAAAAAyA/38a9Qsz3oTw/s1600-h/IMG_1497_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185165106716265874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/R_VoMT-SzZI/AAAAAAAAAyA/38a9Qsz3oTw/s400/IMG_1497_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/R_VoMz-SzaI/AAAAAAAAAyI/28hwi-ACm0Q/s1600-h/IMG_1450_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/R_VoND-SzbI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/QBkfNdWKfn0/s1600-h/IMG_1694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185165119601167794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/R_VoND-SzbI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/QBkfNdWKfn0/s400/IMG_1694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have be calling Iz the lovebug of the family lately, and it ws rcntly shortened to just "bug". In fact, E calls her bug too. Much easier to say than Isabel!!! She is the cuddliest, sweetest thing with a sunny-side-up disposition. She plays on her own, and is pretty tolerant of her sister messing around with her. I keep trying to tell E that she will probably not be as big as Iz dwn the road, so she'd better be nice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Iz turned 9 months yesterday and today we had her well check up, complete with 4 vaccines :(&lt;br /&gt;She is a happy, healthy baby. with 2 new bottom teeth...FINALLY! She stands unassisted and walks with the assistance of a push toy. She is in the 50th percentile for height and weight, and the Dr informed us we need to consider moving he out of her infant seat. We are actually working on that as I type. I have decided to sell the girls single stroller with the infant car seat and matching diaper bag. It is the Laura Ashley Aqua Bay design, and is not being manufactured anymore. It's in great condition, so if you know anyone who needs a great travel system....let me know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some misc pics of my sweet sweet baby Isabel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/R_VmtT-SzWI/AAAAAAAAAxo/UhtTmtaRKqw/s1600-h/IMG_1657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185163474628693346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/R_VmtT-SzWI/AAAAAAAAAxo/UhtTmtaRKqw/s400/IMG_1657.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/R_Vmtj-SzXI/AAAAAAAAAxw/9mAIy9v75h8/s1600-h/IMG_1688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185163478923660658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/R_Vmtj-SzXI/AAAAAAAAAxw/9mAIy9v75h8/s400/IMG_1688.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/R_Vmtz-SzYI/AAAAAAAAAx4/mYETsrOZPlU/s1600-h/IMG_1715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185163483218627970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/R_Vmtz-SzYI/AAAAAAAAAx4/mYETsrOZPlU/s400/IMG_1715.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-3177815450179052028?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/3177815450179052028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=3177815450179052028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/3177815450179052028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/3177815450179052028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-9-months-lovebug.html' title='Happy 9 months Lovebug!!!'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/R_VoMT-SzZI/AAAAAAAAAyA/38a9Qsz3oTw/s72-c/IMG_1497_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-5532126845488395615</id><published>2008-04-03T16:44:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T16:59:12.019-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter Day'/><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>I know it's been awhile since Easter, but I never had time to post pics of my sweeties. I never got any really good pics of them in their outfits. It was cold outside, and they didn't want to pose for the camera. Not even Iz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E with Godparents A &amp;amp; C&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/R_VgPT-SzSI/AAAAAAAAAxI/AzqkT-iaXlI/s1600-h/IMG_1678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185156362162851106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/R_VgPT-SzSI/AAAAAAAAAxI/AzqkT-iaXlI/s400/IMG_1678.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hunting eggs would be so much more fun if it weren't so cold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/R_VgPz-SzTI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/PU6mkTDLLaY/s1600-h/IMG_1674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185156370752785714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/R_VgPz-SzTI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/PU6mkTDLLaY/s400/IMG_1674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sailor girl Iz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/R_VgQD-SzUI/AAAAAAAAAxY/Njo3toQRdGQ/s1600-h/IMG_1687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185156375047753026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/R_VgQD-SzUI/AAAAAAAAAxY/Njo3toQRdGQ/s400/IMG_1687.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;E with God-daddy B....where is Godmom L???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/R_VgQT-SzVI/AAAAAAAAAxg/uzaaZkjLZTc/s1600-h/IMG_1673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185156379342720338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/R_VgQT-SzVI/AAAAAAAAAxg/uzaaZkjLZTc/s400/IMG_1673.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; J with cousin E&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/R_Vfcj-SzNI/AAAAAAAAAwg/OqD3ruCxjVY/s1600-h/IMG_0388+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185155490284489938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/R_Vfcj-SzNI/AAAAAAAAAwg/OqD3ruCxjVY/s400/IMG_0388+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...and cousin H&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/R_VfdD-SzOI/AAAAAAAAAwo/0Cst18rTtAI/s1600-h/IMG_0389+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185155498874424546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/R_VfdD-SzOI/AAAAAAAAAwo/0Cst18rTtAI/s400/IMG_0389+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Iz with Godmommy D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/R_VfdD-SzPI/AAAAAAAAAww/xohZVwyAY-Y/s1600-h/IMG_1672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185155498874424562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/R_VfdD-SzPI/AAAAAAAAAww/xohZVwyAY-Y/s400/IMG_1672.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am ecstatic about the egg hunt...can't you tell???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/R_VfdT-SzQI/AAAAAAAAAw4/D_ow_Ohw-pQ/s1600-h/IMG_1670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185155503169391874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/R_VfdT-SzQI/AAAAAAAAAw4/D_ow_Ohw-pQ/s400/IMG_1670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are much more fun to play with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/R_Vfdj-SzRI/AAAAAAAAAxA/16W1XAzGYZI/s1600-h/IMG_1680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185155507464359186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/R_Vfdj-SzRI/AAAAAAAAAxA/16W1XAzGYZI/s400/IMG_1680.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-5532126845488395615?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/5532126845488395615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=5532126845488395615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/5532126845488395615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/5532126845488395615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/04/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/R_VgPT-SzSI/AAAAAAAAAxI/AzqkT-iaXlI/s72-c/IMG_1678.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5632292362493768475.post-2732250944556875802</id><published>2008-03-29T11:54:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T12:03:41.728-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging vacation</title><content type='html'>Hello,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I didn't mention this before, but I was crazy enough to whisk the two princesses to Sunny Southern California (not so sunny today....hazy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ick&lt;/span&gt;) for a friend's wedding. We flew in to Orange County, then drove to my home town of Bakersfield on Tuesday.  Yesterday we drove back down South to Riverside for a small visit with my Great Aunt and then continued South to Oceanside where we will remain until Monday. Mom and I have the wedding in Newport Beach tomorrow, but the girls don't have to travel with us (thank goodness).  At first, I meant to inform you all I would be on a hiatus during this time but I honestly thought I would have time to post pics of the darlings exploring.  HA! I also thought I would have time to eat, sleep, shower, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had one crisis after another: everything from losing traveler's cheques to E breaking the LCD on my cell phone and losing all my important phone numbers.  I will have to say that despite being completely thrown off schedule, the girls have been amazing.  They were angels on the plane and have been great through 8 hours of car travel.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Iz&lt;/span&gt; sleeps most of the time (in the car...unfortunately not at night) and E and I have come up with fun road games to play.  The main problem has been with 2 babies in a non-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;baby proofed&lt;/span&gt; world.  Who knew that they could pull everything out of a desk AND mark with crayons all over the wall while I took a 30 second potty break.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;honestly&lt;/span&gt; don't know how single parents of multiples do it.  God bless them...every one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be back soon....and I will send pics your way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5632292362493768475-2732250944556875802?l=bennights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/feeds/2732250944556875802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5632292362493768475&amp;postID=2732250944556875802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/2732250944556875802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5632292362493768475/posts/default/2732250944556875802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bennights.blogspot.com/2008/03/blogging-vacation.html' title='Blogging vacation'/><author><name>Sarah B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00913038399245563111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__p9WnMgEpkI/SaRZIyqLkmI/AAAAAAAABv4/2Po2H_n_UOw/S220/IMG_9964_edited.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
