<?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-2682275688150754414</id><updated>2012-02-16T11:47:34.405-07:00</updated><category term='Ben'/><category term='recipes'/><title type='text'>The Sanders</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>61</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-5437612313838599067</id><published>2010-02-22T23:22:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T22:13:01.562-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><title type='text'>InstaCare - Ben - Stitches:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Any Questions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/S4QJsX1Nz6I/AAAAAAAAAlE/VFAkNvCCnDo/s1600-h/Ben%27s+Stitches+Feb+2010+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/S4QJsX1Nz6I/AAAAAAAAAlE/VFAkNvCCnDo/s400/Ben%27s+Stitches+Feb+2010+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441484907686514594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, does this surprise anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is his 4th set of stitches.  (He had his first 3 by the time he was 3.)  He's a tough kid, and was good during the whole thing.  He told me, "Next time, I want to go to that same hospital and have that same doctor.  It didn't hurt at all!"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Uh, how bout NO next time?!?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682275688150754414-5437612313838599067?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/5437612313838599067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=5437612313838599067&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/5437612313838599067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/5437612313838599067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2010/02/instacare-ben-stitches.html' title='InstaCare - Ben - Stitches:'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/S4QJsX1Nz6I/AAAAAAAAAlE/VFAkNvCCnDo/s72-c/Ben%27s+Stitches+Feb+2010+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-126837964125380594</id><published>2010-01-29T14:08:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T14:50:19.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Month</title><content type='html'>January is my favorite month.  Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Because it's the only month that goes by at the speed I think months should.  When I think "what day is it today?" and look at the calendar, it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;feels &lt;/span&gt;like it should be the 8th or the 20th or whatever.  Whereas other months seem to rush by with more of a "WHAT?  It's already the 15th!?"   I'm left with a 'where did the month go?' feeling.  And that seems to gain momentum and get worse as the year goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-  I think the word '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;January&lt;/span&gt;' looks pretty.  (weird, I know.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-  It SNOWS!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/S2NVIklZ7xI/AAAAAAAAAkc/xzoARJa3YkA/s1600-h/Picture+139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/S2NVIklZ7xI/AAAAAAAAAkc/xzoARJa3YkA/s400/Picture+139.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432279181286829842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/S2NVJB28H2I/AAAAAAAAAkk/5TT5mDr47EM/s1600-h/Picture.Cat%27s+938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/S2NVJB28H2I/AAAAAAAAAkk/5TT5mDr47EM/s400/Picture.Cat%27s+938.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432279189145001826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Ben gets as giddy as I get when it snows!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/S2NVJmrdPZI/AAAAAAAAAks/u1DE3DOJsrw/s1600-h/Picture.Cat%27s+926.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/S2NVJmrdPZI/AAAAAAAAAks/u1DE3DOJsrw/s400/Picture.Cat%27s+926.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432279199028952466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; the snow!  When it snows, it just puts me in a good mood.  No, a GREAT mood!  If I wake up to snow, it doesn't matter what's going on - it's gonna be a FABULOUS day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682275688150754414-126837964125380594?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/126837964125380594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=126837964125380594&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/126837964125380594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/126837964125380594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-favorite-month.html' title='My Favorite Month'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/S2NVIklZ7xI/AAAAAAAAAkc/xzoARJa3YkA/s72-c/Picture+139.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-6179142296524030406</id><published>2009-12-25T22:24:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T22:29:12.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SzMSSJ9uAXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/7S9XgYmePOg/s1600-h/Mary+and+baby+Jesus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SzMSSJ9uAXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/7S9XgYmePOg/s400/Mary+and+baby+Jesus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418694879778570610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May we always be grateful for that blessed gift. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wish all of you a Merry Christmas.&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/2682275688150754414-6179142296524030406?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/6179142296524030406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=6179142296524030406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/6179142296524030406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/6179142296524030406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SzMSSJ9uAXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/7S9XgYmePOg/s72-c/Mary+and+baby+Jesus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-8312006294057878325</id><published>2009-12-23T23:26:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T23:33:31.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Night Before the Night Before Christmas</title><content type='html'>It's been awhile since I last posted, or actually even got online - December is such a busy month!&lt;br /&gt;But, I wanted to recommend this Christmas book, especially since today is the 'night before the night before Christmas.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Night Before the Night Before Christmas&lt;br /&gt;by Natasha Wing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SzMJsY7BsZI/AAAAAAAAAj0/cL0BhIthiwY/s1600-h/The+Night+Before+Christmas.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 128px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SzMJsY7BsZI/AAAAAAAAAj0/cL0BhIthiwY/s400/The+Night+Before+Christmas.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418685434865758610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And though I know my kids don't understand all the humor in this book, they still enjoy reading it and having it read to them.  Happy Reading!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682275688150754414-8312006294057878325?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/8312006294057878325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=8312006294057878325&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/8312006294057878325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/8312006294057878325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2009/12/night-before-night-before-christmas.html' title='The Night Before the Night Before Christmas'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SzMJsY7BsZI/AAAAAAAAAj0/cL0BhIthiwY/s72-c/The+Night+Before+Christmas.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-6606586077539283258</id><published>2009-11-13T23:59:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T00:08:10.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken Tortilla Soup</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/Sv5V-Mb21lI/AAAAAAAAAjc/kNRfhmRUfnA/s1600-h/Food+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/Sv5V-Mb21lI/AAAAAAAAAjc/kNRfhmRUfnA/s400/Food+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403851129869489746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-4 chicken breasts (boneless,skinless)&lt;br /&gt;2 – 15 oz. cans black beans, undrained&lt;br /&gt;2 – 14.5 oz. cans stewed tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;2 – 14 oz. cans chicken broth&lt;br /&gt;1 C. salsa (mild, medium, or hot; whatever you prefer)&lt;br /&gt;1 – 4oz. can chopped green chilies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combine all ingredients in a 5 qt. slow cooker.  Cook on Low 4-6 hours.  Just before serving, remove chicken and shred with 2 forks.  Stir back into soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Serve with toppings:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tortilla chips&lt;br /&gt;sour cream  &lt;br /&gt;grated Monterey jack cheese&lt;br /&gt;lime wedges   &lt;br /&gt;cilantro&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682275688150754414-6606586077539283258?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/6606586077539283258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=6606586077539283258&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/6606586077539283258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/6606586077539283258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2009/11/chicken-tortilla-soup.html' title='Chicken Tortilla Soup'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/Sv5V-Mb21lI/AAAAAAAAAjc/kNRfhmRUfnA/s72-c/Food+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-6722984173065701388</id><published>2009-11-13T23:55:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T23:59:26.974-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Pumpkin Chocolate Chip Cookies</title><content type='html'>1/2 c. butter&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 c. sugar&lt;br /&gt;2 eggs&lt;br /&gt;1 c. pumpkin&lt;br /&gt;1 t. vanilla&lt;br /&gt;2 1/2 c. flour&lt;br /&gt;1 t. soda&lt;br /&gt;1/2 t. salt&lt;br /&gt;1 t. nutmeg&lt;br /&gt;2 t. cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 c. semi-sweet chocolate chips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven to 350 degrees F.  Cream butter and sugar.  Add eggs, pumpkin, and vanilla.  Mix well.  Stir in dry ingredients; flour, soda, salt, nutmeg and cinnamon.  Add chocolate chips and drop by spoonful onto ungreased cookie sheet.  Bake 15 minutes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682275688150754414-6722984173065701388?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/6722984173065701388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=6722984173065701388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/6722984173065701388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/6722984173065701388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2009/11/pumpkin-chocolate-chip-cookies.html' title='Pumpkin Chocolate Chip Cookies'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-3662948338856359577</id><published>2009-11-02T21:42:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T15:53:24.644-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>More Food</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SuPne2lTnCI/AAAAAAAAAis/uHS3bWikE7w/s1600-h/food+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SuPne2lTnCI/AAAAAAAAAis/uHS3bWikE7w/s400/food+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396411295754066978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Easy Kids Cookies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 chocolate cake mix&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. oil&lt;br /&gt;1/4 c. water&lt;br /&gt;1 egg&lt;br /&gt;1 c. chocolate chips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix everything together.  Bake at 350 degrees for 10-12 minutes on an ungreased cookie sheet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682275688150754414-3662948338856359577?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/3662948338856359577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=3662948338856359577&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/3662948338856359577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/3662948338856359577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2009/11/more-food.html' title='More Food'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SuPne2lTnCI/AAAAAAAAAis/uHS3bWikE7w/s72-c/food+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-5790925919528544047</id><published>2009-11-02T21:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T15:53:35.999-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>German Pancakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SuPm9TyhYwI/AAAAAAAAAik/e49D2eg0SOc/s1600-h/food+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SuPm9TyhYwI/AAAAAAAAAik/e49D2eg0SOc/s400/food+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396410719478571778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;German Pancakes&lt;/span&gt; (Puff pancakes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 T. margarine&lt;br /&gt;6 eggs&lt;br /&gt;1 c. flour&lt;br /&gt;1/2 t. salt&lt;br /&gt;1 c. milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven to 400 degrees.  Melt margarine in 9x13 baking pan in preheating oven.&lt;br /&gt;Beat eggs until foamy.  Add flour, salt and milk; beat until smooth.  Pour into melted margarine and bake for 20 minutes.  Remove from oven and serve while hot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682275688150754414-5790925919528544047?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/5790925919528544047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=5790925919528544047&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/5790925919528544047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/5790925919528544047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2009/11/german-pancakes.html' title='German Pancakes'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SuPm9TyhYwI/AAAAAAAAAik/e49D2eg0SOc/s72-c/food+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-1728050888997268185</id><published>2009-10-24T23:08:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T20:55:41.145-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Fall. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SuUK8TBg-CI/AAAAAAAAAjE/sg_GRMbuxVA/s1600-h/iphonepics+October+2009+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SuUK8TBg-CI/AAAAAAAAAjE/sg_GRMbuxVA/s400/iphonepics+October+2009+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396731759488464930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always seems to get me in the mood to bake and cook.  Mmmmmm. . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SuUK8Ok7rZI/AAAAAAAAAi8/MIx6CB_4RI4/s1600-h/iphonepics+October+2009+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SuUK8Ok7rZI/AAAAAAAAAi8/MIx6CB_4RI4/s400/iphonepics+October+2009+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396731758294838674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oatmeal Chocolate Chip Cookies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 c. margarine&lt;br /&gt;1 c. brown sugar, firmly packed&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. sugar&lt;br /&gt;2 eggs&lt;br /&gt;2 T. milk&lt;br /&gt;2 t. vanilla&lt;br /&gt;1 3/4 c. flour&lt;br /&gt;1 t. baking soda&lt;br /&gt;1/2 t. salt&lt;br /&gt;1 t. cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;1/4 t. nutmeg&lt;br /&gt;2 1/2 - 3 c. oats (quick or old fashioned)&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 c. chocolate chips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cream margarine &amp;amp; sugars.  Add eggs, milk and vanilla; beat well.  Add combined flour, soda, salt, cinnamon and nutmeg.  Mix well.  Stir in oats and chocolate chips.  Mix well.  Drop dough onto ungreased cookie sheets.  Bake at 375 degrees F for 9-10 minutes for a chewy cookie; 12-13 for a crisp cookie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes about 45 cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Lex, these were taken with that free, sepia camera app I was telling you about.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682275688150754414-1728050888997268185?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/1728050888997268185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=1728050888997268185&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/1728050888997268185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/1728050888997268185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2009/10/fall.html' title='Fall. . .'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SuUK8TBg-CI/AAAAAAAAAjE/sg_GRMbuxVA/s72-c/iphonepics+October+2009+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-8596459143652175344</id><published>2009-10-24T23:07:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T20:48:10.727-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Pizza</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SuPjMARm3TI/AAAAAAAAAiU/fuaCeDxxqys/s1600-h/food+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SuPjMARm3TI/AAAAAAAAAiU/fuaCeDxxqys/s400/food+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396406573891771698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;delish&lt;/span&gt;" recipe from my friend, Holly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pizza &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Breadsticks&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 c. flour&lt;br /&gt;1 T. (rounded) instant yeast&lt;br /&gt;3 T. sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 t. salt&lt;br /&gt;1 c. warm water&lt;br /&gt;2 t. vegetable oil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven to 400 degrees F.  Sift together flour, yeast, sugar and salt.  Add water and oil; knead 5 minutes.  Let dough sit 5-10 minutes; it will be easier to roll out.  Roll out.  Place in a greased pan or on pizza peel.  Add toppings.  Put pizza into oven (on preheated stone, if using).  Bake 10-15 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Breadsticks&lt;/span&gt;:  Put dough in 9x13 pan.  Mix 1/4 c. melted butter, 1/2 t. garlic powder, 1/2 t. onion powder; spread over dough.  Sprinkle with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;parmesan&lt;/span&gt; cheese.  Cut with pizza cutter.  Let raise 90 minutes.  Bake at 400 degrees 8-10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ENJOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SuPjMk8kQbI/AAAAAAAAAic/MLSeWsH9R9w/s1600-h/food+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SuPjMk8kQbI/AAAAAAAAAic/MLSeWsH9R9w/s400/food+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396406583735632306" 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/2682275688150754414-8596459143652175344?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/8596459143652175344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=8596459143652175344&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/8596459143652175344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/8596459143652175344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2009/10/pizza.html' title='Pizza'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SuPjMARm3TI/AAAAAAAAAiU/fuaCeDxxqys/s72-c/food+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-4311029992652986550</id><published>2009-10-15T22:35:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T23:57:31.620-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Planetarium</title><content type='html'>Did you know BYU has a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://planetarium.byu.edu/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Planetarium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just recently made this discovery when I went with Isabel on her field trip.  It is so GREAT!  Then I found out they do shows every Friday night.  So for our next date, guess where Kevin and I went? Yup - the planetarium.  We had  tons o' fun.  And the price can't be beat-  $2.00!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes a fun family outing or a super inexpensive date night!&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682275688150754414-4311029992652986550?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/4311029992652986550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=4311029992652986550&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/4311029992652986550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/4311029992652986550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2009/10/planetarium.html' title='Planetarium'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-2401220697459663532</id><published>2009-09-21T22:06:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T21:08:07.566-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I said "Yes"</title><content type='html'>13 years ago, Kevin asked me to marry him and I happily and enthusiastically said "yes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SrmP2eVPgUI/AAAAAAAAAhI/fvJ-WkMNdAI/s1600-h/Engagement.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SrmP2eVPgUI/AAAAAAAAAhI/fvJ-WkMNdAI/s400/Engagement.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384492995516006722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a peek into our Engagement story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin came to pick me up around 6 that morning. We went out to breakfast and then drove up to the airport.  He flew us out to Vancouver (well, actually the Portland airport, but anyway) and we spent the day visiting some of Kevin's old friends &amp;amp; neighbors, going to eat at the places he used to frequent, and sight seeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you're wondering - yes, I knew he was going to ask me.  Not only because we had talked and prayed about marriage, but because our regular dates were never this elaborate!  As soon as we got to the airport - I knew this was no ordinary date.  No, this was "the day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the afternoon we drove to the Crystal Springs Rhododendron Gardens.  What a beautiful and romantic place. We had a bit of a hard time finding it (apparently very few people from the area even know it exists - they don't know what they're missing!).  It's gorgeous there.  We walked around for awhile and then went over by some waterfalls.  And that is where my husband got down on his knee, told me how much he loved me and asked me to be his, for eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smile every time I think about that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, we drove around Portland, went to the Portland temple (whoa, we did not elope! My mother would kill me.), we went and bought some toothbrushes and headed back to the airport.   We then spent the night, trying to sleep, in the airport - my first and hopefully last time ever doing that.  We caught our EARLY morning flight home, then spent the day doing the "Show and Tell" to all our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 years has gone by pretty fast.  Choosing who to marry really is the most important decision you'll ever make.&lt;br /&gt;I made a good decision.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682275688150754414-2401220697459663532?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/2401220697459663532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=2401220697459663532&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/2401220697459663532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/2401220697459663532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-said-yes.html' title='I said &quot;Yes&quot;'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SrmP2eVPgUI/AAAAAAAAAhI/fvJ-WkMNdAI/s72-c/Engagement.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-6560623999026848788</id><published>2009-05-31T19:15:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T19:28:50.613-06:00</updated><title type='text'>School's Out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Josh and Isabel's Last Day of School!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SiMr9TqnBEI/AAAAAAAAAf8/onDROn9Nu-k/s1600-h/Last+Day+of+School+2009+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SiMr9TqnBEI/AAAAAAAAAf8/onDROn9Nu-k/s400/Last+Day+of+School+2009+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342161915242546242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the day I've been waiting for.  I've been having a "Count-Down" ever since May began and now it's finally here -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The Last Day of School!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer has started and I'm so excited to have the kids home with me.  I'm looking forward to the many adventures the next few months hold for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Yay! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(did I mention I'm excited?)&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/2682275688150754414-6560623999026848788?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/6560623999026848788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=6560623999026848788&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/6560623999026848788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/6560623999026848788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2009/05/schools-out.html' title='School&apos;s Out!'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SiMr9TqnBEI/AAAAAAAAAf8/onDROn9Nu-k/s72-c/Last+Day+of+School+2009+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-6157560724963442002</id><published>2009-04-11T22:37:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T23:50:52.268-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Irony</title><content type='html'>It's ironic to me that when you've got a lot of fun and exciting things going on in life, you'd like to record them in your journal, or blog about them.  BUT, you're so busy with those things that you  have no time to sit and write.&lt;br /&gt;Then, when not much is going on, you've got all the time in the world to blog or write in your journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just somethin' I think about - often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm playing "Catch Up."  Here's a peek into what's been going on around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Look Who's Two!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SeK3EtGL0zI/AAAAAAAAAdE/NFySWvWoPGU/s1600-h/CatsPictures+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SeK3EtGL0zI/AAAAAAAAAdE/NFySWvWoPGU/s400/CatsPictures+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324019000958243634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;David turned 2 a few weeks ago and was very happy with his "pah-ee" (party) and "cae" (cake).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SeK3FN8dc6I/AAAAAAAAAdU/3Y7uWiZ0Iak/s1600-h/CatsPictures+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SeK3FN8dc6I/AAAAAAAAAdU/3Y7uWiZ0Iak/s400/CatsPictures+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324019009775825826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Snack Time!&lt;br /&gt;Making pudding with the boys.  Yes, Ben is in his ninja costume.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SeK3Fqx_OqI/AAAAAAAAAdk/-CuIGdSNc5Q/s1600-h/CatsPictures+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SeK3Fqx_OqI/AAAAAAAAAdk/-CuIGdSNc5Q/s400/CatsPictures+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324019017516530338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SeK3FjoId9I/AAAAAAAAAdc/vEq2o0OtWpo/s1600-h/CatsPictures+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SeK3FjoId9I/AAAAAAAAAdc/vEq2o0OtWpo/s400/CatsPictures+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324019015596144594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last weekend, Kevin's boss gave us tickets to a Jazz game.  They were great seats and Kev was so stoked to go.  We all had a really fun time - even though the Jazz lost by 1 point!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SeK6LkOZnnI/AAAAAAAAAd8/XbIfkTYX9rw/s1600-h/CatsPictures+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SeK6LkOZnnI/AAAAAAAAAd8/XbIfkTYX9rw/s400/CatsPictures+044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324022417370750578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We had 4 tickets, so Josh and Isabel came with us.  That was a great night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SeK6L4NDo6I/AAAAAAAAAeE/_2fMnD_oBD8/s1600-h/CatsPictures+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SeK6L4NDo6I/AAAAAAAAAeE/_2fMnD_oBD8/s400/CatsPictures+036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324022422733824930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SeK6MC_wI-I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ffUIqvc73Ng/s1600-h/CatsPictures+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SeK6MC_wI-I/AAAAAAAAAeM/ffUIqvc73Ng/s400/CatsPictures+038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324022425630811106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just chillin'.&lt;br /&gt;I love David's crazy, static hair when he plays in this car.  Ah, the fun, random little things that happen during the day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SeK6LUosNzI/AAAAAAAAAd0/R0LMmITukfY/s1600-h/CatsPictures+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SeK6LUosNzI/AAAAAAAAAd0/R0LMmITukfY/s400/CatsPictures+034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324022413186053938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cooking with the kids.&lt;br /&gt;My friend, Shelley, gave me this fun, wacky cake recipe that you make in a mug in the microwave.  The kids were stressing out and covering their eyes when the cake started "growing" while it was baking.  I, myself, was worried about a serious microwave mess, but nothing happened.  This was a fun activity and YUMMY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SeK6Kx2qzdI/AAAAAAAAAds/bPWck2e_3Lw/s1600-h/CatsPictures+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SeK6Kx2qzdI/AAAAAAAAAds/bPWck2e_3Lw/s400/CatsPictures+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324022403849440722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Conference Weekend.  I love it!  This year we were able to go up to the Conference Center for one of the sessions.  It was Josh and Isabel's 1st time up there, and they were looking forward to seeing the Prophet in person.  This was definitely the highlight of my weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SeK9xsOuFkI/AAAAAAAAAec/9Riz2ISMXuc/s1600-h/CatsPictures+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SeK9xsOuFkI/AAAAAAAAAec/9Riz2ISMXuc/s400/CatsPictures+046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324026370889487938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was a beautiful day, so after Conference we walked around Temple Square for a bit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SeK9xdzptDI/AAAAAAAAAeU/z087tE7SCZo/s1600-h/CatsPictures+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SeK9xdzptDI/AAAAAAAAAeU/z087tE7SCZo/s400/CatsPictures+053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324026367017858098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SeK9x8zT8iI/AAAAAAAAAek/Qf7fenCBLDo/s1600-h/CatsPictures+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SeK9x8zT8iI/AAAAAAAAAek/Qf7fenCBLDo/s400/CatsPictures+057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324026375337931298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A couple of days before Easter, we got together with Lex and Nanny to dye Easter eggs.&lt;br /&gt;Isabel and Roz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SeK9yLIiqaI/AAAAAAAAAes/3l6QAqxOIyM/s1600-h/CatsPictures+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SeK9yLIiqaI/AAAAAAAAAes/3l6QAqxOIyM/s400/CatsPictures+060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324026379185072546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Orange - what else? Josh's favorite color is orange.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SeK_P-5WUrI/AAAAAAAAAfE/luHmccklMAk/s1600-h/CatsPictures+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SeK_P-5WUrI/AAAAAAAAAfE/luHmccklMAk/s400/CatsPictures+066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324027990807827122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nanny and Ava&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SeK_QLMMOFI/AAAAAAAAAfM/NKNwhPxqLp4/s1600-h/CatsPictures+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SeK_QLMMOFI/AAAAAAAAAfM/NKNwhPxqLp4/s400/CatsPictures+065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324027994108082258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lex and Ben.&lt;br /&gt;Ben already spilled dye on his shirt, so I figured it was safer for him to go shirtless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SeK_PgnwTpI/AAAAAAAAAe8/arcQK1QW_OQ/s1600-h/CatsPictures+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SeK_PgnwTpI/AAAAAAAAAe8/arcQK1QW_OQ/s400/CatsPictures+062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324027982680968850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;David colored 1 egg and then had fun cracking it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SeK9ytgPL4I/AAAAAAAAAe0/dxEf3Ix-nNY/s1600-h/CatsPictures+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SeK9ytgPL4I/AAAAAAAAAe0/dxEf3Ix-nNY/s400/CatsPictures+071.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324026388411264898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is certainly never boring.  It's crazy busy, but good.  Really good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682275688150754414-6157560724963442002?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/6157560724963442002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=6157560724963442002&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/6157560724963442002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/6157560724963442002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2009/04/irony.html' title='The Irony'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SeK3EtGL0zI/AAAAAAAAAdE/NFySWvWoPGU/s72-c/CatsPictures+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-4841279023405984387</id><published>2009-03-30T14:56:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T23:24:47.943-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Husband</title><content type='html'>Here's a chance to see how well you really know your husband.&lt;br /&gt;Cut, paste and fill in the answers, then check with your spouse, to see how right you are.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; He's sitting in front of the TV, what is on the screen?&lt;br /&gt;I Said: a movie, or maybe House&lt;br /&gt;He Said: most likely House. . . ummm, or a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; You're out to eat; what kind of dressing does he get on his salad?&lt;br /&gt;I Said: Ranch, of course!&lt;br /&gt;He Said: Ranch! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; What's one food he doesn't like?&lt;br /&gt;I Said: Brussels sprouts - bad childhood experience&lt;br /&gt;He Said: Brussels sprouts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt; You go out to eat and have a drink. His drink would be?&lt;br /&gt;I Said: Water or maybe D.P.&lt;br /&gt;He Said:  water or D.P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;. Where did he go to high school?&lt;br /&gt;I Said: Columbia River High School, Vancouver, Washington&lt;br /&gt;He Said: Columbia River High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt; What size shoe does he wear?&lt;br /&gt;I Said: 11 1/2&lt;br /&gt;He Said: 10 1/2 or 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;7.&lt;/span&gt; If he was to collect anything, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;I Said: Books and guns&lt;br /&gt;He Said: Books or guns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;8.&lt;/span&gt; What is his favorite type of sandwich?&lt;br /&gt;I Said: Ham and cheese&lt;br /&gt;He Said: Ham and cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.&lt;/span&gt; What would he eat every day if he could?&lt;br /&gt;I Said: a good Steak&lt;br /&gt;He Said: mashed potatoes and gravy, and some sort of cow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.&lt;/span&gt; What is his favorite cereal?&lt;br /&gt;I Said: um, I don't know.  Maybe Frosted Mini Wheats?&lt;br /&gt;He Said: Basic 4? I don't know that I have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.&lt;/span&gt; What would he never wear?&lt;br /&gt;I Said: high heels&lt;br /&gt;He Said: a dress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12&lt;/span&gt;. What is his favorite sports team?&lt;br /&gt;I Said: BYU&lt;br /&gt;He Said: BYU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;13&lt;/span&gt;. Who did he vote for?&lt;br /&gt;I Said: John McCain&lt;br /&gt;He Said: NObama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.&lt;/span&gt; Who is his best friend?&lt;br /&gt;I Said: Me!&lt;br /&gt;He Said: You're my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.&lt;/span&gt; What is something you do that he wishes you wouldn't do?&lt;br /&gt;I Said: I don't know. He isn't easily aggravated.&lt;br /&gt;He Said: Doubt and question yourself so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.&lt;/span&gt; What is his Heritage?&lt;br /&gt;I Said: Scottish&lt;br /&gt;He Said: Scottish and English&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.&lt;/span&gt; You bake him a cake for his birthday; what kind of cake?&lt;br /&gt;I Said: German Chocolate with Coconut Pecan Frosting (or pumpkin pie)&lt;br /&gt;He Said: German chocolate cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.&lt;/span&gt; Did he play sports in high school?&lt;br /&gt;I Said: Yes&lt;br /&gt;He Said: Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19&lt;/span&gt;. What could he spend hours doing?&lt;br /&gt;I Said: Reading and being with the family&lt;br /&gt;He Said: Reading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20&lt;/span&gt;. What is one thing you appreciate about him?&lt;br /&gt;How patient he is with me, and how he helps me to see who I really am - my strengths and the things I'm good at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now I'll tag anyone else who wants to do this.&lt;br /&gt;Come on, it's fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682275688150754414-4841279023405984387?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/4841279023405984387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=4841279023405984387&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/4841279023405984387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/4841279023405984387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-husband.html' title='My Husband'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-3152583132749692158</id><published>2009-03-24T22:50:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T23:49:28.269-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Young Writer's Workshop</title><content type='html'>This past weekend Kevin and I went with Josh to a Writer's Workshop.  It was awesome and so worth our Saturday and the $10 tuition.  That even included lunch!  We got to meet different authors and illustrators, have Q &amp;amp; A sessions, and watch different presentations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And Josh got to meet Brandon Mull!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/Scm9fZdsP9I/AAAAAAAAAcc/5aZ_IpSR6LA/s1600-h/BrandonMull.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/Scm9fZdsP9I/AAAAAAAAAcc/5aZ_IpSR6LA/s400/BrandonMull.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316989182196596690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's a terrible picture, but it was taken with my phone, and it was in an auditorium.  Sorry.  Josh was so excited Brandon Mull was going to be there.  I think that was the main reason he wanted to go - he loves the Fablehaven books.  Plus, he got all his books signed.  And I'll be honest, it was pretty cool to meet Brandon Mull.  He seems like a nice, down-to-earth guy.  The Fablehaven books are good.  If you haven't read them, you should give 'em a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also picked up a great picture book, "Armardilly Chili" and met the illustrator, Will Terry. Every session we went to was fabulous and I'm so glad we went.  It was fun to spend some time with Josh and he enjoyed it as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/Scm9gGolABI/AAAAAAAAAcs/nhAM47hCAag/s1600-h/JoshuawritersWorkshop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/Scm9gGolABI/AAAAAAAAAcs/nhAM47hCAag/s400/JoshuawritersWorkshop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316989194321854482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the creature the class created while illustrator, Nathan Hale drew their suggestions.  This was a fun, interactive workshop for the class.  They named this thing - "Phunny Boo Curse." I love kids this age.  Their humor cracks me up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/Scm9gFclDTI/AAAAAAAAAck/TnEji_-zk0Q/s1600-h/NatahanHale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/Scm9gFclDTI/AAAAAAAAAck/TnEji_-zk0Q/s400/NatahanHale.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316989194003090738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nathan Hale with "Phunny Boo Curse"&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/2682275688150754414-3152583132749692158?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/3152583132749692158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=3152583132749692158&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/3152583132749692158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/3152583132749692158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2009/03/young-writers-workshop.html' title='Young Writer&apos;s Workshop'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/Scm9fZdsP9I/AAAAAAAAAcc/5aZ_IpSR6LA/s72-c/BrandonMull.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-4982038132265076463</id><published>2009-03-24T21:50:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T22:30:23.743-06:00</updated><title type='text'>St. Patrick's Day</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I know it was a week ago, but still. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/Scmu77X15wI/AAAAAAAAAb8/iKSqDuytIwA/s1600-h/march+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/Scmu77X15wI/AAAAAAAAAb8/iKSqDuytIwA/s400/march+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316973179660789506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Izzy sportin' her shamrock fingernails, green hair ribbons, shamrock cheeks, and green shirt.  No pinching here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/Scmu8hQqPqI/AAAAAAAAAcE/mAEzywAG4o4/s1600-h/march+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/Scmu8hQqPqI/AAAAAAAAAcE/mAEzywAG4o4/s400/march+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316973189831212706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Off to school!  I finally convinced Josh to let me paint a shamrock on his cheek&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a fun St. Paddy's Day and hope you did too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and here's a fun book to read to the kiddos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/Scmw-OLt1gI/AAAAAAAAAcM/U0uBn0phPX8/s1600-h/Night+Before+St+Patricks+Day.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 191px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/Scmw-OLt1gI/AAAAAAAAAcM/U0uBn0phPX8/s400/Night+Before+St+Patricks+Day.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316975418093196802" 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/2682275688150754414-4982038132265076463?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/4982038132265076463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=4982038132265076463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/4982038132265076463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/4982038132265076463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2009/03/st-patricks-day.html' title='St. Patrick&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/Scmu77X15wI/AAAAAAAAAb8/iKSqDuytIwA/s72-c/march+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-2729004054625704005</id><published>2009-03-24T21:42:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T21:50:24.526-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Did ya see that gorgeous sun set?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/ScmpY1SzQEI/AAAAAAAAAbs/HtGomWujbgU/s1600-h/march+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/ScmpY1SzQEI/AAAAAAAAAbs/HtGomWujbgU/s400/march+034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316967079175471170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not just the "sunset" but I mean actually see the sun set?  It was beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;It was so dusty outside that you could look at the sun and watch it move behind the mountains without hurting your eyes.  It was amazing! (So there's one positive thing about it being so windy and dirty outside.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It almost looks like the moon, doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/ScmpZcJK5UI/AAAAAAAAAb0/EuvA7Z_jxr0/s1600-h/march+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/ScmpZcJK5UI/AAAAAAAAAb0/EuvA7Z_jxr0/s400/march+037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316967089604060482" 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/2682275688150754414-2729004054625704005?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/2729004054625704005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=2729004054625704005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/2729004054625704005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/2729004054625704005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2009/03/did-ya-see-that-gorgeous-sun-set.html' title='Did ya see that gorgeous sun set?'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/ScmpY1SzQEI/AAAAAAAAAbs/HtGomWujbgU/s72-c/march+034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-8307717204208365952</id><published>2009-03-12T15:06:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T13:55:50.888-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Canimals</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Ben and I were reading a book together and there was a picture of a camel.  It was a lift-the-flap book and I would pause and let Ben say the animal's name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben said, "Canimal."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Yeah, a Camel"&lt;br /&gt;Ben: [pause] "Oh, you're right Mom, cuz there's only 1 thing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was confused for a second and then bust up laughing.  I can always count on Ben for a good laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Ben, what would a camel with 3 humps be called?&lt;br /&gt;A Caninimal?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682275688150754414-8307717204208365952?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/8307717204208365952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=8307717204208365952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/8307717204208365952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/8307717204208365952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2009/03/canimals.html' title='Canimals'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-1971307869938282162</id><published>2009-03-04T15:57:00.016-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T21:56:50.189-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/Sa8IQR4IeII/AAAAAAAAAaU/BrD1suxYldw/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/Sa8IQR4IeII/AAAAAAAAAaU/BrD1suxYldw/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309471561462872194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, what can I say?  I am so lucky to be married to Kevin.  I'm really glad he chose me.  Life is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love our anniversary.  I love reminiscing about the day we were married, and all the adventures we've had since that day.  It's always a great day.  Today was no different, and here are some of the highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabel woke up around 6 a.m. to make us breakfast in bed.  (How cute is that?)  Last night she curiously asked me what time Dad woke up, and then slept out in the hall so I knew something was a brewin'!  (later she told me she didn't want to wake David by opening her door so that's why she slept in the hall)  This morning I woke up to Isabel standing beside my bed, holding a tray with bowls of  instant oatmeal, buttered toast, glasses of milk, and. . . a fruit roll-up!  She was beaming.&lt;br /&gt;I love this girl.&lt;br /&gt;Then,  she set the tray down and sang us a song she made up for our anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How in the world can your day go wrong when it starts out like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin came home for lunch and I made crepes with strawberries and whipped cream, (Mmmmmm, I love those things!) and a few with Nutella.  We ate on our wedding china - it's a tradition we have.  A fun addition to lunch was our drink, Orangina!!!  I finally found some at Pirate O's (spelling?).  If you've never had it, you need to try it sometime.&lt;br /&gt;Kevin surprised me with a huge bouquet of pink roses.  Ben actually opened the door for Kev and he told me, giggling, "Mom, Dad brought you TONS of flowers!"  They're beautiful. I love getting flowers from Kevin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SbAJSxxiboI/AAAAAAAAAak/Z1jiVKuGDcc/s1600-h/12+anniversary+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SbAJSxxiboI/AAAAAAAAAak/Z1jiVKuGDcc/s400/12+anniversary+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309754178873224834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma came over to watch the kids while we went out to dinner.  We went to Carrabba's and wow, we had such an enjoyable evening.  I was pleasantly surprised.  I haven't had that nice of a dinner out for a LONG time.  Our food was fabulous - really, truly great.  Just thinking about it makes me want to go back.&lt;br /&gt;And of course, the company was superb!  It couldn't get any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And neither could our life. Honestly.  We have a great life.  We are so blessed and have so much to be happy about.  We have all the important things - people to love and those who love us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/Sa_8PXE479I/AAAAAAAAAac/8MP1G64p3FA/s1600-h/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/Sa_8PXE479I/AAAAAAAAAac/8MP1G64p3FA/s400/17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309739826515865554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;~&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; a few things I remember about the day we were married&lt;/span&gt; ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- we were married at 11:00 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;- it snowed&lt;br /&gt;- my cheeks hurt from smiling so much - I was so HAPPY!&lt;br /&gt;- our first meal together as husband and wife was McDonald's chicken nuggets&lt;br /&gt;- Kev's truck battery died (but lucky for us, we were staying just across the street at The Inn at Temple Square)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2008/03/wedding-photos.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;[More Wedding Pictures]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;our anniversary lunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SbAJTgIpN1I/AAAAAAAAAa0/jr3CO5jDrQw/s1600-h/12+anniversary+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SbAJTgIpN1I/AAAAAAAAAa0/jr3CO5jDrQw/s400/12+anniversary+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309754191318169426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a gift for Kev&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SbAJT0iz5QI/AAAAAAAAAa8/jQka5QA7MoM/s1600-h/12+anniversary+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SbAJT0iz5QI/AAAAAAAAAa8/jQka5QA7MoM/s400/12+anniversary+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309754196796630274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a lil' something I gave to Kev to have while he's at work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SbAJTPbXRMI/AAAAAAAAAas/Zb3nwb7YS7M/s1600-h/12+anniversary+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SbAJTPbXRMI/AAAAAAAAAas/Zb3nwb7YS7M/s400/12+anniversary+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309754186833282242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/2682275688150754414-1971307869938282162?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/1971307869938282162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=1971307869938282162&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/1971307869938282162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/1971307869938282162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2009/03/another-year.html' title='Another Year'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/Sa8IQR4IeII/AAAAAAAAAaU/BrD1suxYldw/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-7368556611793625450</id><published>2009-02-10T23:43:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T23:44:48.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Years</title><content type='html'>In keeping up with my 2009 goal of organizing and scanning my pictures AND in anniversary of 10 years living in this house, I wanted to post a few pictures documenting the construction of our home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe we've already been here that long!  This is the longest I have ever lived in one place.  I was pregnant when we were building (that was a yucky nightmare - I DO NOT recommend it) and I have brought all 4 of my babies home from the hospital to this wonderful home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love living here.  I love my neighbors and friends.  I love the views I have from every room.  I love all the wonderful memories my family has made in this home.&lt;br /&gt;I hope we never move. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(me standing in the hole&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SYy9cEdJDwI/AAAAAAAAAZk/Cq5aSptFhIk/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SYy9cEdJDwI/AAAAAAAAAZk/Cq5aSptFhIk/s400/14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299819151438188290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(when the foundation was put in)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SYy9cX9-75I/AAAAAAAAAZs/wTuqZ4PJRoI/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SYy9cX9-75I/AAAAAAAAAZs/wTuqZ4PJRoI/s400/13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299819156676210578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Kev did a lot of the work himself.  I think he did a fabulous job!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SYy9epxPKuI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/etdhqvczzmM/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SYy9epxPKuI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/etdhqvczzmM/s400/11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299819195814324962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Here we are on Christmas Eve 1998.  Pretty festive, eh?  We did take Christmas day off, and just relaxed and visited with family, though.  It was FREEZING - in case you were wondering about the eskimo coat.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SYy9f8qNcLI/AAAAAAAAAaE/-JQ_Qq4Ned8/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SYy9f8qNcLI/AAAAAAAAAaE/-JQ_Qq4Ned8/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299819218064994482" 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/2682275688150754414-7368556611793625450?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/7368556611793625450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=7368556611793625450&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/7368556611793625450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/7368556611793625450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2009/02/10-years.html' title='10 Years'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SYy9cEdJDwI/AAAAAAAAAZk/Cq5aSptFhIk/s72-c/14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-9025655967068177427</id><published>2009-02-03T21:59:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T22:16:10.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Woe Is Me</title><content type='html'>I have only 1 bag left of these yummy treats.  So sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SYkg5tptznI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Y7yxYd6kmMo/s1600-h/Untitled-1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 354px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SYkg5tptznI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Y7yxYd6kmMo/s400/Untitled-1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298802612457295474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I heard last Fall that Mothers was closing and no longer making their fabulous cookies, I stocked up.  Wal-Mart hasn't had any for awhile, and I bought all the bags my local Ream's had.  And now there is only 1 bag left in my stash.  I'm going to have to start rationing (birthdays, holidays, anniversary).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, woe is me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682275688150754414-9025655967068177427?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/9025655967068177427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=9025655967068177427&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/9025655967068177427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/9025655967068177427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2009/02/woe-is-me.html' title='Woe Is Me'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SYkg5tptznI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Y7yxYd6kmMo/s72-c/Untitled-1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-1186772735159962553</id><published>2009-01-31T00:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T00:27:13.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EASY? Bake Oven</title><content type='html'>I remember having an Easy Bake Oven when I was little. I also remember that we didn't use it much.&lt;br /&gt;When Isabel got her Easy Bake Oven for Christmas this year, I found myself wondering why we didn't use it more when I was little. Then we tried out Isabel's oven and it all came back to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What part of the Easy Bake Oven is easy?&lt;br /&gt;The lightbulb, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though, that's not completely accurate, because it requires a regular 100 watt light bulb. It cannot be Soft White, or Long Life. Have you tried to buy one of those lately? I finally found one Christmas Eve day after searching at 4 different stores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I should stop with my complaining because Isabel thinks it's great and she's had a pretty fun time baking with it. As for me, I think I'll stick with the "Easy" oven that's in my kitchen where I can bake 72 full sized cookies in the same amount of time it takes to make 12 Easy Bake Oven cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Isabel and her friend, Abby, during the Christmas holiday having a bake off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SX_dZrmFuwI/AAAAAAAAAY8/e16odi5zLQc/s1600-h/Easy+Bake+Oven+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296195120079944450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SX_dZrmFuwI/AAAAAAAAAY8/e16odi5zLQc/s400/Easy+Bake+Oven+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Unfortunately, the brownies Abby is putting into the oven never made it out. It overflowed inside the oven. Messy, messy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SX_dZq4274I/AAAAAAAAAZE/aEJ2G3N75Bo/s1600-h/Easy+Bake+Oven+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296195119890231170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SX_dZq4274I/AAAAAAAAAZE/aEJ2G3N75Bo/s400/Easy+Bake+Oven+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And Voila!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SX_daEn70RI/AAAAAAAAAZM/-DO5eE2osE8/s1600-h/Easy+Bake+Oven+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296195126798569746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SX_daEn70RI/AAAAAAAAAZM/-DO5eE2osE8/s400/Easy+Bake+Oven+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bite sized chocolate chip cookies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SX_daziergI/AAAAAAAAAZU/LOdZrnpnD6E/s1600-h/Easy+Bake+Oven+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296195139392155138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SX_daziergI/AAAAAAAAAZU/LOdZrnpnD6E/s400/Easy+Bake+Oven+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cookies were actually pretty good. I'll have to post some of the "from scratch" Easy Bake Oven recipes I found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess despite what my opinion of the actual oven is, the result is this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy Bake Oven = Fun for 2 Best Friends&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682275688150754414-1186772735159962553?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/1186772735159962553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=1186772735159962553&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/1186772735159962553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/1186772735159962553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2009/01/easy-bake-oven.html' title='EASY? Bake Oven'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SX_dZrmFuwI/AAAAAAAAAY8/e16odi5zLQc/s72-c/Easy+Bake+Oven+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-5552166596717379775</id><published>2009-01-27T20:54:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T21:01:33.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Piano Recital</title><content type='html'>Joshua and Isabel had their first piano recital last week.  It was pretty fun to go and listen to them and all the other children play.  Both Josh and Isabel had their songs memorized and did a fabulous job!  I was so proud of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Isabel played the song "Happy New Year"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SX_XvqCRYAI/AAAAAAAAAY0/IVqaKFxsWrs/s1600-h/Piano+Recital+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SX_XvqCRYAI/AAAAAAAAAY0/IVqaKFxsWrs/s400/Piano+Recital+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296188900548632578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Josh played "Little Indian Lance"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SX_XvX06oII/AAAAAAAAAYs/XS6VHhO49l4/s1600-h/Piano+Recital+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SX_XvX06oII/AAAAAAAAAYs/XS6VHhO49l4/s400/Piano+Recital+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296188895660777602" 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/2682275688150754414-5552166596717379775?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/5552166596717379775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=5552166596717379775&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/5552166596717379775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/5552166596717379775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2009/01/piano-recital.html' title='Piano Recital'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SX_XvqCRYAI/AAAAAAAAAY0/IVqaKFxsWrs/s72-c/Piano+Recital+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-3466261477664409466</id><published>2009-01-27T20:36:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T20:53:53.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Bake Cookies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SX_T3_st73I/AAAAAAAAAYk/J_t3lzp1_js/s1600-h/Food+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SX_T3_st73I/AAAAAAAAAYk/J_t3lzp1_js/s400/Food+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296184645756252018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've been on this No Bake Cookies kick lately.  I've made them 4 times this week already.  They are so yummy.  Plus the kids love to help make them.  It's the recipe I got from my Grandma Jennings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 c. sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1/2 c. margarine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 T. cocoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1/2 c. milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring to a boil in a medium saucepan.  Boil for 1-2 minutes.  Remove from heat and stir in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 c. quick rolled oats (or 3 1/2 c. regular oats)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cover pan with lid and let stand 5 minutes.  Then stir in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 t. vanilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scoop with cookie scoop onto waxed paper and let cool.  Makes about 24 cookies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682275688150754414-3466261477664409466?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/3466261477664409466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=3466261477664409466&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/3466261477664409466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/3466261477664409466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-bake-cookies.html' title='No Bake Cookies'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SX_T3_st73I/AAAAAAAAAYk/J_t3lzp1_js/s72-c/Food+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-3943563374855977286</id><published>2009-01-12T13:52:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T22:16:27.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Blogging Anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SWuvuT-EuDI/AAAAAAAAAYc/a4MWO6ofTiM/s1600-h/j0399585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SWuvuT-EuDI/AAAAAAAAAYc/a4MWO6ofTiM/s400/j0399585.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290515397446252594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been one year today since my first post on our family's blog.  My cousin Suzanne set it up for me, (thanks again Zanny).  She posts far more often than I do, so does almost everyone I guess.  But, my goal at the beginning was to post one a month and I Did It!  Yay, chalk one up for "Accomplishments."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly don't know how some people post so often.  How do you find or make the time for it?  I would love to be a fly on your wall and figure out how you do it.  I guess I'm "old school" because I'm more of a journal kind of gal.  I love writing in my journal.  I also prefer writing letters to people, and weeks will go by without checking my email. (I can almost hear the gasps!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This family blog has been fun though and I enjoy keeping in touch with family and friends.  As for this year's goal, I am sorting my digital pictures, which began in 2006, and scanning all the previous pictures 1997- 2005.  So maybe this year's blog will be a "flashback" year!  That could be fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682275688150754414-3943563374855977286?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/3943563374855977286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=3943563374855977286&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/3943563374855977286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/3943563374855977286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2009/01/1st-blogging-anniversary.html' title='1st Blogging Anniversary'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SWuvuT-EuDI/AAAAAAAAAYc/a4MWO6ofTiM/s72-c/j0399585.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-886639765208600459</id><published>2008-12-31T17:40:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T18:50:35.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SVwS8I9pu6I/AAAAAAAAAWU/vSxaWXwmmpw/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SVwS8I9pu6I/AAAAAAAAAWU/vSxaWXwmmpw/s400/Christmas+2008+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286120887033641890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Santa brought David this car full of balls.  He had a great time playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SVwS9QOzskI/AAAAAAAAAWs/G43KasBmWQQ/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SVwS9QOzskI/AAAAAAAAAWs/G43KasBmWQQ/s400/Christmas+2008+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286120906164515394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"H' lo"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SVwS9M8sbuI/AAAAAAAAAWk/9VOOs_1Zt70/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SVwS9M8sbuI/AAAAAAAAAWk/9VOOs_1Zt70/s400/Christmas+2008+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286120905283235554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Both Josh and Ben got these really cool bow and arrows - only they shoot marshmallows!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brilliant idea and tons of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SVwS8nQ3lII/AAAAAAAAAWc/jj-4Z3HDGvI/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SVwS8nQ3lII/AAAAAAAAAWc/jj-4Z3HDGvI/s400/Christmas+2008+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286120895167304834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Santa brought Isabel a Ruthie doll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SVwUGjYDcDI/AAAAAAAAAXM/dEhFsOS-3mE/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SVwUGjYDcDI/AAAAAAAAAXM/dEhFsOS-3mE/s400/Christmas+2008+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286122165434019890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben's pretty stoked about a new outfit from Grandpa Donut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SVwVmGvuvDI/AAAAAAAAAXs/xCIY7AWxvHg/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SVwVmGvuvDI/AAAAAAAAAXs/xCIY7AWxvHg/s400/Christmas+2008+038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286123807016139826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben's getting ready to fire one off.  He and Josh (and the rest of the family) had a blast all Christmas day with these "Bow and Mallows."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SVwVlvyPEbI/AAAAAAAAAXk/7XItmMcnw7o/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SVwVlvyPEbI/AAAAAAAAAXk/7XItmMcnw7o/s400/Christmas+2008+037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286123800852631986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Marshmallow Wars!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;David was hilarious when the boys would have a marshmallow fight.  He'd frantically run around the room trying to pick up the shot 'ammo' and shove them in his mouth before Ben or Josh could get them for reloading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SVwUHadG-NI/AAAAAAAAAXc/u80srAEkqis/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SVwUHadG-NI/AAAAAAAAAXc/u80srAEkqis/s400/Christmas+2008+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286122180219173074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;David got a new sled, though he uses it more indoors than out right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SVwUHLsp5PI/AAAAAAAAAXU/TyoEMeSBxQs/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SVwUHLsp5PI/AAAAAAAAAXU/TyoEMeSBxQs/s400/Christmas+2008+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286122176257844466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BOYS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David actually really got into the opening of gifts this year.  He didn't care about what was inside so much as the ripping off the wrapping paper and sometimes ripping the box apart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SVwUGaUqOBI/AAAAAAAAAXE/2g8NbTC7bws/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SVwUGaUqOBI/AAAAAAAAAXE/2g8NbTC7bws/s400/Christmas+2008+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286122163003865106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SVwUDt4AMBI/AAAAAAAAAW8/mHQKU1BDadw/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SVwUDt4AMBI/AAAAAAAAAW8/mHQKU1BDadw/s400/Christmas+2008+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286122116712771602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's one determined little guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SVwS99RTA4I/AAAAAAAAAW0/T0dVD8pGdTM/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SVwS99RTA4I/AAAAAAAAAW0/T0dVD8pGdTM/s400/Christmas+2008+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286120918254551938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This year Kevin and I finished the kids rooms as a Christmas gift to the kids.  It was a lot of work (I don't think I'd ever do it again with little ones and just days before Christmas), and a lot of early mornings and late nights, BUT I think everything turned out great and the kids were ECSTATIC about it.  Their reaction made it all worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabel's room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SVwVnCKcORI/AAAAAAAAAX0/mvT9btpgq3Y/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SVwVnCKcORI/AAAAAAAAAX0/mvT9btpgq3Y/s400/Christmas+2008+041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286123822965864722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SVwVpj1blcI/AAAAAAAAAX8/68AjYS5wwyI/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SVwVpj1blcI/AAAAAAAAAX8/68AjYS5wwyI/s400/Christmas+2008+043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286123866364286402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The boys' room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SVwVqJxczEI/AAAAAAAAAYE/UntngBQKdJA/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SVwVqJxczEI/AAAAAAAAAYE/UntngBQKdJA/s400/Christmas+2008+048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286123876548136002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You can't really see from the photo, but we painted the walls tan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And on the other wall is this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SVwYftYRTFI/AAAAAAAAAYM/SXHDIYG-4wU/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SVwYftYRTFI/AAAAAAAAAYM/SXHDIYG-4wU/s400/Christmas+2008+050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286126995662523474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fun Christmas memories,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SVwYf5Up5TI/AAAAAAAAAYU/y32prEq9ecM/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SVwYf5Up5TI/AAAAAAAAAYU/y32prEq9ecM/s400/Christmas+2008+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286126998868583730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, it is nice to be on this side of Christmas.  Enjoying the holiday and time together rather than enduring all the stress!&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/2682275688150754414-886639765208600459?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/886639765208600459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=886639765208600459&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/886639765208600459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/886639765208600459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-2008.html' title='Christmas 2008'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SVwS8I9pu6I/AAAAAAAAAWU/vSxaWXwmmpw/s72-c/Christmas+2008+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-1123735052827116329</id><published>2008-12-11T14:06:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T14:25:51.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You. . .</title><content type='html'>Hey, lookie lookie!  I was finally able to get a background to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you Barbara and Shelley!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So, now that I've done that, I'll probably just go back to my white background - only because I'm a big fan of simplicity.  Really I just wanted to know that I could successfully put a background up, and many of you know the difficulties, despair (and emotions (:  ) I've gone through trying to succeed.  So I hope you enjoy the new background. &lt;br /&gt;It is quite festive . . .  okay, maybe I'll keep it up for a couple of weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*and thank you to TCBOTB for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; posting an update on how to apply a background using the "add a gadget" instead of "add a page element".  Though it would have been more helpful about, oh . . . 6 months ago! *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682275688150754414-1123735052827116329?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/1123735052827116329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=1123735052827116329&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/1123735052827116329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/1123735052827116329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2008/12/thank-you.html' title='Thank You. . .'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-7458821208822284347</id><published>2008-11-09T21:51:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T22:58:33.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Hearts</title><content type='html'>With so much bad news, negativity, sorrow and tragedy that seems to be everywhere, it is difficult to fight off feelings of discouragement and depression.  Yet, I know that there is hope, happiness and there are blessings if we choose to see it.&lt;br /&gt;I feel ungrateful to a loving and generous Father in Heaven when I focus too long on all of the sad and negative things out there.  So to help overcome this, our family has been verbalizing our blessings each day.  I thought we'd share some of the things we're thankful for and maybe you'll also find things you're thankful for too.  Just spreading the hope and happiness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;I'm thankful for a mom and dad who love me ~ I'm thankful for a warm home ~ I'm thankful for the restoration of Christ's church ~ I'm thankful for the love I have for my wife and children ~ I'm thankful for my family ~ I'm thankful for my new transformers ~ I'm thankful my husband has a job ~ I'm thankful gas prices are dropping ~ I'm thankful I got my bulbs planted before the ground freezes ~ I'm thankful I know how to read ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Surely we are a blessed people,&lt;br /&gt;for which we ought to express gratitude&lt;br /&gt;and then show the depth of that gratitude by&lt;br /&gt;the goodness and measure of our lives."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Gordon B. Hinckley&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/2682275688150754414-7458821208822284347?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/7458821208822284347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=7458821208822284347&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/7458821208822284347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/7458821208822284347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2008/11/thankful-hearts.html' title='Thankful Hearts'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-8253817680649944286</id><published>2008-10-31T23:41:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T00:05:06.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SQ6XiMA5tAI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/FWkN54lILUY/s1600-h/Halloween+2008+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SQ6XiMA5tAI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/FWkN54lILUY/s400/Halloween+2008+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264311628039042050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Sanders Family - ready for Trick-or-Treating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SQ6XiqIUxKI/AAAAAAAAAVY/hmhIwvEcals/s1600-h/Halloween+2008+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SQ6XiqIUxKI/AAAAAAAAAVY/hmhIwvEcals/s400/Halloween+2008+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264311636123239586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Star Wars clan&lt;br /&gt;(Master Yoda, Princess Leia, Count Dooku,  Obi Wan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SQ6XjCeU9NI/AAAAAAAAAVg/Oru2Htz1wMY/s1600-h/Halloween+2008+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SQ6XjCeU9NI/AAAAAAAAAVg/Oru2Htz1wMY/s400/Halloween+2008+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264311642657977554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Isn't my little Yoda soooo cute?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SQ6XjQttfDI/AAAAAAAAAVo/wEKK47xWDsE/s1600-h/Halloween+2008+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SQ6XjQttfDI/AAAAAAAAAVo/wEKK47xWDsE/s400/Halloween+2008+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264311646480596018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Joshua in the Halloween parade at school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SQ6Xj4s82UI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3rgRiE8k9UU/s1600-h/Halloween+2008+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SQ6Xj4s82UI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3rgRiE8k9UU/s400/Halloween+2008+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264311657214826818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Isabel as Queen Susan (from the Chronicles of Narnia).  She didn't want to dress up as someone from Stars Wars, but I think she looks absolutely beautiful as Queen Susan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SQ6Y-O5c0hI/AAAAAAAAAV4/89MGbI4Zrkw/s1600-h/Halloween+2008+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SQ6Y-O5c0hI/AAAAAAAAAV4/89MGbI4Zrkw/s400/Halloween+2008+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264313209361060370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ben and his pumpkin.&lt;br /&gt;He designed the face himself.  He drew it on a piece of paper and told me where to cut it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He's so proud!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And look at this adorable lil' punkin'. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SQ6Y-Uy1XMI/AAAAAAAAAWA/Bth_48BbZ9E/s1600-h/Halloween+2008+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SQ6Y-Uy1XMI/AAAAAAAAAWA/Bth_48BbZ9E/s400/Halloween+2008+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264313210943921346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Halloween!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682275688150754414-8253817680649944286?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/8253817680649944286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=8253817680649944286&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/8253817680649944286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/8253817680649944286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2008/10/halloween-2008.html' title='Halloween 2008'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SQ6XiMA5tAI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/FWkN54lILUY/s72-c/Halloween+2008+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-4822515328717380346</id><published>2008-10-17T14:17:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T14:38:47.164-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dusting - Amelia Bedelia style</title><content type='html'>WILL THIS WEEK NEVER END?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found David 'dusting' the family room this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SPj29FEWiDI/AAAAAAAAAVI/8mEKybS7PwI/s1600-h/dusting+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SPj29FEWiDI/AAAAAAAAAVI/8mEKybS7PwI/s400/dusting+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258224094147938354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least it's not dangerous (see previous 2 posts), AND it smells powder fresh in here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Does this bring back any fond memories Kathleen?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682275688150754414-4822515328717380346?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/4822515328717380346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=4822515328717380346&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/4822515328717380346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/4822515328717380346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2008/10/dusting-amelia-bedelia-style.html' title='Dusting - Amelia Bedelia style'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SPj29FEWiDI/AAAAAAAAAVI/8mEKybS7PwI/s72-c/dusting+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-5062837706604378167</id><published>2008-10-17T13:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T22:12:57.227-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Very Next Day</title><content type='html'>As my sister, Lex mentioned, here is the story of what happened with David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David was having what I call an "angry" morning. He was grunting, squawking, and screaming, pushing, pinching, and kicking. So, after dropping Ben off at my friend's for preschool I decided that I would spend some extra loving time with David. I thought maybe he just needed some one on one time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got out the hotwheels cars to play with him, but he just threw them at me or grabbed them out of my hands and hit me with them. So I put away the cars and got out the trains. Same thing. The trains went back into the toy box. Then I got a great idea to get out the little pop-up kids tent and play with him in that. (I am trying soooo hard to be patient and really kind and loving to him, but um, my patience is wearing a bit thin by this time.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David is having a pretty good time in the tent, but doesn't want me in it or near it. So I figure okay, play by yourself and I'll go do dishes. That works for me. Of course, when I leave the room he gets out of the tent. He goes over to the little window on the tent and puts his head through it and out the top part, so there is a strip of fabric across his neck. Then he starts crying and screaming. So I come and get him out. Then he does it again. And again. And again. . . I really wouldn't mind this "game" so much except for that, remember he's having an angry morning, and everytime I get him out he gets mad at me. So finally I figure go ahead and do it. I'll let you cry for a minute or two and then maybe you'll stop doing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear him cry and I just keep putting laundry in the washing machine. And then I notice that his cry is now sounding very wheezy and raspy. I run to the family room and realize that David is tangled in the tent window. The fabric has been twisted and poor David can hardly breathe! His face is red/purple and he's just kneeling there. I'm thinking, "I need the scissors to cut this off, but it's also REALLY tight around his neck and the scissors are in the kitchen." So I quickly pick him up and turn his whole body around to untwist the piece that is cinching up next to his neck. Finally after a few more maneuvers I get him out. I was so scared and I just wanted to hold him and love him. Unfortunately, he really didn't want anything to do with that, so I put him in the stroller and we went for a walk. I needed some fresh air!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would my days be like if I didn't pray every morning? That is a terrifying thought!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682275688150754414-5062837706604378167?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/5062837706604378167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=5062837706604378167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/5062837706604378167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/5062837706604378167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2008/10/very-next-day.html' title='The Very Next Day'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-6658177121910419605</id><published>2008-10-15T13:40:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T14:24:31.367-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What Begins with 1040 and Ends with Black Ash?</title><content type='html'>Answer: My Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me explain.  We filed for an extension on our taxes back in April, and now I'm in the middle of doing them.  So my day began with form 1040, along with schedule C, schedule A, form 4562, and so on.  Mind you, I am not a tax accountant, nor did I get my degree in accounting.  It takes me FOREVER to figure everything out.  In addition to that, they're not exactly kid-friendly.  It's not pleasant to be interrupted every 1.3 minutes by young children who need you, while you are in the middle of reading about Schedule C, part 3, line 18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can't imagine, I'll just come straight out and say - my disposition was not what you'd call happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh and Isabel came home from school and I was in the middle of trying to locate a paper (our kitchen counter and table had been taken over by this tax project).  I told them they could have a cookie for a snack.  Less than 2 minutes later, out of the corner of my eye I see flames and yep, this is where the Black Ash enters my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabel had taken her cookie out of the container but left the lid open.  You know the hard, clear plastic containers cookies from the store bakery come in - the ones that are a bugger to open and close.  Well, unfortunately my candle was also burning on the counter, right underneath the now burning, melting plastic lid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran to the counter, grabbed the container of cookies and threw them into the sink turning water on everything.  Only, did you know plastic become gooey and stringy when it melts.  Yeah, so I had strings of burning plastic from the counter over to my kitchen sink.  My counter had bits of burning plastic on it, my candle had flames much bigger than it should, and my children are all standing in the kitchen, wide-eyed, not saying a thing.  I grabbed a cup, filled it with water and dumped it all over the counter and candle.  Good the fire is out!&lt;br /&gt;But then I notice little black stringy things floating all over my kitchen.  Black Ash is everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;I spent the next hour cleaning the black ash  in my kitchen.  And then found it had made its way into the family room, bathroom, front room and laundry room.  Yay, I had been waiting for an excuse to clean these rooms!  A blessing in disguise.&lt;br /&gt;But in all seriousness, it really was a blessing that I was right there when the fire started.  I am sure that with all the paper we had on the kitchen counter, if I had been upstairs even for 2 or 3 minutes, the entire kitchen would have been on fire by the time I made it back downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about a day that begins with breakfast in bed and ends with a good book instead?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682275688150754414-6658177121910419605?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/6658177121910419605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=6658177121910419605&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/6658177121910419605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/6658177121910419605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-begins-with-1040-and-ends-with.html' title='What Begins with 1040 and Ends with Black Ash?'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-1087941409018405484</id><published>2008-09-06T22:57:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T23:04:02.939-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Quit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Just wanted to share a great and inspiring poem I heard tonight while I was at Stake Conference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't Quit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;by Edgar A. Guest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,&lt;br /&gt;when the road you're trudging seems all uphill,&lt;br /&gt;when the funds are low and the debts are high,&lt;br /&gt;and you want to smile but you have to sigh,&lt;br /&gt;when care is pressing you down a bit -&lt;br /&gt;rest if you must, but don't you quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is queer with its twists and turns.&lt;br /&gt;As everyone of us sometimes learns.&lt;br /&gt;And many a fellow turns about&lt;br /&gt;when he might have won had he stuck it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up though the pace seems slow –&lt;br /&gt;you may succeed with another blow.&lt;br /&gt;Often the goal is nearer than&lt;br /&gt;it seems to a faint and faltering man;&lt;br /&gt;often the struggler has given up&lt;br /&gt;when he might have captured the victor's cup;&lt;br /&gt;and he learned too late when the night came down,&lt;br /&gt;how close he was to the golden crown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success is failure turned inside out –&lt;br /&gt;the silver tint of the clouds of doubt,&lt;br /&gt;and when you never can tell how close you are,&lt;br /&gt;it may be near when it seems afar;&lt;br /&gt;so stick to the fight when you're hardest hit –&lt;br /&gt;it's when things seem worst, you must not quit.&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/2682275688150754414-1087941409018405484?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/1087941409018405484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=1087941409018405484&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/1087941409018405484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/1087941409018405484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2008/09/dont-quit.html' title='Don&apos;t Quit'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-7285690798946522511</id><published>2008-09-04T09:27:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T10:33:50.421-06:00</updated><title type='text'>To Do lists</title><content type='html'>I'm a list maker.  I love lists.  Each morning I make a To Do list for the day. Here's mine from today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Go grocery shopping&lt;br /&gt;2.Find wedding negatives&lt;br /&gt;3.Finish cleaning dining room&lt;br /&gt;4.Sweep front porch&lt;br /&gt;5.Clean cobwebs in entry&lt;br /&gt;6.Clean corner in family room&lt;br /&gt;7.Go to library&lt;br /&gt;8.Finish creative cooking entries&lt;br /&gt;9.Make phone calls to coordinate meals for Sister ______&lt;br /&gt;10.Load Reader Rabbit for Ben&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only 10 things.  No biggie.&lt;br /&gt;Well, at 10:30 tonight I was frustrated, disappointed, depressed, and exhausted.  I looked at my list and realized I had crossed out very few of my To Do items.  So I decided to make a new list.  This time I wrote down all the things I DID do today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Go walking&lt;br /&gt;2.Pack kids lunches&lt;br /&gt;3.Help get kids ready and off to school&lt;br /&gt;4.Go to bank&lt;br /&gt;5.Go grocery shopping&lt;br /&gt;6.Go on a walk with the boys&lt;br /&gt;7.Oil change at jiffy lube&lt;br /&gt;8.Lunch with Kevin and boys&lt;br /&gt;9.Vacuum front room and family room&lt;br /&gt;10.Storytime with Ben&lt;br /&gt;11.Wash, fold, and put away sheets&lt;br /&gt;12.Put clean sheets on beds&lt;br /&gt;13.Wash and dry load of kids clothes&lt;br /&gt;14.Wash and dry load of gentles&lt;br /&gt;15.Wash towels&lt;br /&gt;16.Water flowers&lt;br /&gt;17.Take care of David’s bee sting&lt;br /&gt;18.Change diapers – ongoing&lt;br /&gt;19.Shower and get ready&lt;br /&gt;20.Make phone calls to coordinate meals for Sister ______&lt;br /&gt;21.Help with kids’ homework&lt;br /&gt;22.Help kids with their jobs&lt;br /&gt;23.Make pizza for dinner&lt;br /&gt;24.Unload and load dishwasher&lt;br /&gt;25.Help coach Ben’s soccer game&lt;br /&gt;26.Bathe kids&lt;br /&gt;27.Read scriptures and have family prayers&lt;br /&gt;28.Help pick out kids clothes for tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I at least feel justified in feeling exhausted, but it doesn't take away the disappointment in not accomplishing the things I had intended.  It would seem as though I enjoy setting myself up for frustration and depression.&lt;br /&gt;You would think that by now I would have gotten used to this scenario and reevaluated my To Do list.  Maybe I'll put that on tomorrow's To Do list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682275688150754414-7285690798946522511?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/7285690798946522511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=7285690798946522511&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/7285690798946522511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/7285690798946522511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2008/09/to-do-lists.html' title='To Do lists'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-4138849191650734663</id><published>2008-08-20T21:47:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T09:24:24.192-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SKzl5iA3EyI/AAAAAAAAAP8/HpNwZ8qiDgo/s1600-h/Random+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SKzl5iA3EyI/AAAAAAAAAP8/HpNwZ8qiDgo/s400/Random+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236813243270763298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SKzl6NeAuAI/AAAAAAAAAQE/XW6tbcpgoO4/s1600-h/Random+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SKzl6NeAuAI/AAAAAAAAAQE/XW6tbcpgoO4/s400/Random+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236813254935754754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SKzl6SzwctI/AAAAAAAAAQM/iDYrixItxi8/s1600-h/Random+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SKzl6SzwctI/AAAAAAAAAQM/iDYrixItxi8/s400/Random+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236813256369140434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Josh and Izzy went back to school.  I know they'll have a great day, but I'm not ready for them to go back yet.  I'm not ready for summer to end.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really emotional about it.  I didn't cry from missing them.  I just really like it when they're home.  I like being around them and we have a great time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And,&lt;br /&gt;I'm REALLY not looking forward to homework.  (I could dedicate a whole post to my opinion on children's homework, but I'll save that for another time.)&lt;br /&gt;One thing that is good about them going back to school, is that I get to spend quite a bit of one-on-one time with Ben.  That's something I am looking forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for now, I'll put on my happy face as they get on the bus, and go back into the house to enjoy the time I have with my little brown boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SKzuNykJyCI/AAAAAAAAAQc/bC4XyLNb2-A/s1600-h/Ben.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SKzuNykJyCI/AAAAAAAAAQc/bC4XyLNb2-A/s400/Ben.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236822387404163106" 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/2682275688150754414-4138849191650734663?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/4138849191650734663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=4138849191650734663&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/4138849191650734663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/4138849191650734663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SKzl5iA3EyI/AAAAAAAAAP8/HpNwZ8qiDgo/s72-c/Random+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-2051831233463811144</id><published>2008-08-04T22:23:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:23:13.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Hike</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday we got up early and went on a hike up to the "Y."  All of the kids did really well - I was surprised.  David got to ride along in the pack, so you'd think he had less reason to complain and yet, he was the only one I heard whine.  No, he wasn't too bad, really.  We did have a good time together, and the view of the valley was gorgeous!  Especially as the sun was coming up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sittin' on the "Y"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJfYWpd6MQI/AAAAAAAAAO8/WWdkhCQNY0A/s1600-h/Y+Hike+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJfYWpd6MQI/AAAAAAAAAO8/WWdkhCQNY0A/s400/Y+Hike+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230887375814144258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJfYXWsY6MI/AAAAAAAAAPE/B-kQl0P9gWM/s1600-h/Y+Hike+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJfYXWsY6MI/AAAAAAAAAPE/B-kQl0P9gWM/s400/Y+Hike+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230887387954473154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJfYXoQ12PI/AAAAAAAAAPM/8nwqPkAfNhk/s1600-h/Y+Hike+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJfYXoQ12PI/AAAAAAAAAPM/8nwqPkAfNhk/s400/Y+Hike+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230887392670767346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJfYYcA3xgI/AAAAAAAAAPU/Gj7OKmeacig/s1600-h/Y+Hike+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJfYYcA3xgI/AAAAAAAAAPU/Gj7OKmeacig/s400/Y+Hike+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230887406562428418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about 100 feet into the hike, Ben said to me,"Mom, can you carry me?"  I thought, "Oh, no."  I was tempted to turn around and wait at the bottom of the mountain with Ben while the others went on ahead.  But, Ben surprised me.  He was great the whole way.  He would run ahead of us and then run back down - all the way up.  I think he covered twice the distance we did! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJfYY12CCAI/AAAAAAAAAPc/qv-buMQOtGw/s1600-h/Y+Hike+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJfYY12CCAI/AAAAAAAAAPc/qv-buMQOtGw/s400/Y+Hike+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230887413496285186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just chillin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJfYyzuEuuI/AAAAAAAAAPs/K9Njx7keftA/s1600-h/Y+Hike+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJfYyzuEuuI/AAAAAAAAAPs/K9Njx7keftA/s400/Y+Hike+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230887859602635490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Izzy was happy to finally be standing on the "Y"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJfYzhWuVOI/AAAAAAAAAP0/guIonxzAFa8/s1600-h/Y+Hike+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJfYzhWuVOI/AAAAAAAAAP0/guIonxzAFa8/s400/Y+Hike+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230887871852729570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going, going. . . GONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJfYySMPbsI/AAAAAAAAAPk/kWv3DZmgj-8/s1600-h/Y+Hike+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJfYySMPbsI/AAAAAAAAAPk/kWv3DZmgj-8/s400/Y+Hike+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230887850602360514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were resting and sitting on the "Y," David decided to play his favorite game - throwing things and waiting for someone to pick it up and give it back, only to have him throw it again, and again, and again.  So he decided to throw his sippy cup down.  And down it went, bouncing all the way down the "Y" and off into the bushes.  Everyone up there just sat and watched in silence.  After it disappeared the laughter began. &lt;br /&gt;All David could do was say, "Uh-oh, uh-oh."  Uh-oh is right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682275688150754414-2051831233463811144?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/2051831233463811144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=2051831233463811144&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/2051831233463811144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/2051831233463811144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2008/08/family-hike.html' title='Family Hike'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJfYWpd6MQI/AAAAAAAAAO8/WWdkhCQNY0A/s72-c/Y+Hike+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-6340057393741514370</id><published>2008-07-29T17:14:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T23:03:31.719-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping Beauty</title><content type='html'>I guess that's appropriate seeing as how she married Prince Phillip (Kevin's middle name is Phillip).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greatestjournal.com/quiz.bml?Q=16354"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You Are Aurora! (A.K.A. Sleeping Beauty.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v465/newbandi/Aurora.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thoughtful and loving. Authority figures probably have been sheltering you all of your life. Thankfully you're a very tranquil person who is content with what life has given you, but secretly you want to know how the outside world works.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greatestjournal.com/quiz.bml?Q=16354"&gt;Which Disney Princess Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682275688150754414-6340057393741514370?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/6340057393741514370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=6340057393741514370&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/6340057393741514370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/6340057393741514370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2008/07/you-are-aurora.html' title='Sleeping Beauty'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-1672045076379062648</id><published>2008-07-29T17:13:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:23:17.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Josh's Birthday</title><content type='html'>Josh's special day started out with the family waking him up singing "happy birthday," and then downstairs for the traditional birthday breakfast.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJFRT1EVEOI/AAAAAAAAANU/zWlokM8XGrM/s1600-h/JoshPictures+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJFRT1EVEOI/AAAAAAAAANU/zWlokM8XGrM/s400/JoshPictures+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229050043458457826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that morning he had an Indiana Jones themed birthday party with his friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJFRURVUxpI/AAAAAAAAANc/S68SlkCSOL8/s1600-h/JoshPictures+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJFRURVUxpI/AAAAAAAAANc/S68SlkCSOL8/s400/JoshPictures+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229050051045934738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First they had to figure out clues and follow a treasure map.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJFRUwdfWtI/AAAAAAAAANk/YTf8CfAOq6M/s1600-h/JoshPictures+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJFRUwdfWtI/AAAAAAAAANk/YTf8CfAOq6M/s400/JoshPictures+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229050059401681618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And then it was on to. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Temple of Doom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJFRVENBwdI/AAAAAAAAANs/WCHMjg5X3k4/s1600-h/JoshPictures+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJFRVENBwdI/AAAAAAAAANs/WCHMjg5X3k4/s400/JoshPictures+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229050064701342162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After making it past the falling boulders (me throwing &amp;amp; rolling balls down the driveway) we were on our way up the mountain searching for the treasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJFRVpogz1I/AAAAAAAAAN0/EkTgTlc85tg/s1600-h/JoshPictures+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJFRVpogz1I/AAAAAAAAAN0/EkTgTlc85tg/s400/JoshPictures+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229050074748735314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took those boys no time at all to dig up the treasure. (It took me forever to bury it!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJFSWINzfmI/AAAAAAAAAN8/_c6u7rAKzO4/s1600-h/JoshPictures+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJFSWINzfmI/AAAAAAAAAN8/_c6u7rAKzO4/s400/JoshPictures+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229051182469840482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after one final riddle to solve, they had their treasure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJFSWhKXI1I/AAAAAAAAAOE/Nc11G5H9tOs/s1600-h/JoshPictures+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJFSWhKXI1I/AAAAAAAAAOE/Nc11G5H9tOs/s400/JoshPictures+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229051189166285650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That evening the party continued with cake and ice cream.  I'm not exactly sure what my Dad and Kev are doing with their arms.  It looks kinda dangerous!  Someone's arm hair is bound to get singed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJFSXV2uhnI/AAAAAAAAAOM/evxnxc-Nvuw/s1600-h/JoshPictures+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJFSXV2uhnI/AAAAAAAAAOM/evxnxc-Nvuw/s400/JoshPictures+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229051203311011442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJFSXkAu_RI/AAAAAAAAAOU/EFmOeZ_9j4s/s1600-h/JoshPictures+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJFSXkAu_RI/AAAAAAAAAOU/EFmOeZ_9j4s/s400/JoshPictures+034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229051207111081234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh's friend gave him this game.  It's called "No Brainer."  Have you heard of it?  It is HILARIOUS!!!  It asks yes or no questions to which you respond by shaking or nodding your head.  Only the sensor doesn't really know which way your head is moving.  And then it gives you encouraging suggestions like "You gotta be kiddin' me!" or "Go back to school!" &lt;br /&gt;We were all laughing hysterically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJFSX-Qga1I/AAAAAAAAAOc/xECr8GbNRLk/s1600-h/JoshPictures+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJFSX-Qga1I/AAAAAAAAAOc/xECr8GbNRLk/s400/JoshPictures+035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229051214156557138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJFTK2yDcMI/AAAAAAAAAOk/nWpfYFwt7ec/s1600-h/JoshPictures+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJFTK2yDcMI/AAAAAAAAAOk/nWpfYFwt7ec/s400/JoshPictures+036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229052088323109058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, we had a lot of fun with that game that night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJFTLCw7EEI/AAAAAAAAAOs/e2HfgvADCsI/s1600-h/JoshPictures+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJFTLCw7EEI/AAAAAAAAAOs/e2HfgvADCsI/s400/JoshPictures+039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229052091539591234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday Indy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJFTLeLD1qI/AAAAAAAAAO0/PmyPw_vlOEw/s1600-h/JoshPictures+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJFTLeLD1qI/AAAAAAAAAO0/PmyPw_vlOEw/s400/JoshPictures+040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229052098896975522" 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/2682275688150754414-1672045076379062648?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/1672045076379062648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=1672045076379062648&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/1672045076379062648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/1672045076379062648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2008/07/joshs-birthday.html' title='Josh&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJFRT1EVEOI/AAAAAAAAANU/zWlokM8XGrM/s72-c/JoshPictures+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-5767377652373416199</id><published>2008-07-29T17:11:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:23:18.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Josh Earned His Wolf Badge</title><content type='html'>Josh earned his wolf badge and 2 arrow points in Cub Scouts.  We are so proud of him.  He has worked really hard for this and he loves going to Cubs each week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the ritual face painting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJFNdvMQa4I/AAAAAAAAAM0/JNVP77MCD4I/s1600-h/JoshPictures+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJFNdvMQa4I/AAAAAAAAAM0/JNVP77MCD4I/s400/JoshPictures+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229045815633275778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pinning on his badge and arrow points&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJFNeB5XaRI/AAAAAAAAAM8/5HLuJ6N_Hk8/s1600-h/JoshPictures+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJFNeB5XaRI/AAAAAAAAAM8/5HLuJ6N_Hk8/s400/JoshPictures+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229045820654315794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pinning on the mother's pin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJFNeuV3cJI/AAAAAAAAANE/CB0yox0sT80/s1600-h/JoshPictures+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJFNeuV3cJI/AAAAAAAAANE/CB0yox0sT80/s400/JoshPictures+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229045832585015442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJFNfCDNebI/AAAAAAAAANM/ZknxrHlxOJE/s1600-h/JoshPictures+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJFNfCDNebI/AAAAAAAAANM/ZknxrHlxOJE/s400/JoshPictures+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229045837875476914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Great Job Josh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682275688150754414-5767377652373416199?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/5767377652373416199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=5767377652373416199&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/5767377652373416199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/5767377652373416199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2008/07/josh-earned-his-wolf-badge.html' title='Josh Earned His Wolf Badge'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SJFNdvMQa4I/AAAAAAAAAM0/JNVP77MCD4I/s72-c/JoshPictures+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-7151157370908383045</id><published>2008-06-30T09:19:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:23:19.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carillon Bell Concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SF9Fa14DmhI/AAAAAAAAAMM/9we2DYUlfAA/s1600-h/Pictures+201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214963220959435282" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SF9Fa14DmhI/AAAAAAAAAMM/9we2DYUlfAA/s400/Pictures+201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week we went to a bell concert. We took some treats and a blanket, and sat down to enjoy a relaxing evening with the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;David with his licorice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SF9FbfWNM5I/AAAAAAAAAMU/0cMzgYMgQGA/s1600-h/Pictures+182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214963232091747218" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SF9FbfWNM5I/AAAAAAAAAMU/0cMzgYMgQGA/s400/Pictures+182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ben (I just love this kid!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SF9Fbt14KCI/AAAAAAAAAMc/9MSOY0adEWc/s1600-h/Pictures+185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214963235982682146" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SF9Fbt14KCI/AAAAAAAAAMc/9MSOY0adEWc/s400/Pictures+185.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SF9FcBCKtHI/AAAAAAAAAMk/IWKg701rVCU/s1600-h/Pictures+194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214963241134503026" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SF9FcBCKtHI/AAAAAAAAAMk/IWKg701rVCU/s400/Pictures+194.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Josh &amp;amp; Izzy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SF9Fcdn5UKI/AAAAAAAAAMs/qmj0HV5xuuc/s1600-h/Pictures+186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214963248808939682" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SF9Fcdn5UKI/AAAAAAAAAMs/qmj0HV5xuuc/s400/Pictures+186.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682275688150754414-7151157370908383045?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/7151157370908383045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=7151157370908383045&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/7151157370908383045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/7151157370908383045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2008/06/carillon-bell-concert.html' title='Carillon Bell Concert'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SF9Fa14DmhI/AAAAAAAAAMM/9we2DYUlfAA/s72-c/Pictures+201.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-1847705226400388855</id><published>2008-06-30T09:06:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T15:20:53.048-06:00</updated><title type='text'>1930s Wife</title><content type='html'>So I answered this questionnaire to find out how I would rank as a wife according to 1930 standards. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="300"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.magatsu.net/maritaltest/wife.jpg" height="72" width="72" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;100&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;As a 1930s wife, I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Very Superior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.magatsu.net/maritaltest/"&gt;Take the test!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprised? Let me assure you, no one is more surprised than me - especially as I look around at my untidy house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the fact that I have 4 children and I'm a morning person really boosted my score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I do not wear red nail polish.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682275688150754414-1847705226400388855?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/1847705226400388855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=1847705226400388855&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/1847705226400388855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/1847705226400388855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2008/06/1930s-wife.html' title='1930s Wife'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-1118306430519194580</id><published>2008-06-22T22:57:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:23:21.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Simply put -&lt;br /&gt;I chose wisely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SF80aFzbgWI/AAAAAAAAALM/xN1nvIQ4FGU/s1600-h/Pictures+159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SF80aFzbgWI/AAAAAAAAALM/xN1nvIQ4FGU/s400/Pictures+159.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214944516357456226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this husband o' mine.  He is the most amazing husband and fantastic father.  We love him more than words can express.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa Donut came over for Father's Day dinner.  Luke, JoAnna, &amp;amp; Ava came too.  It was good just to be together, hanging out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SF80hspaQ2I/AAAAAAAAALU/Iv0FdNtxWag/s1600-h/Pictures+145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SF80hspaQ2I/AAAAAAAAALU/Iv0FdNtxWag/s400/Pictures+145.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214944647043498850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My Dad &amp;amp; Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SF80hy75l0I/AAAAAAAAALc/mimly-YjB6c/s1600-h/Pictures+152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SF80hy75l0I/AAAAAAAAALc/mimly-YjB6c/s400/Pictures+152.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214944648731662146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Father's Day 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SF80iUZ3DPI/AAAAAAAAALk/JF2CNqu524Q/s1600-h/Pictures+149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SF80iUZ3DPI/AAAAAAAAALk/JF2CNqu524Q/s400/Pictures+149.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214944657715694834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent some time at the cemetery that evening. Kevin's Dad loves roses.  It's sad I never got to meet him or that the kids don't get to play around with him.   Someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin tells me stories about his Dad and what a great man he was.  I know he is.  I can see that greatness in his son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SF80i2i1PVI/AAAAAAAAALs/jbjX6hJsMHQ/s1600-h/Pictures+165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SF80i2i1PVI/AAAAAAAAALs/jbjX6hJsMHQ/s400/Pictures+165.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214944666880130386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SF81OLrMEYI/AAAAAAAAAL0/wbWRXF0j4lI/s1600-h/Pictures+166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SF81OLrMEYI/AAAAAAAAAL0/wbWRXF0j4lI/s400/Pictures+166.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214945411286700418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SF81OdF9UcI/AAAAAAAAAL8/M6lT9YBFXb8/s1600-h/Pictures+168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SF81OdF9UcI/AAAAAAAAAL8/M6lT9YBFXb8/s400/Pictures+168.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214945415962382786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went over to my Uncle's grave.  That was hard.  The pain is still there.  I hugged my Dad even tighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SF81O5XW3-I/AAAAAAAAAME/pm_09jYjhmc/s1600-h/Pictures+175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SF81O5XW3-I/AAAAAAAAAME/pm_09jYjhmc/s400/Pictures+175.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214945423551553506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Father's Day I savored every moment with my family.   And I made sure not to take it for granted.  To all the Fathers in my life - Thank You.  I Love You.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682275688150754414-1118306430519194580?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/1118306430519194580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=1118306430519194580&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/1118306430519194580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/1118306430519194580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2008/06/fathers-day.html' title='Father&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SF80aFzbgWI/AAAAAAAAALM/xN1nvIQ4FGU/s72-c/Pictures+159.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-7788482279593470512</id><published>2008-06-22T22:11:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:23:22.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh what do you do in the summertime?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Do you. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;have a "campout" at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SF8ldElWSLI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/j9255AjAfvA/s1600-h/Pictures+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SF8ldElWSLI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/j9255AjAfvA/s400/Pictures+062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214928074895149234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;go to MOA's Children's Celebration of the Arts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SF8ldZcEgHI/AAAAAAAAAKY/rCEzBqWbuEk/s1600-h/Pictures+108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SF8ldZcEgHI/AAAAAAAAAKY/rCEzBqWbuEk/s400/Pictures+108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214928080493379698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SF8ld2xzgPI/AAAAAAAAAKg/TIA3tTiMZgw/s1600-h/Pictures+112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SF8ld2xzgPI/AAAAAAAAAKg/TIA3tTiMZgw/s400/Pictures+112.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214928088369168626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;have a Teddy Bear picnic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SF8leNJp_qI/AAAAAAAAAKo/JzwyuLBWAHM/s1600-h/Pictures+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SF8leNJp_qI/AAAAAAAAAKo/JzwyuLBWAHM/s400/Pictures+069.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214928094374788770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Or,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;run through the sprinklers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SF8lej8RK3I/AAAAAAAAAKw/xx_J4CWPFdc/s1600-h/Pictures+204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SF8lej8RK3I/AAAAAAAAAKw/xx_J4CWPFdc/s400/Pictures+204.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214928100492651378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SF8mnJIqq7I/AAAAAAAAAK8/phkEjIsdMCc/s1600-h/Pictures+208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SF8mnJIqq7I/AAAAAAAAAK8/phkEjIsdMCc/s400/Pictures+208.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214929347427347378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SF8mnfnmwyI/AAAAAAAAALE/a984XTYg8ao/s1600-h/Pictures+211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SF8mnfnmwyI/AAAAAAAAALE/a984XTYg8ao/s400/Pictures+211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214929353462694690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Is that what you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So do I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682275688150754414-7788482279593470512?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/7788482279593470512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=7788482279593470512&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/7788482279593470512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/7788482279593470512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-what-do-you-do-in-summertime.html' title='Oh what do you do in the summertime?'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SF8ldElWSLI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/j9255AjAfvA/s72-c/Pictures+062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-3665320463176743220</id><published>2008-05-12T10:48:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T11:19:42.943-06:00</updated><title type='text'>That's The Kind of Mom I Am!</title><content type='html'>For Mother's Day Ben, my 4 year old, gave me a card and a scroll with a beautiful ribbon tied around it. I opened the scroll and this is what I read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben&lt;br /&gt;May 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is your Mom's name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"Catherine"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What does she do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"She does nothing. I don't know what she does." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. How old is she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"50 or something."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. How does Daddy call Mom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"With their cell phones." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What is her favorite color?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"Green"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is her favorite food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"Chicken nuggets." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What is her favorite movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"I don't know."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. How many brothers and sisters does she have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"1, &amp;amp; 1, &amp;amp; 1, &amp;amp; 1, &amp;amp; 1"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Where does she like to take you for fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"She drives to birthday lunches and brings us toys." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What message do you want to send her for Mother's Day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"I love you and you are cool!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's me in a nutshell, in case you ever wondered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682275688150754414-3665320463176743220?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/3665320463176743220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=3665320463176743220&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/3665320463176743220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/3665320463176743220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2008/05/thats-kind-of-mom-i-am.html' title='That&apos;s The Kind of Mom I Am!'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-4246852909043939968</id><published>2008-04-29T22:29:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:23:26.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"To all who come to this happy place --- Welcome!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SBf5Gi3-c-I/AAAAAAAAAHY/4qyjn04YcsI/s1600-h/Picture+131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SBf5Gi3-c-I/AAAAAAAAAHY/4qyjn04YcsI/s320/Picture+131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194894586031272930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Disneyland 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We went to Disneyland this past week, and we had a GREAT time!  It was the 3rd time for Kevin and the 1st for myself and the kids.  We loved everything about this place and we definitely want to go back.  We had SO MUCH FUN!!!  I will admit I was worried that Disneyland was overrated -- but happily it exceeded all of my expectations.  It really is a happy, magical place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures from our fun family trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On the infamous 'tea cup' ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SBf5HC3-c_I/AAAAAAAAAHg/maN663jkCKY/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SBf5HC3-c_I/AAAAAAAAAHg/maN663jkCKY/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194894594621207538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SBf5HS3-dAI/AAAAAAAAAHo/CzQ7LjraYeQ/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SBf5HS3-dAI/AAAAAAAAAHo/CzQ7LjraYeQ/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194894598916174850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We loved the parade.  Everyone is so happy and enthusiastic and the music was so fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SBf5Hi3-dBI/AAAAAAAAAHw/bIPWaj2WlSE/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SBf5Hi3-dBI/AAAAAAAAAHw/bIPWaj2WlSE/s320/9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194894603211142162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kevin and the kids on the Matterhorn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SBf5IC3-dCI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Ue45HoPJtNk/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SBf5IC3-dCI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Ue45HoPJtNk/s320/12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194894611801076770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Princess Fantasy Faire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SBf6SC3-dDI/AAAAAAAAAIA/LkuruO8pVfo/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SBf6SC3-dDI/AAAAAAAAAIA/LkuruO8pVfo/s320/14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194895883111396402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SBgE-i3-dRI/AAAAAAAAAJw/t_220rYDMnU/s1600-h/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SBgE-i3-dRI/AAAAAAAAAJw/t_220rYDMnU/s320/17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194907642731853074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SBf6Sy3-dFI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/YtioW7trIj8/s1600-h/Picture+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SBf6Sy3-dFI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/YtioW7trIj8/s320/Picture+095.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194895895996298322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SBgNhi3-dSI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Zwas3NharLE/s1600-h/Picture+129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SBgNhi3-dSI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Zwas3NharLE/s320/Picture+129.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194917040120296738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had the Electrical Parade on the weekend over in California Adventure.  I'm so glad I got to see it.  I've always wanted to see this parade, and I was worried they didn't do it anymore.  After the parade there were fireworks.  I love fireworks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SBf6TS3-dGI/AAAAAAAAAIY/ph-V20qInuk/s1600-h/Picture+100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SBf6TS3-dGI/AAAAAAAAAIY/ph-V20qInuk/s320/Picture+100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194895904586232930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SBf6Ti3-dHI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Za8zb_iZUOA/s1600-h/Picture+112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SBf6Ti3-dHI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Za8zb_iZUOA/s320/Picture+112.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194895908881200242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Kevin, Josh and Izzy rode the Grizzly River Run ride I took Ben on a walk around Paradise Pier.  He had a great time fighting with his light saber.  He was a little sad he wasn't tall enough to go on the River Run, but then we found this fun 'playground' (for lack of a better word) right across the way - Brother Bear's Challenge.  Ben had a good time and was entertained for quite awhile there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SBf83C3-dII/AAAAAAAAAIo/MWzAEfLVk5E/s1600-h/36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SBf83C3-dII/AAAAAAAAAIo/MWzAEfLVk5E/s320/36.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194898717789811842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Izzy with Lilo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SBf83i3-dJI/AAAAAAAAAIw/5v5UZTB-5q0/s1600-h/Picture+116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SBf83i3-dJI/AAAAAAAAAIw/5v5UZTB-5q0/s320/Picture+116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194898726379746450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is how David spent the week in Disneyland.  David got really sick during our trip actually.  He had a high fever, diarrhea , and was throwing up the whole time.  He didn't eat for 4 days.  So we spent some time in the Baby Centers in the parks.  It's pretty cool that they have registered nurses right there if you need them.  And we needed them.   We were worried about David and it didn't help that it was HOT while we were there.  It was in the 90s and one day it was even 101.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SBf_si3-dPI/AAAAAAAAAJg/fQNouvPDfx8/s1600-h/22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SBf_si3-dPI/AAAAAAAAAJg/fQNouvPDfx8/s320/22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194901835936068850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Poor little guy!  He was so miserable and it obviously made for an 'interesting' trip.  The kids were good about it and didn't complain that they didn't get to see and do as much as they'd hoped.  I told them we'd come back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you're wondering why David isn't in most of the pictures, well. . . now you know.  One parent had to be fully focused on him and the other parent was with the other 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dinner with Goofy at Goofy's Kitchen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SBf83y3-dKI/AAAAAAAAAI4/NyJXzGEfJz4/s1600-h/Picture+146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SBf83y3-dKI/AAAAAAAAAI4/NyJXzGEfJz4/s320/Picture+146.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194898730674713762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SBf_sS3-dOI/AAAAAAAAAJY/kzFdjrbLbCc/s1600-h/Picture+153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SBf_sS3-dOI/AAAAAAAAAJY/kzFdjrbLbCc/s320/Picture+153.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194901831641101538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SBf84C3-dLI/AAAAAAAAAJA/umgLE2hVAcM/s1600-h/Picture+149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SBf84C3-dLI/AAAAAAAAAJA/umgLE2hVAcM/s320/Picture+149.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194898734969681074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SBf84i3-dMI/AAAAAAAAAJI/YoydUitau8o/s1600-h/Picture+155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SBf84i3-dMI/AAAAAAAAAJI/YoydUitau8o/s320/Picture+155.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194898743559615682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SBgRhC3-dUI/AAAAAAAAAKI/6uTNyCBUSrA/s1600-h/Picture+144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SBgRhC3-dUI/AAAAAAAAAKI/6uTNyCBUSrA/s320/Picture+144.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194921429576873282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed at the Disney's Paradise Pier Hotel and this is the view from our room.  It was beautiful at night with everything all lit up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SBf_ry3-dNI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/PJc0X5Zdmoo/s1600-h/Picture+140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SBf_ry3-dNI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/PJc0X5Zdmoo/s320/Picture+140.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194901823051166930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this picture of Izzy.  I think it captures how you feel when you're in Disneyland.   You're just happy, and people around you are happy too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SBgNiS3-dTI/AAAAAAAAAKA/vCH-JY3H4F0/s1600-h/Picture+164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SBgNiS3-dTI/AAAAAAAAAKA/vCH-JY3H4F0/s320/Picture+164.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194917053005198642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SBf_tC3-dQI/AAAAAAAAAJo/iuxUzqsBDCc/s1600-h/23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SBf_tC3-dQI/AAAAAAAAAJo/iuxUzqsBDCc/s320/23.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194901844526003458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's why they call it -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"The Happiest Place on Earth!"&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/2682275688150754414-4246852909043939968?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/4246852909043939968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=4246852909043939968&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/4246852909043939968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/4246852909043939968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2008/04/to-all-who-come-to-this-happy-place.html' title='&quot;To all who come to this happy place --- Welcome!&quot;'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/SBf5Gi3-c-I/AAAAAAAAAHY/4qyjn04YcsI/s72-c/Picture+131.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-1956587662652055912</id><published>2008-03-30T23:54:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:23:26.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Baby is One!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby David is officially 1!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R_B97mSJqmI/AAAAAAAAAHE/NeaGCVukNFU/s1600-h/Picture+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183781633945872994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R_B97mSJqmI/AAAAAAAAAHE/NeaGCVukNFU/s320/Picture+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A year ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R_B972SJqnI/AAAAAAAAAHM/-r9r8Sq4rAY/s1600-h/Picture+253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183781638240840306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R_B972SJqnI/AAAAAAAAAHM/-r9r8Sq4rAY/s320/Picture+253.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That first year goes by crazy fast! And I'm learning that the following years seem to fly by even faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a fun party for the birthday boy and our house was bursting at the seams! But, it was fun to have both Kevin's family and my family. I asked my cousin, Zanny, to take pictures during the party, so I'll post those when I get them. (My darling birthday boy got ahold of my camera and decided to repeatedly bang it onto the kitchen floor! Needless to say, it may be awhile before I can post many pictures! :( So I am especially appreciative of people (a.k.a. Zanny) who will take pictures for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just occurred to me that I should do a little slide show of David. I'll see if I can get that done this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Birthday David baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682275688150754414-1956587662652055912?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/1956587662652055912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=1956587662652055912&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/1956587662652055912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/1956587662652055912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-baby-is-one.html' title='My Baby is One!'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R_B97mSJqmI/AAAAAAAAAHE/NeaGCVukNFU/s72-c/Picture+080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-2678463359296761634</id><published>2008-03-30T23:10:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:23:26.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Easter 2008</title><content type='html'>Already? What the?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just weird to have Easter this early. I couldn't quite wrap my brain around it, although that might have something to do with the fact that I've been sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R_B0SWSJqlI/AAAAAAAAAG8/y0Fj54QBfGA/s1600-h/j0422835.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183771029671619154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R_B0SWSJqlI/AAAAAAAAAG8/y0Fj54QBfGA/s320/j0422835.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness for family! Seriously if it wasn't for family my kids wouldn't have celebrated Easter this year. I just didn't have it in me. My Mom had all the grandkids up to her house to color eggs. So thanks to her, my children got to color eggs and bring some home. My Aunt Kathleen had an Easter party and Easter Egg Hunt at her house for all my aunts, uncles, cousins and all our kids. It was actually at a park, and it was FREEZING, so we quickly packed up and headed over to her house. But the kids had a great time despite the cold. Thanks to my Aunt Kathleen my children got to have a fun time with their cousins and they got tons of Easter candy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Easter morning went something like this:&lt;br /&gt;At 6:45 a.m. just as Kevin was leaving for Bishopric meeting, I woke up and dragged myself out of bed, down to the storage room to get out the kids' easter baskets/buckets. I put in some grass (the colored kind, not the real kind of course - I was at least that coherent!) and set them in the front room. And then I did what can only be described as "re-gifting" the easter eggs my children had found the day before at the Easter Egg Hunt. And I also hid some empty eggs too.&lt;br /&gt;My kids woke up at 7:00 a.m. just as I climbed back into bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(As I type this I am feeling pretty pathetic and a bit embarrassed, but at the time I felt like it was all I could do. Actually, it felt like more than what I could do. Oh well, my kids were happy and that's what I do it for anyway.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention I've been sick? I just need to make that clear before you start thinking I'm a terrible mother. For our "grand" Easter dinner I told Kevin that I didn't care if everybody had cold cereal - again. I guess that just didn't quite do it for him, so he made dinner that night. I love my husband. He's great! And he made one of the best Easter dinners ever - at least in my opinion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomato soup and grilled cheese sandwiches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, for a girl who's been sick all week, this dinner was heaven. So our family sat around the dinner table on Easter Sunday dipping our sandwiches into bowls of warm tomato soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again - Thank Goodness for Family!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682275688150754414-2678463359296761634?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/2678463359296761634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=2678463359296761634&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/2678463359296761634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/2678463359296761634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2008/03/our-easter-2008.html' title='Our Easter 2008'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R_B0SWSJqlI/AAAAAAAAAG8/y0Fj54QBfGA/s72-c/j0422835.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-7392191740993126210</id><published>2008-03-30T22:41:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T14:14:55.809-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Past Two Weeks. . .</title><content type='html'>I've been soooo sick.  It all began on St. Patrick's Day - I woke up with the body aches and fever. Bummer! But that was only the beginning. Honestly, I think I've had every illness I could think of during these past 14 days. Extreme sore throat (you know the kind - where you have an anxiety attack at the thought of swallowing your saliva!) and sinus/head cold are just a few of my symptoms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do think I'm coming out of it. I have been feeling much better. But wow! What a doozy! And what crappy timing too! I completely missed St. Patrick's Day, Easter was very mellow, and it took every ounce of energy I had (which wasn't much!) to put together a party for my baby's 1st birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have realized though, how thankful I am for good health.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682275688150754414-7392191740993126210?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/7392191740993126210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=7392191740993126210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/7392191740993126210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/7392191740993126210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2008/03/past-two-weeks.html' title='The Past Two Weeks. . .'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-555747738587460554</id><published>2008-03-04T23:13:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:23:27.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary - to US!</title><content type='html'>Today was our 11th Anniversary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To celebrate, Kevin took the day off and we spent the whole day together.  He made a wonderful breakfast for us after the kids got off to school, and in the afternoon we drove to a little french bakery in Orem to pick out some delicious desserts for us to eat later on in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 10 years ago that we went to Paris, France for our 1st Anniversary.  We have fond memories of that trip, and we wanted something a little reminiscent of our enjoyable time in the "City of Lights."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Black Forest Cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R87k5wFXoRI/AAAAAAAAAGs/BW92Z3JDF2w/s1600-h/Picture+091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R87k5wFXoRI/AAAAAAAAAGs/BW92Z3JDF2w/s320/Picture+091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174324702706376978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Chocolate Cigar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R87k6gFXoSI/AAAAAAAAAG0/NUyO7Z-6WYs/s1600-h/Picture+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R87k6gFXoSI/AAAAAAAAAG0/NUyO7Z-6WYs/s320/Picture+092.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174324715591278882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, is your mouth watering yet?  They were both delicious, but my favorite was the Chocolate Cigar - Ooooh so heavenly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were also able to go out to eat  (at Ruby River)  and then to a movie.  We saw "Penelope" and enjoyed it very much.  I recommend it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin and I had a great day, but most of all, it was good to just be with him.  He is my favorite person to be around, my best friend, and lucky for me - my Husband!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Life does not get any better than this.&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/2682275688150754414-555747738587460554?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/555747738587460554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=555747738587460554&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/555747738587460554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/555747738587460554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-anniversary-to-us.html' title='Happy Anniversary - to US!'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R87k5wFXoRI/AAAAAAAAAGs/BW92Z3JDF2w/s72-c/Picture+091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-552329366384418872</id><published>2008-03-04T23:12:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T11:56:00.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-7b.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2161727821143698555&amp;amp;site=widget-7b.slide.com" style="width: 400px; height: 320px;" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width: 400px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2161727821143698555&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-7b.slide.com/p1/2161727821143698555/bb_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2161727821143698555&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-7b.slide.com/p2/2161727821143698555/bb_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" ismap="ismap" 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/2682275688150754414-552329366384418872?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/552329366384418872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=552329366384418872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/552329366384418872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/552329366384418872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2008/03/wedding-photos.html' title='Wedding Photos'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-3147581684888016088</id><published>2008-02-27T23:49:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:23:27.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getcha Head in the Game!</title><content type='html'>Corny title, I know. But, I couldn't resist. It seems we watch High School Musical way too much around here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh just finished basketball season - and he LOVED it! He learned a lot during his practices, drills and games. I was impressed with how much he'd progressed during the season. He had a great coach, actually 2 great coaches. Kevin coached Josh's team, with a little bit of persuasion from me, though it didn't take much, seeing as how this is his favorite sport. Kevin also asked his friend, Mitch Price to help him. They were awesome!&lt;br /&gt;Josh really liked having his Dad as his coach. And I know Kevin enjoyed every minute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8ZbWf-GDsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/rjCG3ogzPYw/s1600-h/Picture+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171921664178785986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8ZbWf-GDsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/rjCG3ogzPYw/s320/Picture+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8ZbW_-GDtI/AAAAAAAAAGM/DO3tOMENMp0/s1600-h/Picture+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171921672768720594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8ZbW_-GDtI/AAAAAAAAAGM/DO3tOMENMp0/s320/Picture+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8ZbYf-GDuI/AAAAAAAAAGU/fZw7EgRGL_I/s1600-h/Picture+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171921698538524386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8ZbYf-GDuI/AAAAAAAAAGU/fZw7EgRGL_I/s320/Picture+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8ZbY_-GDvI/AAAAAAAAAGc/DGO8z4dqp2Y/s1600-h/Picture+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171921707128458994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8ZbY_-GDvI/AAAAAAAAAGc/DGO8z4dqp2Y/s320/Picture+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8ZbZv-GDwI/AAAAAAAAAGk/oxi1o0SQ9QY/s1600-h/Picture+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171921720013360898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8ZbZv-GDwI/AAAAAAAAAGk/oxi1o0SQ9QY/s320/Picture+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WHAT TEAM?" Raptors!&lt;br /&gt;"WHAT TEAM?" Raptors!&lt;br /&gt;"Getcha Head in the Game!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Team name has been changed from original movie script.)&lt;/span&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/2682275688150754414-3147581684888016088?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/3147581684888016088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=3147581684888016088&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/3147581684888016088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/3147581684888016088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2008/02/getcha-head-in-game.html' title='Getcha Head in the Game!'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8ZbWf-GDsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/rjCG3ogzPYw/s72-c/Picture+061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-712410058357893116</id><published>2008-02-27T23:03:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:23:29.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it Snow! Let it Snow! Let it Snow!</title><content type='html'>We LOVE the snow! Luckily we live in Utah where it snows a decent amount in the winter. At least this year it has. Yeah! The kids love to walk around in it, play in it, eat it, and shovel it - yes, even shovel it! They actually fight over who gets which snow shovel. I'm encouraging this for as long as I can, because I know there will come a time (teenagers!) when shoveling will not hold the same excitement as it does now.&lt;br /&gt;Neither Kevin nor I mind driving in it, though I usually make him drive. And it's tons of fun building snowmen in the yard with the kids, going sledding with our friends on the mountain - I love living this close to the mountain. It's practically in our backyard, okay so actually my neighbor's backyard, the Larson's, but all we have to do is cross the street and voila! it's sledding in the mountains!&lt;br /&gt;We have also made it a yearly habit to turn our driveway into a sled run, a.k.a. "the luge." Many a sled have been crashed and trashed attempting its icy slope. It's great!&lt;br /&gt;The kids will stay out for hours playing in the snow. When they come in -exposed skin all bright red - I'll ask if they're done and they emphatically reply "No!" (They usually come in to get something to eat, go to the bathroom, or ask if they can have another carrot for their snowman's nose) I have been known to let them play outside in the snow til 7 or 8 p.m.! Shocking I know, but come on, it doesn't snow every day! Errrr, maybe sometimes, but that's not the point. I mean, this is the stuff our childhood memories are made of right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8ZWu_-GDpI/AAAAAAAAAFs/YWSPa7c5Ocg/s1600-h/Picture+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8ZWu_-GDpI/AAAAAAAAAFs/YWSPa7c5Ocg/s320/Picture+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171916587527442066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;David&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8ZWvP-GDqI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Uwdw2l4VllA/s1600-h/Picture+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8ZWvP-GDqI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Uwdw2l4VllA/s320/Picture+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171916591822409378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8ZWv_-GDrI/AAAAAAAAAF8/EDQwTGlVYfY/s1600-h/Picture+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8ZWv_-GDrI/AAAAAAAAAF8/EDQwTGlVYfY/s320/Picture+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171916604707311282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8ZWHf-GDkI/AAAAAAAAAFE/j46X7yKPqnQ/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8ZWHf-GDkI/AAAAAAAAAFE/j46X7yKPqnQ/s320/Picture+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171915908922609218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Baby David&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8ZWH_-GDlI/AAAAAAAAAFM/1VFmPYWp44s/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8ZWH_-GDlI/AAAAAAAAAFM/1VFmPYWp44s/s320/Picture+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171915917512543826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Izzy, Kev, and David&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8ZWJ_-GDoI/AAAAAAAAAFk/u2JItapNgM0/s1600-h/Picture+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8ZWJ_-GDoI/AAAAAAAAAFk/u2JItapNgM0/s320/Picture+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171915951872282242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8ZWIv-GDmI/AAAAAAAAAFU/aYqNPlGpBA4/s1600-h/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8ZWIv-GDmI/AAAAAAAAAFU/aYqNPlGpBA4/s320/Picture+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171915930397445730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ben&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8ZWJP-GDnI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T_hOllMEqXw/s1600-h/Picture+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8ZWJP-GDnI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T_hOllMEqXw/s320/Picture+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171915938987380338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me and David&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682275688150754414-712410058357893116?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/712410058357893116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=712410058357893116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/712410058357893116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/712410058357893116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2008/02/let-it-snow-let-it-snow-let-it-snow.html' title='Let it Snow! Let it Snow! Let it Snow!'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8ZWu_-GDpI/AAAAAAAAAFs/YWSPa7c5Ocg/s72-c/Picture+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-634201570587784884</id><published>2008-02-27T22:18:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:23:30.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner with the Sanders Clan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last Saturday, Kevin and I got together with his family (brother &amp;amp; sisters and spouses) and had dinner. We all had a good time and the food was yummy!   Steak, roasted potatoes, asparagus, salad &amp;amp; bread.  How can you top that?  Oh wait, we did!  I forgot about dessert - mixed berry tart and coconut cream pie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8ZIZv-GDcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ThC9_JF0__4/s1600-h/Picture+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8ZIZv-GDcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ThC9_JF0__4/s320/Picture+051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171900829292432834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mark &amp;amp; Natalie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8ZIaP-GDdI/AAAAAAAAAEM/p2E8elmSO98/s1600-h/Picture+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8ZIaP-GDdI/AAAAAAAAAEM/p2E8elmSO98/s320/Picture+050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171900837882367442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Stephanie &amp;amp; Lys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8ZIaf-GDeI/AAAAAAAAAEU/bXyBkzTKa3A/s1600-h/Picture+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8ZIaf-GDeI/AAAAAAAAAEU/bXyBkzTKa3A/s320/Picture+052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171900842177334754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Debby &amp;amp; Steve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8ZIa_-GDfI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ou1tcMlEGf4/s1600-h/Picture+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8ZIa_-GDfI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ou1tcMlEGf4/s320/Picture+057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171900850767269362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Earl &amp;amp; Lucille&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8ZIbf-GDgI/AAAAAAAAAEk/rflA5UIJSiU/s1600-h/Picture+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8ZIbf-GDgI/AAAAAAAAAEk/rflA5UIJSiU/s320/Picture+053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171900859357203970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mark &amp;amp; Sonya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8ZJFv-GDhI/AAAAAAAAAEs/fU1yWRgIbsc/s1600-h/Picture+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8ZJFv-GDhI/AAAAAAAAAEs/fU1yWRgIbsc/s320/Picture+054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171901585206677010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Angie &amp;amp; Kevin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8ZJGP-GDiI/AAAAAAAAAE0/C-aqllGTe5g/s1600-h/Picture+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8ZJGP-GDiI/AAAAAAAAAE0/C-aqllGTe5g/s320/Picture+055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171901593796611618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ken &amp;amp; Michelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8ZJGv-GDjI/AAAAAAAAAE8/d81Pvdh-r6U/s1600-h/Picture+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8ZJGv-GDjI/AAAAAAAAAE8/d81Pvdh-r6U/s320/Picture+056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171901602386546226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and my Hubby!&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/2682275688150754414-634201570587784884?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/634201570587784884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=634201570587784884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/634201570587784884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/634201570587784884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2008/02/dinner-with-sanders-clan.html' title='Dinner with the Sanders Clan'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8ZIZv-GDcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ThC9_JF0__4/s72-c/Picture+051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-1953248121533316857</id><published>2008-02-27T22:08:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:23:31.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Hair Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gotta love "Crazy Hair Day" at school.  Finally, a chance for Josh to wear his hair 'spiky' and Isabel gets to wear all the different barrettes, clips, &amp;amp; ribbons that she's always wanted - all at one time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8ZCsP-GDbI/AAAAAAAAAD8/svK2T1NfO6o/s1600-h/Picture+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8ZCsP-GDbI/AAAAAAAAAD8/svK2T1NfO6o/s320/Picture+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171894550050246066" 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/2682275688150754414-1953248121533316857?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/1953248121533316857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=1953248121533316857&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/1953248121533316857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/1953248121533316857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2008/02/crazy-hair-day.html' title='Crazy Hair Day!'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8ZCsP-GDbI/AAAAAAAAAD8/svK2T1NfO6o/s72-c/Picture+024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-6647743627641228740</id><published>2008-02-27T21:25:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:23:31.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every Valentine's morning, we have pink heart shaped pancakes with whipped cream and strawberry syrup, and strawberry milk.  It's a fun tradition we have and the kids always look forward to it.  During breakfast is also when we give the kids their Valentines from us.  This year, in addition to their cards, Josh got a light up pen, Isabel got some heart socks, and Ben got some "Cars" pencils.  It was a FUN morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8Y7Uf-GDYI/AAAAAAAAADk/BT8cCGmDpWk/s1600-h/Picture+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8Y7Uf-GDYI/AAAAAAAAADk/BT8cCGmDpWk/s320/Picture+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171886445446958466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While Josh and Izzy were having lots of Valentine fun at school, Ben was having his own Valentine party at home with his friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8Y7U_-GDZI/AAAAAAAAADs/SqwZ4eATwBE/s1600-h/Picture+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8Y7U_-GDZI/AAAAAAAAADs/SqwZ4eATwBE/s320/Picture+040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171886454036893074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Oliver, Halle, Jacob, David, Travis, and Ben)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We decorated sugar cookies and the kids could put on whatever and however much they wanted.  Which of course means - I am all out of red and pink sugar, sprinkles, and other edible Valentine decors.  It is honestly amazing how kids can eat some of their "creations!"  But, as you can tell, Ben obviously LOVED his!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8Y7VP-GDaI/AAAAAAAAAD0/evi-jxlq7e4/s1600-h/Picture+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8Y7VP-GDaI/AAAAAAAAAD0/evi-jxlq7e4/s320/Picture+041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171886458331860386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And though I don't have pictures of it, another one of our Valentine traditions is delivering cookies and cards to some of our neighbors and family. &lt;br /&gt;I used to do that as a little girl.  Everyone in my neighborhood would be out delivering valentines, knock on the door and then run!  It was so much fun.  But, it seems that neighborhood tradition is dying. &lt;br /&gt;The first few years we left cookies on someone's porch and ran, they were utterly confused.  Later, they asked us why we ran and I was the one confused.  Don't they know about Valentine's day traditions?  I guess not.   &lt;br /&gt;But we continue to do it anyway.  The kids have a great time and by now most of the neighbors don't think we're  "weirdo's."&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/2682275688150754414-6647743627641228740?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/6647743627641228740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=6647743627641228740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/6647743627641228740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/6647743627641228740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2008/02/valentine-fun.html' title='Valentine Fun'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R8Y7Uf-GDYI/AAAAAAAAADk/BT8cCGmDpWk/s72-c/Picture+030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-837311884939522756</id><published>2008-02-12T12:32:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T15:14:17.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A little love and laughter for you on Valentine's!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;One Semester of Spanish Love Song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ngRq82c8Baw&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ngRq82c8Baw&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&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/2682275688150754414-837311884939522756?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/837311884939522756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=837311884939522756&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/837311884939522756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/837311884939522756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-2428377197018347635</id><published>2008-02-07T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:23:31.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Chinese New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R6vkHBFfyUI/AAAAAAAAADc/0EoKcoXPTIk/s1600-h/ny01h2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164472206912112962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R6vkHBFfyUI/AAAAAAAAADc/0EoKcoXPTIk/s320/ny01h2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just thought I'd share a yummy "Chinese Food" recipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sweet and Sour Chicken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4 boneless, skinless chicken breasts, cubed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Marinade:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 egg&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 T. cornstarch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 t. soy sauce&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dash pepper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mix ingredients together, stir in chicken and refrigerate 1 hour or longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Batter:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1/2 c. flour&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1/2 c. water&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1/4 c. cornstarch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 T. oil&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1/2 t. baking soda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mix ingredients together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pour oil into wok and preheat on medium heat. Line a cookie sheet with paper towels and place in 200 degree oven. Put 8-10 pieces of chicken into batter; coat well. Drop chicken into hot oil one at a time. Cook on one side until golden brown, then turn and cook til golden brown. Remove and place on cookie sheet to keep warm until ready to serve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sauce:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 1/4 c. sugar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 c. chicken broth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3/4 c. white vinegar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 T. oil&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 t. soy sauce&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dash of salt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;garlic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Combine all ingredients in a saucepan over medium high heat. Bring to a boil. Mix cornstarch and water; slowly stir into sauce. Stir until thickened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1/4 c. cornstarch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1/4 c. cold water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Serve chicken with rice and pour sauce over individual servings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;YUM!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2682275688150754414-2428377197018347635?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/2428377197018347635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=2428377197018347635&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/2428377197018347635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/2428377197018347635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-chinese-new-year.html' title='Happy Chinese New Year!'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R6vkHBFfyUI/AAAAAAAAADc/0EoKcoXPTIk/s72-c/ny01h2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-4565828101248935770</id><published>2008-01-31T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:23:33.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big Three Oooohhhh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's right - I'm finally 30!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin got up at 5:30 a.m. to make me a yummy Birthday Breakfast.  Blueberry pancakes with whipped cream and strawberry syrup, hashbrowns, grapefruit, and a bacon, red pepper, green pepper, 3 cheese omelet!  What a lucky girl I am!  Notice the cute pancakes in the shapes of 3s and 0s.  Good job Kev!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R6KvghFfyLI/AAAAAAAAACU/3XwskBrygkk/s1600-h/Picture+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R6KvghFfyLI/AAAAAAAAACU/3XwskBrygkk/s400/Picture+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161881096092108978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R6KvhBFfyMI/AAAAAAAAACc/upBtpvxjkno/s1600-h/Picture+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R6KvhBFfyMI/AAAAAAAAACc/upBtpvxjkno/s400/Picture+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161881104682043586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went rollerskating and had a great time together.  The kids especially enjoyed it!  Both Kevin and I were surprised at how hard it was to remember how to roller skate.  It sure seemed easier when I was 10!  Oh, and did you know the risk of injury increases after the age of 21?  Hmmm, I wonder why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R6KvhhFfyNI/AAAAAAAAACk/_fLrpbmUO48/s1600-h/Picture+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R6KvhhFfyNI/AAAAAAAAACk/_fLrpbmUO48/s400/Picture+065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161881113271978194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R6KviBFfyOI/AAAAAAAAACs/_scqqwdBuvs/s1600-h/Picture+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R6KviBFfyOI/AAAAAAAAACs/_scqqwdBuvs/s400/Picture+067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161881121861912802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh - taking a break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R6KvihFfyPI/AAAAAAAAAC0/eD9rMSZivHo/s1600-h/Picture+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R6KvihFfyPI/AAAAAAAAAC0/eD9rMSZivHo/s400/Picture+049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161881130451847410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kev and David&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R6KwbRFfyQI/AAAAAAAAAC8/rldoMkWsorY/s1600-h/Picture+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R6KwbRFfyQI/AAAAAAAAAC8/rldoMkWsorY/s400/Picture+059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161882105409423618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben was a Speed Demon on his scooter!  He criss crossed in front of people and once came to a sudden stop and started going the wrong way!  It was hilarious watching people swerve to miss him.  I was sure we were going to make a trip to InstaCare - if you know Ben, you know this is not an unfamiliar destination for him!  But thankfully, no injuries.  Although he did get a bloody nose, from what - we're not sure.  And neither is he!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R6KwcxFfyRI/AAAAAAAAADE/zxZTW821xDk/s1600-h/Picture+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R6KwcxFfyRI/AAAAAAAAADE/zxZTW821xDk/s400/Picture+057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161882131179227410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my Mom.&lt;br /&gt;She came over on my birthday and watched Ben and David the whole day so I could have a break.  Thank you Mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R6KwfBFfySI/AAAAAAAAADM/VrECXM5gWGc/s1600-h/Picture+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R6KwfBFfySI/AAAAAAAAADM/VrECXM5gWGc/s400/Picture+036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161882169833933090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What better way to end a birthday than with cake and ice cream!  Okay, so we didn't have cake. But we did have excellent banana splits with my favorite ice cream from the BYU Creamery - Chocolate Fudge Mousse!  Ooooh - la - la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R6KwfhFfyTI/AAAAAAAAADU/pfmBu37BlPk/s1600-h/Picture+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R6KwfhFfyTI/AAAAAAAAADU/pfmBu37BlPk/s400/Picture+038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161882178423867698" 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/2682275688150754414-4565828101248935770?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/4565828101248935770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=4565828101248935770&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/4565828101248935770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/4565828101248935770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2008/01/big-three-oooohhhh.html' title='The Big Three Oooohhhh!'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R6KvghFfyLI/AAAAAAAAACU/3XwskBrygkk/s72-c/Picture+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-7106613643921779299</id><published>2008-01-12T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:23:34.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Josh, Izzy, and Ben showing off their new stuff.  Where's David, you might ask?  Well. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R4lVlkSI4hI/AAAAAAAAAAs/71cYEjemSe4/s1600-h/Picture.Cat%27s+911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R4lVlkSI4hI/AAAAAAAAAAs/71cYEjemSe4/s400/Picture.Cat%27s+911.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154745352385520146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David (9 months) had no interest in presents - All he wanted to do was eat breakfast!  So he sat in his highchair and watched the rest of the family open their gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R4lVmUSI4iI/AAAAAAAAAA0/bu2blZAS0r4/s1600-h/Picture.Cat%27s+908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R4lVmUSI4iI/AAAAAAAAAA0/bu2blZAS0r4/s400/Picture.Cat%27s+908.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154745365270422050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Izzy got a new dress from Grandma Peggy and roller skates from Santa.  If you ask her, Izzy will tell you she looks quite "posh" in her new stuff.  ("Posh is a fancy word for fancy" - from the Fancy Nancy Books, Izzy's favorite books)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R4lVnESI4jI/AAAAAAAAAA8/h5le9AxoMPk/s1600-h/Picture.Cat%27s+912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R4lVnESI4jI/AAAAAAAAAA8/h5le9AxoMPk/s400/Picture.Cat%27s+912.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154745378155323954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh got a Nintendo DS Lite from Santa and the Lego Star Wars: The Complete Saga game from us.  He loves it - it is pretty cool, truth be told.  But, I tell you, this video game world that Kevin &amp;amp; I are entering (and I say entering because Josh is the oldest :-)  is a world that we don't know.  Did you know they're not called game "cartridges" anymore?  Who knew?  Does that make me seem old?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R4lVnkSI4kI/AAAAAAAAABE/hDWMoUh6CDU/s1600-h/Picture.Cat%27s+880.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R4lVnkSI4kI/AAAAAAAAABE/hDWMoUh6CDU/s400/Picture.Cat%27s+880.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154745386745258562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben and his SUPER FAST scooter from Santa.  He rode it all Christmas day.  Into the kitchen, into the front room, into the family room, into the kitchen, into the front room. . . it truly was a dizzying day!  He tells me that the flames on his scooter make him go faster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R4lVoUSI4lI/AAAAAAAAABM/3lI5WUHZ4tA/s1600-h/Picture.Cat%27s+878.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R4lVoUSI4lI/AAAAAAAAABM/3lI5WUHZ4tA/s400/Picture.Cat%27s+878.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154745399630160466" 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/2682275688150754414-7106613643921779299?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/7106613643921779299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=7106613643921779299&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/7106613643921779299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/7106613643921779299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2008/01/christmas-2007.html' title='Christmas 2007'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MF4fbeax6Q/R4lVlkSI4hI/AAAAAAAAAAs/71cYEjemSe4/s72-c/Picture.Cat%27s+911.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682275688150754414.post-6436181155305339844</id><published>2008-01-12T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T17:50:48.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to our blog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;More Coming. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Zanny for helping me, actually there wasn't much "help" going on.  Zanny, thank you for creating this Blog and setting everything up.  Without you, well we wouldn't have a blog would we?  So Thank You Zanny!  You're the Best!&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/2682275688150754414-6436181155305339844?l=thesanderssix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/feeds/6436181155305339844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2682275688150754414&amp;postID=6436181155305339844&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/6436181155305339844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2682275688150754414/posts/default/6436181155305339844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesanderssix.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title='Welcome to our blog!'/><author><name>Catherine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10539382793847639630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
