<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435233964935956200</id><updated>2009-10-18T06:52:39.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Little Island</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Allison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07731185729405318774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>197</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435233964935956200.post-534409258405121016</id><published>2009-10-16T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T21:53:00.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Water Rats</title><content type='html'>Still catching up on posts - these pictures are from a trip to California Adventure where I finally let the kids play in the water. Isabel won the best tan award in our family this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/StQJHIK8ZcI/AAAAAAAABWw/fqBZLL0-FhU/s1600-h/DSCN0327-1.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/_LCuhyrC7DU0/StQJHIK8ZcI/AAAAAAAABWw/fqBZLL0-FhU/s400/DSCN0327-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391944671926445506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/StQJDwaXS9I/AAAAAAAABWo/kkhpcFnJ-5E/s1600-h/DSCN0324-1.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/_LCuhyrC7DU0/StQJDwaXS9I/AAAAAAAABWo/kkhpcFnJ-5E/s400/DSCN0324-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391944614009064402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/StQI9pbs-SI/AAAAAAAABWg/9n3T6pLsX9o/s1600-h/DSCN0323-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/StQI9pbs-SI/AAAAAAAABWg/9n3T6pLsX9o/s400/DSCN0323-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391944509056416034" 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/6435233964935956200-534409258405121016?l=benandallison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/feeds/534409258405121016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6435233964935956200&amp;postID=534409258405121016' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/534409258405121016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/534409258405121016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/2009/10/water-rats.html' title='Water Rats'/><author><name>Allison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07731185729405318774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08590008818748952431'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/StQJHIK8ZcI/AAAAAAAABWw/fqBZLL0-FhU/s72-c/DSCN0327-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435233964935956200.post-4325427260031111511</id><published>2009-10-13T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T09:30:00.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Need a Nap?</title><content type='html'>Looking for a good place to take a little snooze?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/StQGg49Ci9I/AAAAAAAABWY/9LYvREc5PJ8/s1600-h/DSCN0354-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 379px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/StQGg49Ci9I/AAAAAAAABWY/9LYvREc5PJ8/s400/DSCN0354-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391941815983311826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/StQGa6XO4eI/AAAAAAAABWQ/MJshW-xaaus/s1600-h/DSCN0353-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 388px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/StQGa6XO4eI/AAAAAAAABWQ/MJshW-xaaus/s400/DSCN0353-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391941713282392546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These pictures were taken from the boat WHILE the kids were riding around the lake.  She was THAT tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that is what happens when you spend the night before "sleeping" in a tent with your cousin at Grandma and Grandpa's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/StQGU5bw5-I/AAAAAAAABWI/yZxWdYyLyp4/s1600-h/DSCN0346-1.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/_LCuhyrC7DU0/StQGU5bw5-I/AAAAAAAABWI/yZxWdYyLyp4/s400/DSCN0346-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391941609953748962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last month we visited my Dad, Sandy, Salina and cousins in Bullhead City, AZ. Here are a few pictures from our short trip, which included a train ride, a buffet, swimming in the hotel pool, and a day at the lake with some boat rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/StQGQFI2PwI/AAAAAAAABWA/CJFatcXTvFY/s1600-h/DSCN0347-1.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/_LCuhyrC7DU0/StQGQFI2PwI/AAAAAAAABWA/CJFatcXTvFY/s400/DSCN0347-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391941527196286722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/StQGG338j_I/AAAAAAAABV4/elnLLDxrE2U/s1600-h/DSCN0349-1.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/_LCuhyrC7DU0/StQGG338j_I/AAAAAAAABV4/elnLLDxrE2U/s400/DSCN0349-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391941369016913906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/StQFqzlp-rI/AAAAAAAABVw/rN6MRuiN-0w/s1600-h/DSCN0350-1.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/_LCuhyrC7DU0/StQFqzlp-rI/AAAAAAAABVw/rN6MRuiN-0w/s400/DSCN0350-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391940886830119602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/StQFirQ3YSI/AAAAAAAABVo/mDfUF-sQkUk/s1600-h/DSCN0352-1.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/_LCuhyrC7DU0/StQFirQ3YSI/AAAAAAAABVo/mDfUF-sQkUk/s400/DSCN0352-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391940747156480290" 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/6435233964935956200-4325427260031111511?l=benandallison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/feeds/4325427260031111511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6435233964935956200&amp;postID=4325427260031111511' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/4325427260031111511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/4325427260031111511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/2009/10/need-nap.html' title='Need a Nap?'/><author><name>Allison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07731185729405318774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08590008818748952431'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/StQGg49Ci9I/AAAAAAAABWY/9LYvREc5PJ8/s72-c/DSCN0354-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435233964935956200.post-7313386692414211775</id><published>2009-10-09T09:41:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T09:45:46.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bouncing Bunnies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Ss9oabj3LpI/AAAAAAAABUo/qHt8gTW8N2A/s1600-h/DSCN0360-1.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/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Ss9oabj3LpI/AAAAAAAABUo/qHt8gTW8N2A/s400/DSCN0360-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390642082269834898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam and Isabel are growing up. It feels so weird not to have any babies in the house - they are big kids!  Although Ben still corrects me now and then when I call them "the babies." Hard habit to break...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago they started preschool two days a week. They LOVE it. In fact, I had to drag Adam home kicking and screaming on the first day. Their class is called the Bouncing Bunnies, and here they are on the first day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Ss9oWOdtSmI/AAAAAAAABUg/Gldr4S8dBvA/s1600-h/DSCN0359-1.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/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Ss9oWOdtSmI/AAAAAAAABUg/Gldr4S8dBvA/s400/DSCN0359-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390642010034883170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Ss9oP3IkPqI/AAAAAAAABUY/45v_W3BL4ZU/s1600-h/DSCN0355-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Ss9oP3IkPqI/AAAAAAAABUY/45v_W3BL4ZU/s400/DSCN0355-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390641900692979362" 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/6435233964935956200-7313386692414211775?l=benandallison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/feeds/7313386692414211775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6435233964935956200&amp;postID=7313386692414211775' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/7313386692414211775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/7313386692414211775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/2009/10/bouncing-bunnies.html' title='Bouncing Bunnies'/><author><name>Allison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07731185729405318774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08590008818748952431'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Ss9oabj3LpI/AAAAAAAABUo/qHt8gTW8N2A/s72-c/DSCN0360-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435233964935956200.post-8105382522190229617</id><published>2009-10-09T09:16:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T09:32:26.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flashback Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Ss9k550x1uI/AAAAAAAABT4/UCinSULm2MY/s1600-h/Anna2Birthday.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/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Ss9k550x1uI/AAAAAAAABT4/UCinSULm2MY/s400/Anna2Birthday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390638224923285218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago I came across some adorable pictures of Anna's 2nd birthday on my in-laws computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talk about it every year, so of course you all know by now that Anna's birthday is the day after Adam and Isabel's birthday.  So, the year she turned 2 I was still in the hospital.  My sister-in-law Stephanie planned a little party in my room - and check out the last minute cake she made!  Anna looks so happy, love these old pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Ss9kiTxAShI/AAAAAAAABTw/Tiv1kTxSzPM/s1600-h/AnnaZach2Birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 353px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Ss9kiTxAShI/AAAAAAAABTw/Tiv1kTxSzPM/s400/AnnaZach2Birthday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390637819569916434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other reason I was thinking about this today, is because I saw this story about a lady who had two sets of twins in 10 months.  Good luck lady!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.cnn.com/video/#/video/living/2009/10/09/2.sets.twins.10.months.kabb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6435233964935956200-8105382522190229617?l=benandallison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/feeds/8105382522190229617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6435233964935956200&amp;postID=8105382522190229617' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/8105382522190229617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/8105382522190229617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/2009/10/flashback-friday.html' title='Flashback Friday'/><author><name>Allison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07731185729405318774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08590008818748952431'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Ss9k550x1uI/AAAAAAAABT4/UCinSULm2MY/s72-c/Anna2Birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435233964935956200.post-7885177689079256984</id><published>2009-08-24T09:42:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T09:48:55.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kindergarten</title><content type='html'>Anna was so excited to start kindergarten today.  Adam and Isabel were a little sad - they don't start preschool for 3 weeks.  Note to self: let the preschool know just how hard it is for the little ones to wait that long for their turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we celebrated the new school year with a special dinner and dessert, followed by a quick fashion show so Anna (and of course Isabel and Adam) could show off their new school clothes.  Grammie and Grandpa Butch joined us and Grammie made Anna some adorable new bows for school.  After the twins went to bed, Ben gave Anna a father's blessing for a great school year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning it was hard to get out of the house, and the school was a crazy zoo of cars and kids.  We need to get there earlier to avoid the extreme traffic.  But we are excited for this new phase!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SpLDzQrLWUI/AAAAAAAABOA/EUl4u-XkqsE/s1600-h/DSCN0312.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/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SpLDzQrLWUI/AAAAAAAABOA/EUl4u-XkqsE/s400/DSCN0312.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373572590823233858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, my shining Mom moment came when I went to a short PTA welcome meeting and discovered that kindergartners eat lunch at school.  Good thing I stayed for that, I had to go home and make a lunch!  Poor Anna would have been the only one without anything to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay for kindergarten!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6435233964935956200-7885177689079256984?l=benandallison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/feeds/7885177689079256984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6435233964935956200&amp;postID=7885177689079256984' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/7885177689079256984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/7885177689079256984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/2009/08/kindergarten.html' title='Kindergarten'/><author><name>Allison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07731185729405318774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08590008818748952431'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SpLDzQrLWUI/AAAAAAAABOA/EUl4u-XkqsE/s72-c/DSCN0312.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435233964935956200.post-4868347901866216850</id><published>2009-08-11T12:06:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T12:10:18.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We love NYC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SoHCDh7wCpI/AAAAAAAABNE/EPlpUP_bX2M/s1600-h/DSC_0138-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SoHCDh7wCpI/AAAAAAAABNE/EPlpUP_bX2M/s400/DSC_0138-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368785596706720402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SoHB4WpoBUI/AAAAAAAABM8/h1U6r-cz7Uk/s1600-h/NYC+100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SoHB4WpoBUI/AAAAAAAABM8/h1U6r-cz7Uk/s400/NYC+100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368785404699346242" 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/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SoHBZtUOCDI/AAAAAAAABMs/1EtyUydTin8/s1600-h/DSC_0984.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SoHBZtUOCDI/AAAAAAAABMs/1EtyUydTin8/s400/DSC_0984.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368784878207633458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SoHBSMtCnYI/AAAAAAAABMk/VlSkd1UjEL8/s1600-h/DSC_0103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SoHBSMtCnYI/AAAAAAAABMk/VlSkd1UjEL8/s400/DSC_0103.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368784749194288514" 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/6435233964935956200-4868347901866216850?l=benandallison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/feeds/4868347901866216850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6435233964935956200&amp;postID=4868347901866216850' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/4868347901866216850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/4868347901866216850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/2009/08/we-love-nyc.html' title='We love NYC'/><author><name>Allison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07731185729405318774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08590008818748952431'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SoHCDh7wCpI/AAAAAAAABNE/EPlpUP_bX2M/s72-c/DSC_0138-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435233964935956200.post-5431288454472334059</id><published>2009-07-14T11:31:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T11:34:31.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goofballs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SlzPqraqz2I/AAAAAAAABKk/563xQoiyeVM/s1600-h/DSCN0180.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/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SlzPqraqz2I/AAAAAAAABKk/563xQoiyeVM/s400/DSCN0180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358385988780085090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an old picture but I just downloaded it and it made me laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6435233964935956200-5431288454472334059?l=benandallison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/feeds/5431288454472334059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6435233964935956200&amp;postID=5431288454472334059' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/5431288454472334059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/5431288454472334059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/2009/07/goofballs.html' title='Goofballs'/><author><name>Allison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07731185729405318774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08590008818748952431'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SlzPqraqz2I/AAAAAAAABKk/563xQoiyeVM/s72-c/DSCN0180.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435233964935956200.post-8679301687833423843</id><published>2009-07-01T21:51:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T22:05:25.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown to Kindergarten</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Skw_EsAe1oI/AAAAAAAABJU/vX9oqjxHWXE/s1600-h/DSC_0733.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Skw_EsAe1oI/AAAAAAAABJU/vX9oqjxHWXE/s400/DSC_0733.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353723406801884802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preschool ended a few weeks ago, but I still wanted to share some photos from Anna's last week. She loved preschool and looked forward to Tuesdays and Thursdays for the past year and a half. Last year she was in the Pooh Bears class, and this year she was a Cute Kitten. On the last day of school we took a picture with all of her teachers. She also celebrated her birthday at school on clown day - hence the pictures with her face painted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Skw_BQMuzPI/AAAAAAAABJM/Lg-qLr2ri6U/s1600-h/DSC_0736.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Skw_BQMuzPI/AAAAAAAABJM/Lg-qLr2ri6U/s400/DSC_0736.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353723347797462258" 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/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Skw-0ChiilI/AAAAAAAABJE/_xXD3s7Usss/s1600-h/DSC_0693.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 188px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Skw-0ChiilI/AAAAAAAABJE/_xXD3s7Usss/s200/DSC_0693.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353723120788343378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Skw-vyPP9FI/AAAAAAAABI8/nt6Yh1QSGvM/s1600-h/DSC_0695.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Skw-vyPP9FI/AAAAAAAABI8/nt6Yh1QSGvM/s200/DSC_0695.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353723047697183826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 10 things Anna loved about preschool:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The monkey bars&lt;br /&gt;2. Field trips!  To the dentist, the grocery store, the nature preserve, the pizzeria, etc.&lt;br /&gt;3. The share can&lt;br /&gt;4. Taking home the class mascot, Pepper the cat&lt;br /&gt;5. Painting.  Lots of finger painting.&lt;br /&gt;6. The Halloween, Christmas, and Easter parades.&lt;br /&gt;7. Special teachers who love their students.&lt;br /&gt;8. Being special helper.&lt;br /&gt;9. Lunch bunch (staying after school for lunch once a week - which Anna begged for every day)&lt;br /&gt;10. Time away from the twins to make new friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Skw-qbjjkbI/AAAAAAAABI0/VhqDxWD5dKk/s1600-h/DSC_0728.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Skw-qbjjkbI/AAAAAAAABI0/VhqDxWD5dKk/s400/DSC_0728.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353722955708993970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam and Isabel are signed up for the Fall, and the teachers already know who they are since they were always there for Anna's drop off and pick up.  The first thing Isabel asked on her birthday this week was, "Are we going to school today?"  Now that they are three, they can't wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6435233964935956200-8679301687833423843?l=benandallison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/feeds/8679301687833423843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6435233964935956200&amp;postID=8679301687833423843' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/8679301687833423843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/8679301687833423843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/2009/07/countdown-to-kindergarten.html' title='Countdown to Kindergarten'/><author><name>Allison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07731185729405318774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08590008818748952431'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Skw_EsAe1oI/AAAAAAAABJU/vX9oqjxHWXE/s72-c/DSC_0733.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435233964935956200.post-6759114303455025895</id><published>2009-06-27T15:50:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T15:55:39.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>California Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Skai9j3l1pI/AAAAAAAABIU/Vchifj9eNVs/s1600-h/DSC_0793.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Skai9j3l1pI/AAAAAAAABIU/Vchifj9eNVs/s400/DSC_0793.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352144385660540562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna danced in her first recital today! We weren't allowed to video tape or take pictures inside but I have some of the rehearsals so I'll try to upload a clip soon. She did great and remembered most of the dance, which was to the Beach Boys, "California Girls."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Skai6dh1bMI/AAAAAAAABIM/uqcnMDjxMkg/s1600-h/DSC_0796.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Skai6dh1bMI/AAAAAAAABIM/uqcnMDjxMkg/s400/DSC_0796.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352144332419067074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Skai16qezLI/AAAAAAAABIE/yYk6Ab44qN8/s1600-h/DSC_0800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 361px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Skai16qezLI/AAAAAAAABIE/yYk6Ab44qN8/s400/DSC_0800.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352144254340615346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SkaimsotsBI/AAAAAAAABH8/MGU3BkyZ8bs/s1600-h/DSC_0805.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 358px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SkaimsotsBI/AAAAAAAABH8/MGU3BkyZ8bs/s400/DSC_0805.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352143992877068306" 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/6435233964935956200-6759114303455025895?l=benandallison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/feeds/6759114303455025895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6435233964935956200&amp;postID=6759114303455025895' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/6759114303455025895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/6759114303455025895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/2009/06/california-girl.html' title='California Girl'/><author><name>Allison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07731185729405318774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08590008818748952431'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Skai9j3l1pI/AAAAAAAABIU/Vchifj9eNVs/s72-c/DSC_0793.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435233964935956200.post-3000038692821880499</id><published>2009-06-18T21:57:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T22:10:19.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming Superstars</title><content type='html'>The kids have been taking swim lessons for the past month or so. They loved it and I hope they will be able to take more lessons before the end of the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna can swim pretty well unassisted now, and can swim the long length of a pool.  She can also float on her back and is starting to learn to use the correct swimming strokes.  And Adam and Isabel have come pretty far too.  Plus, the lessons gave them a jump start on their summer tans.  I'm jealous - I was in the sun during every lesson too, but no tan for me.  Here are some pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Sjsb-fDehUI/AAAAAAAABHE/XbwpCzNeHrA/s1600-h/DSC_0698.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Sjsb-fDehUI/AAAAAAAABHE/XbwpCzNeHrA/s400/DSC_0698.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348899742734517570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Sjsb7MSpcWI/AAAAAAAABG8/U6hKUkg_ebo/s1600-h/DSC_0701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Sjsb7MSpcWI/AAAAAAAABG8/U6hKUkg_ebo/s400/DSC_0701.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348899686158266722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Sjsb3zlm94I/AAAAAAAABG0/Fe_37XV0BJ8/s1600-h/DSC_0704.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Sjsb3zlm94I/AAAAAAAABG0/Fe_37XV0BJ8/s400/DSC_0704.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348899627987302274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Sjsbzx4_nvI/AAAAAAAABGs/r2F_9Kv9hTs/s1600-h/DSC_0712.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Sjsbzx4_nvI/AAAAAAAABGs/r2F_9Kv9hTs/s400/DSC_0712.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348899558812262130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SjsbwEFy5yI/AAAAAAAABGk/h2K-1b3mlZw/s1600-h/DSC_0718.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SjsbwEFy5yI/AAAAAAAABGk/h2K-1b3mlZw/s400/DSC_0718.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348899494978316066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SjsbsjjCb5I/AAAAAAAABGc/3IfQl6j0odg/s1600-h/DSC_0719.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SjsbsjjCb5I/AAAAAAAABGc/3IfQl6j0odg/s400/DSC_0719.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348899434702991250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SjsbnC-hDEI/AAAAAAAABGU/C60my0vWeHY/s1600-h/DSC_0726.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SjsbnC-hDEI/AAAAAAAABGU/C60my0vWeHY/s400/DSC_0726.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348899340060527682" 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/6435233964935956200-3000038692821880499?l=benandallison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/feeds/3000038692821880499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6435233964935956200&amp;postID=3000038692821880499' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/3000038692821880499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/3000038692821880499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/2009/06/swimming-superstars.html' title='Swimming Superstars'/><author><name>Allison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07731185729405318774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08590008818748952431'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Sjsb-fDehUI/AAAAAAAABHE/XbwpCzNeHrA/s72-c/DSC_0698.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435233964935956200.post-8414878310837071507</id><published>2009-06-11T14:44:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T14:50:49.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy</title><content type='html'>Today was Anna's last day of preschool.  She's getting so big lately, it almost breaks my heart.  I was looking through the big folder of stuff her teacher sent home, and this put me over the edge. What a cutie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SjF7aqveDxI/AAAAAAAABF0/uVIRhFaqxKw/s1600-h/AnnaPreschool0001.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/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SjF7aqveDxI/AAAAAAAABF0/uVIRhFaqxKw/s400/AnnaPreschool0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346189930745696018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's got it right - being a Mommy is the best thing in the world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6435233964935956200-8414878310837071507?l=benandallison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/feeds/8414878310837071507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6435233964935956200&amp;postID=8414878310837071507' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/8414878310837071507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/8414878310837071507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/2009/06/mommy.html' title='Mommy'/><author><name>Allison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07731185729405318774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08590008818748952431'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SjF7aqveDxI/AAAAAAAABF0/uVIRhFaqxKw/s72-c/AnnaPreschool0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435233964935956200.post-9016428314783566391</id><published>2009-06-03T14:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T14:48:26.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When I get big I want to play an Angels game</title><content type='html'>Ben and Grandpa Butch took Adam to his first major league baseball game last week. Ben held the camera, which means all of the pictures are of Adam and his Grandpa. I love them though - you can tell they have a special bond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From what I heard Adam spent most of the game eating popcorn, but I guess it had an impact since the next day he said, "Mom, when I get big I want to play an Angels game."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SibStsUD6bI/AAAAAAAABE8/3Q3gNKFyKhI/s1600-h/DSC_0645.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SibStsUD6bI/AAAAAAAABE8/3Q3gNKFyKhI/s320/DSC_0645.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343189690352921010" 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/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SibSg4BlUsI/AAAAAAAABE0/Q8sLEDMuhfQ/s1600-h/DSC_0647.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SibSg4BlUsI/AAAAAAAABE0/Q8sLEDMuhfQ/s320/DSC_0647.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343189470158344898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SibSdNk__sI/AAAAAAAABEs/wx2wwRaHJHk/s1600-h/DSC_0655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SibSdNk__sI/AAAAAAAABEs/wx2wwRaHJHk/s320/DSC_0655.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343189407224561346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SibSFIS8mkI/AAAAAAAABEk/gMVni7RBClc/s1600-h/DSC_0676.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SibSFIS8mkI/AAAAAAAABEk/gMVni7RBClc/s320/DSC_0676.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343188993489803842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SibR_-d_2VI/AAAAAAAABEc/eAb7Kqiar68/s1600-h/DSC_0688.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SibR_-d_2VI/AAAAAAAABEc/eAb7Kqiar68/s320/DSC_0688.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343188904952453458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SibR5XwP_AI/AAAAAAAABEU/ASAeKIeu5hE/s1600-h/DSC_0685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SibR5XwP_AI/AAAAAAAABEU/ASAeKIeu5hE/s320/DSC_0685.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343188791480810498" 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/6435233964935956200-9016428314783566391?l=benandallison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/feeds/9016428314783566391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6435233964935956200&amp;postID=9016428314783566391' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/9016428314783566391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/9016428314783566391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-i-get-big-i-want-to-play-angels.html' title='When I get big I want to play an Angels game'/><author><name>Allison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07731185729405318774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08590008818748952431'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SibStsUD6bI/AAAAAAAABE8/3Q3gNKFyKhI/s72-c/DSC_0645.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435233964935956200.post-6884628627270936244</id><published>2009-06-03T12:27:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T12:39:19.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Long Diapers</title><content type='html'>I am pleased to announce that after 4.5 straight years of purchasing diapers, our household is currently diaper free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We potty trained Adam a few weeks ago, the last of the bunch.  His 16-year-old self would hate me for posting this picture, but I'm gonna do it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SibRFnYsRQI/AAAAAAAABEM/mzCNQbXMkIM/s1600-h/DSC_0584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SibRFnYsRQI/AAAAAAAABEM/mzCNQbXMkIM/s400/DSC_0584.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343187902323770626" 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/6435233964935956200-6884628627270936244?l=benandallison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/feeds/6884628627270936244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6435233964935956200&amp;postID=6884628627270936244' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/6884628627270936244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/6884628627270936244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-long-diapers.html' title='So Long Diapers'/><author><name>Allison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07731185729405318774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08590008818748952431'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SibRFnYsRQI/AAAAAAAABEM/mzCNQbXMkIM/s72-c/DSC_0584.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435233964935956200.post-5080977908110346297</id><published>2009-05-29T23:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T23:11:46.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Smile With Your Whole Face</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SiDN3IrQAmI/AAAAAAAABDs/ZEYDIf77jdE/s1600-h/DSC_0618.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SiDN3IrQAmI/AAAAAAAABDs/ZEYDIf77jdE/s400/DSC_0618.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341495505166795362" 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/6435233964935956200-5080977908110346297?l=benandallison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/feeds/5080977908110346297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6435233964935956200&amp;postID=5080977908110346297' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/5080977908110346297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/5080977908110346297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-to-smile-with-your-whole-face.html' title='How to Smile With Your Whole Face'/><author><name>Allison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07731185729405318774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08590008818748952431'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SiDN3IrQAmI/AAAAAAAABDs/ZEYDIf77jdE/s72-c/DSC_0618.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435233964935956200.post-8560815651419785024</id><published>2009-05-14T10:46:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T10:50:18.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Making the Blog Private</title><content type='html'>I know, I hardly ever update our blog anymore anyway - but I decided it is time to make it private to invited readers only.  You find the blog when you do a Google search for my name and I need to make my personal and professional life more separate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when you get a chance, send me an email (acarland at hotmail dot com) or leave a comment here with your email address if you want to read our blog.  Don't be shy, even if you are a lurker  :).  I probably won't make it private for at least a few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll try to update more often!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SgxZQoJW7LI/AAAAAAAABC0/Zw6OCyucM4M/s1600-h/DSC_0428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SgxZQoJW7LI/AAAAAAAABC0/Zw6OCyucM4M/s400/DSC_0428.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335737800716643506" 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/6435233964935956200-8560815651419785024?l=benandallison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/feeds/8560815651419785024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6435233964935956200&amp;postID=8560815651419785024' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/8560815651419785024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/8560815651419785024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/2009/05/making-blog-private.html' title='Making the Blog Private'/><author><name>Allison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07731185729405318774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08590008818748952431'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SgxZQoJW7LI/AAAAAAAABC0/Zw6OCyucM4M/s72-c/DSC_0428.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435233964935956200.post-6741746542223944132</id><published>2009-04-24T21:24:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T21:28:45.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frogs and Snails and Puppy Dog Tails</title><content type='html'>Anna has a present for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SfKQ0Gz4-AI/AAAAAAAABCM/PJxMmZs6M6o/s1600-h/DSC_0578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SfKQ0Gz4-AI/AAAAAAAABCM/PJxMmZs6M6o/s400/DSC_0578.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328480533988571138" 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/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SfKQ6eaTpWI/AAAAAAAABCU/1jkp_Dr2kbE/s1600-h/DSC_0577.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SfKQ6eaTpWI/AAAAAAAABCU/1jkp_Dr2kbE/s400/DSC_0577.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328480643402933602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is such a delicate little flower.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6435233964935956200-6741746542223944132?l=benandallison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/feeds/6741746542223944132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6435233964935956200&amp;postID=6741746542223944132' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/6741746542223944132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/6741746542223944132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/2009/04/frogs-and-snails-and-puppy-dog-tails.html' title='Frogs and Snails and Puppy Dog Tails'/><author><name>Allison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07731185729405318774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08590008818748952431'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SfKQ0Gz4-AI/AAAAAAAABCM/PJxMmZs6M6o/s72-c/DSC_0578.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435233964935956200.post-3613582576936359023</id><published>2009-04-08T22:27:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T22:38:22.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello out there</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it has been almost a month since I updated the blog. We moved, and that always puts a kink into things. We've been doing all kinds of Spring Break things lately - Disneyland, the Zoo, trip to IKEA, playing outside, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is busy, kids are cute, life is good. Still amazed at how fast time is going by - the kids birthdays are coming in a few months and I'll have a FIVE YEAR OLD.  Crazy.  So, until I find the camera cords and get back into blogging mode, here are some impromptu pictures &lt;a href="http://www.johnsebastianphotography.com/"&gt;John&lt;/a&gt; took of us a few months ago at a family party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Sd2JJsftZAI/AAAAAAAABBs/2K3Pl8AeNEQ/s1600-h/anna_december08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Sd2JJsftZAI/AAAAAAAABBs/2K3Pl8AeNEQ/s400/anna_december08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322561134277780482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Sd2JGlgQbBI/AAAAAAAABBk/ufLHieSw94w/s1600-h/izzy_december08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Sd2JGlgQbBI/AAAAAAAABBk/ufLHieSw94w/s400/izzy_december08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322561080861420562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Sd2JDA7BnEI/AAAAAAAABBc/FgYnqVcEy8o/s1600-h/adam_december08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Sd2JDA7BnEI/AAAAAAAABBc/FgYnqVcEy8o/s400/adam_december08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322561019501976642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Sd2I8LIQMBI/AAAAAAAABBU/XCi3Ws39EsE/s1600-h/BAfamily_december08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 393px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Sd2I8LIQMBI/AAAAAAAABBU/XCi3Ws39EsE/s400/BAfamily_december08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322560901982728210" 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/6435233964935956200-3613582576936359023?l=benandallison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/feeds/3613582576936359023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6435233964935956200&amp;postID=3613582576936359023' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/3613582576936359023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/3613582576936359023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-out-there.html' title='Hello out there'/><author><name>Allison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07731185729405318774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08590008818748952431'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Sd2JJsftZAI/AAAAAAAABBs/2K3Pl8AeNEQ/s72-c/anna_december08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435233964935956200.post-7792506557102833137</id><published>2009-03-12T08:26:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T11:14:01.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anna Banana</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Sbk4Q41TDxI/AAAAAAAAA9c/c_w97v5-GHs/s1600-h/March+09+085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 293px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Sbk4Q41TDxI/AAAAAAAAA9c/c_w97v5-GHs/s400/March+09+085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312339098245205778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna was meant to be our oldest child for many reasons.  First and foremost, she was an easy baby.  She slept through the night, hardly cried, and played independently.  She inspired us to have another, which we all know got a little bit crazy.   But I would not be a sane Mom if she hadn't been my oldest - she makes it so much easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that Anna is so independent.   She has fabulous, full on conversations with herself, and loves to play alone.  I love how she plays the "Mommy" role well, and for the most part is not too bossy.  I love it when I hear her say things like, "Now, we have to clean up this mess before we go outside" or something else I would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Anna's obsession with stuff.  There are two facets to her obsession.  First, she likes to fill things up.  Her backpack needs its own planet.  It is stuffed as full as you could possibly get it.  She never even takes the stuff out, she just finds great satisfaction in having it full to the brim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SbkzhU2A4WI/AAAAAAAAA8s/k_LXIH9D7HU/s1600-h/March+09+096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 220px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SbkzhU2A4WI/AAAAAAAAA8s/k_LXIH9D7HU/s400/March+09+096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312333883084169570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna also loves to organize.  In her room, she organizes all of the toys, and tends to have a meltdown if someone moves things.  I suspect some of this neurosis comes from me.  Anna loves to play with dolls, play outside, play with her brother and sister, watch movies, go to preschool,  Disneyland, the beach, and lots of other fun things.  She DOES NOT like to go to the store or run any errands.  It usually takes my amazing power of persuasion to get her to go to the grocery store or anything like that.  Simply put - she is not the little shopping buddy I was to my Mom as a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Anna's sensitivity and sweetness.  If I had to pick one word to describe her, it would be sweet.  She is the child I never worry about being mean to kids at school or church, is very polite, and loves her family.  She loves to help with anything you will let her do, especially cleaning.  At night when she goes to bed, just as you are about to close the door, she always asks what we are doing the next day.  She just wants to lie there and be excited about the next day, I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Sbk3OYxU2fI/AAAAAAAAA9M/jjdaanfxQec/s1600-h/DSC_0375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 352px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Sbk3OYxU2fI/AAAAAAAAA9M/jjdaanfxQec/s400/DSC_0375.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312337955767245298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love Anna and can't believe she is turning 5 soon.  That first day of kindergarten is going to be a hard one for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6435233964935956200-7792506557102833137?l=benandallison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/feeds/7792506557102833137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6435233964935956200&amp;postID=7792506557102833137' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/7792506557102833137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/7792506557102833137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/2009/03/anna-banana.html' title='Anna Banana'/><author><name>Allison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07731185729405318774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08590008818748952431'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/Sbk4Q41TDxI/AAAAAAAAA9c/c_w97v5-GHs/s72-c/March+09+085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435233964935956200.post-8665394347472470595</id><published>2009-02-23T23:17:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T23:27:52.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Redundant</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SaOSzuA3QSI/AAAAAAAAA8c/Izc76ZyeilY/s1600-h/Mom%27s+camera+025.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/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SaOSzuA3QSI/AAAAAAAAA8c/Izc76ZyeilY/s400/Mom%27s+camera+025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306246203195212066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think part of the reason I've been having a hard time updating the blog lately is because of my other social networking activities.  Between MySpace, Facebook, and Twitter, I feel like everyone knows what I'm doing, all the time.  It seems unnecessary to update the blog when the same pictures are already on Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I guess there might be a few readers who are not using those Web sites.  So this is for you.  And for all of the rest, sorry for the repeats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been wanting to get Disneyland passes for a while now.  First, because it is my favorite place.  I love going, and I get more excited than the kids.  Second, because the twins are free for a while longer.  I wanted to get two passes before I had to buy four passes.  So, when our house fell through, as a consolation prize I bought the Disneyland passes.  (Yes, you read that right - we were about one week from closing escrow when we decided it was not the right decision.  We now give up and are looking to rent for a while.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SaOSwgC5lVI/AAAAAAAAA8U/D9pnIQBuiWA/s1600-h/Mom%27s+camera+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SaOSwgC5lVI/AAAAAAAAA8U/D9pnIQBuiWA/s400/Mom%27s+camera+029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306246147906049362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went for just a few hours for our first trip, and had lots of fun.  It was a beautiful 75 degree day, and we just did a few rides and watched a parade.  It was a success, and I am already looking forward to our next trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SaOStUI2ijI/AAAAAAAAA8M/K_dg2F0Khoc/s1600-h/Mom%27s+camera+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 313px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SaOStUI2ijI/AAAAAAAAA8M/K_dg2F0Khoc/s400/Mom%27s+camera+043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306246093170182706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, please come to CA and go to Disneyland with us!  I can only go on a weekday, and not in the month of July.  I got the cheap passes.  But still, you don't want to go on those busy days anyway, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6435233964935956200-8665394347472470595?l=benandallison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/feeds/8665394347472470595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6435233964935956200&amp;postID=8665394347472470595' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/8665394347472470595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/8665394347472470595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/2009/02/redundant.html' title='Redundant'/><author><name>Allison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07731185729405318774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08590008818748952431'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SaOSzuA3QSI/AAAAAAAAA8c/Izc76ZyeilY/s72-c/Mom%27s+camera+025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435233964935956200.post-4998673459813411526</id><published>2009-02-16T14:39:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T15:14:10.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best French Dip Sandwich Ever</title><content type='html'>I am a French Dip expert.  If French Dip is on the menu, I order it.  Almost every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I graduated from high school, someone actually wrote in my yearbook about my love for French Dip -and posed the question - who has the best French Dip?  I remember thinking it was a bit sad that the one thing this person would remember me for was my love of a sandwich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've thought about that question now and then when eating out.  I have been determined to one day declare the best French Dip sandwich.  I have not kept track of all of the places I have eaten French Dip, but my guess would be that I've tried it at 40 or 50 different locations, maybe more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this weekend, on Valentine's Day, I found the answer.  I cannot overstate my excitement over this finding.  Ben and I went to L.A. for Valentine's Day and our 7th wedding anniversary.  Today is our anniversary - I love you Ben!  I should probably post something about our relationship, but the French Dip is all I can think about because I'm hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the restaurant, I looked at the menu, and wanted to order a steak or prime rib.  But then I saw the French Dip.  Like I said, if French Dip is on the menu, I almost always order it.  Even if it is at a somewhat fancy place on Valentine's Day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I ate the best French Dip sandwich I've ever had.  It feels so good to finally  be able to declare the winner.  There are still many other places I could try, including a &lt;a href="http://www.colesfrenchdip.com/"&gt;restaurant in L.A.&lt;/a&gt; that claims to be the inventor of the French Dip.  But still, I am declaring this the best one I've ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hillstone.com/#/restaurants/houstons/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Houston's&lt;/a&gt;.  Houston's is the winner.  Perfection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SZnh_T75cXI/AAAAAAAAA7k/GQX6PwR_Jgk/s1600-h/FrenchDip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SZnh_T75cXI/AAAAAAAAA7k/GQX6PwR_Jgk/s400/FrenchDip.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303518514004980082" 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/6435233964935956200-4998673459813411526?l=benandallison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/feeds/4998673459813411526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6435233964935956200&amp;postID=4998673459813411526' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/4998673459813411526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/4998673459813411526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/2009/02/best-french-dip-sandwich-ever.html' title='The Best French Dip Sandwich Ever'/><author><name>Allison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07731185729405318774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08590008818748952431'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SZnh_T75cXI/AAAAAAAAA7k/GQX6PwR_Jgk/s72-c/FrenchDip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435233964935956200.post-3677640431753827</id><published>2009-02-15T21:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T21:55:07.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Blessing</title><content type='html'>Thought I would just update our blog quickly by posting a link to another family member's  blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The newest member of the family, &lt;a href="http://ido-to-the-bido.blogspot.com/2009/02/our-little-blessing.html"&gt;Matt and Alex's baby girl&lt;/a&gt;, was blessed at church in Utah today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are sorry we missed it - welcome to the family baby girl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6435233964935956200-3677640431753827?l=benandallison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/feeds/3677640431753827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6435233964935956200&amp;postID=3677640431753827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/3677640431753827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/3677640431753827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/2009/02/baby-blessing.html' title='Baby Blessing'/><author><name>Allison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07731185729405318774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08590008818748952431'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435233964935956200.post-6655886971372105728</id><published>2009-02-13T22:40:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T22:44:54.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite Commercial</title><content type='html'>I crack up every time this commercial comes on.  It makes me laugh and I just saw it on TV so I thought I would post it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/09Fs8cbV8lM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/09Fs8cbV8lM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I have the Blackberry Pearl, and I have to agree about the butt dialing.  For me it is kid dialing, or purse dialing, but still.  You can lock the keys, but when it is locked if you press some combination of numbers it automatically makes an emergency call to 911.  I've done this by accident, and so have the kids.  It is quite embarrassing.  Next time we do it I'm going to tell the dispatcher, sorry, it was my butt dialing to tell me I need a flip phone.  I wonder if they'll get it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6435233964935956200-6655886971372105728?l=benandallison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/feeds/6655886971372105728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6435233964935956200&amp;postID=6655886971372105728' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/6655886971372105728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/6655886971372105728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/2009/02/favorite-commercial.html' title='Favorite Commercial'/><author><name>Allison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07731185729405318774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08590008818748952431'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435233964935956200.post-2336163098687098699</id><published>2009-02-01T20:28:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T13:33:26.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Superbowl Success</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SYimLdrlreI/AAAAAAAAA6k/gCS9vxdHvOg/s1600-h/jalapeno.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1px; height: 1px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SYimLdrlreI/AAAAAAAAA6k/gCS9vxdHvOg/s400/jalapeno.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298667677477613026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the food anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pictures, but I want to remember what we had for next year, so I'm recording it on the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/2009/01/steak-bites/"&gt;Steak bites&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/2007/07/bacon-wrapped_j/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bacon-Wrapped Jalapeno Thingies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chips, salsa, and homemade guacamole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://southernfood.about.com/od/crockpotappetizers/r/bl24c2.htm"&gt;Little Smokies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.recipegoldmine.com/wingsJ/wingers-buffalo-wings-sauce.html"&gt;Wingers-style Wings&lt;/a&gt; (not quite like Wingers, but a decent first try)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and if anyone wants a new dinner recipe to try, last night I made Pioneer Woman's &lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/2009/01/ranch-style-chicken/"&gt;Ranch Style Chicken&lt;/a&gt;.  Not a healthy recipe, but it tasted really good.  I will make that one again and I think I can modify it to make it a little bit healthier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6435233964935956200-2336163098687098699?l=benandallison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/feeds/2336163098687098699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6435233964935956200&amp;postID=2336163098687098699' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/2336163098687098699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/2336163098687098699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/2009/02/superbowl-success.html' title='Superbowl Success'/><author><name>Allison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07731185729405318774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08590008818748952431'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SYimLdrlreI/AAAAAAAAA6k/gCS9vxdHvOg/s72-c/jalapeno.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435233964935956200.post-8401384451725193725</id><published>2009-01-29T08:31:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T09:53:48.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't Wait to See All of Those New Jobs Created</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, the House passed a bill that is supposed to help the economy.  &lt;a href="http://online.wsj.com/article/SB123310466514522309.html"&gt;This article&lt;/a&gt; explains why it won't, in the humble opinion of the Wall-Street Journal.  Thanks Congress, I can't wait to see how $50 million for the National Endowment for the Arts helps my family this year.   Or how $2.4 billion for "carbon-capture demonstrations" will create jobs for the &lt;a href="http://money.cnn.com/news/specials/storysupplement/joblosses/2009/"&gt;223,000 people&lt;/a&gt; who have lost their jobs with Microsoft, Pfizer, Starbucks, etc. this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The 647-page, $825 billion House legislation is being sold as an economic "stimulus," but now that Democrats have finally released the details we understand Rahm's point much better. This is a political wonder that manages to spend money on just about every pent-up Democratic proposal of the last 40 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've looked it over, and even we can't quite believe it. There's $1 billion for Amtrak, the federal railroad that hasn't turned a profit in 40 years; $2 billion for child-care subsidies; $50 million for that great engine of job creation, the National Endowment for the Arts; $400 million for global-warming research and another $2.4 billion for carbon-capture demonstration projects. There's even $650 million on top of the billions already doled out to pay for digital TV conversion coupons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In selling the plan, President Obama has said this bill will make "dramatic investments to revive our flagging economy." Well, you be the judge. Some $30 billion, or less than 5% of the spending in the bill, is for fixing bridges or other highway projects. There's another $40 billion for broadband and electric grid development, airports and clean water projects that are arguably worthwhile priorities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add the roughly $20 billion for business tax cuts, and by our estimate only &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;$90 billion out of $825 billion, or about 12 cents of every $1, is for something that can plausibly be considered a growth stimulus&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; And even many of these projects aren't likely to help the economy immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6435233964935956200-8401384451725193725?l=benandallison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/feeds/8401384451725193725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6435233964935956200&amp;postID=8401384451725193725' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/8401384451725193725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/8401384451725193725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/2009/01/cant-wait-to-see-all-of-those-new-jobs.html' title='Can&apos;t Wait to See All of Those New Jobs Created'/><author><name>Allison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07731185729405318774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08590008818748952431'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6435233964935956200.post-5035521332812693720</id><published>2009-01-12T17:48:00.011-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T12:28:58.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Trip to the SD Zoo in 10 Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SWzmpeCFciI/AAAAAAAAA6E/vcHzJtV9eCA/s1600-h/DSCN0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SWzmpeCFciI/AAAAAAAAA6E/vcHzJtV9eCA/s400/DSCN0056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290857262364324386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The above picture helps me to understand why people often ask if they are triplets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is that you say? I post pictures of the zoo all the time?  Ah, yes, that is true. But Ben hadn't used his membership until we went to the San Diego Zoo on New Year's Day. He somehow escaped all of the trips I've taken to the Zoo/Wild Animal Park this summer and over the past few years and had not been since he took me when we were 18 or 19 years old.  On this lovely day, Isabel woke him up so darn excited to go to the zoo that he just had to come with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year's Day was the perfect day at the zoo and we had great weather. The kids are at a great age for activities like this - they make it so much more fun!&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/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SWzmliIUcSI/AAAAAAAAA58/9Fyp35hgwMc/s1600-h/DSCN0040.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/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SWzmliIUcSI/AAAAAAAAA58/9Fyp35hgwMc/s400/DSCN0040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290857194744738082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Adam, happy to see the giraffes with Grandpa.  And there is Ben in the background - proof he was there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SWzmgv35AnI/AAAAAAAAA50/i-TIbPJldn0/s1600-h/DSCN0045.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/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SWzmgv35AnI/AAAAAAAAA50/i-TIbPJldn0/s400/DSCN0045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290857112534581874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anna on the bus tour.&lt;/span&gt;&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/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SWzmcrsO9gI/AAAAAAAAA5s/SHj_69XlOCg/s1600-h/DSCN0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 372px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SWzmcrsO9gI/AAAAAAAAA5s/SHj_69XlOCg/s400/DSCN0044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290857042692470274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The bus tour again - I'm not sure how much they could see, but at Adam said, "I love this bus Mommy" so I guess they enjoyed the ride.&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SWzmX9Fo93I/AAAAAAAAA5k/GfvcXX_LSjw/s1600-h/DSCN0065.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/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SWzmX9Fo93I/AAAAAAAAA5k/GfvcXX_LSjw/s400/DSCN0065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290856961463089010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anna and then Adam in front of the panda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SWzmTiPSfKI/AAAAAAAAA5c/-0GSHCr_k7E/s1600-h/DSCN0066.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/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SWzmTiPSfKI/AAAAAAAAA5c/-0GSHCr_k7E/s400/DSCN0066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290856885536324770" 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/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SWzkMpubbfI/AAAAAAAAA5U/GUiQJ59vS_Y/s1600-h/DSC_0359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SWzkMpubbfI/AAAAAAAAA5U/GUiQJ59vS_Y/s400/DSC_0359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290854568263642610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best parts of the day that I don't have pictures of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  The elephant peeing.  Have you ever seen an elephant pee?  It is quite a sight.&lt;br /&gt;2.  Taking a bus up the hill to see the polar bears.  I told Kevin it was a horrible steep walk and we were taking the bus.  He walked.  We waited 10 minutes for the bus, went up a hill maybe the length of half a football field, and got off.  I didn't realize it was that close  :)&lt;br /&gt;3.  Our stop at &lt;a href="http://www.woodranch.com/loc_corona.html"&gt;Wood Ranch Grill&lt;/a&gt;.  Have I blogged about Wood Ranch yet?  It is our new favorite place.  It is out of the way in South Corona so we now stop there on our way back from trips to San Diego.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6435233964935956200-5035521332812693720?l=benandallison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/feeds/5035521332812693720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6435233964935956200&amp;postID=5035521332812693720' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/5035521332812693720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6435233964935956200/posts/default/5035521332812693720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benandallison.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-trip-to-sd-zoo-in-10-years.html' title='First Trip to the SD Zoo in 10 Years'/><author><name>Allison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07731185729405318774</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08590008818748952431'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LCuhyrC7DU0/SWzmpeCFciI/AAAAAAAAA6E/vcHzJtV9eCA/s72-c/DSCN0056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry></feed>