<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894</id><updated>2012-01-27T12:08:35.271-08:00</updated><category term='ringling bros. and barnum and bailey'/><category term='circus'/><category term='daddy daughter date'/><title type='text'>The Nielsons</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>764</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-7791609634750133513</id><published>2012-01-20T18:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T18:28:58.665-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow &amp; Stories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Today I took my littlest girlies to a snow and story time at a local ice rink (by local, I mean Woodbridge).&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lknRng_qD-Y/TxoeJ6je5GI/AAAAAAAALwQ/h9P1HxXBocI/s640/IMG_0002.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The ice was roughed up so the kids could walk without slipping and there was a pile of snow for them to play in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pNQJ5oV4t7g/TxoePItVRgI/AAAAAAAALwg/bHFz5AEq_RM/s1600/IMG_0006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pNQJ5oV4t7g/TxoePItVRgI/AAAAAAAALwg/bHFz5AEq_RM/s400/IMG_0006.JPG" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uA-o2GbFV34/TxoeMnVB-bI/AAAAAAAALwY/LrqZFJtR_P0/s1600/IMG_0003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uA-o2GbFV34/TxoeMnVB-bI/AAAAAAAALwY/LrqZFJtR_P0/s400/IMG_0003.JPG" width="265" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sand toys in the snow!&amp;nbsp; What a great idea.&amp;nbsp; It's so simple that I feel silly for not thinking of it before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZtMzk_04vj8/Txofu9vjOPI/AAAAAAAALxU/9SqnaNwSd7Y/s1600/IMG_0009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZtMzk_04vj8/Txofu9vjOPI/AAAAAAAALxU/9SqnaNwSd7Y/s640/IMG_0009.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ellie wasn't much for the snow pile, she liked the push toys best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G2R9qKrp0Y4/TxogL0z_kEI/AAAAAAAALxk/Gvm-enkHytc/s1600/IMG_9997.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G2R9qKrp0Y4/TxogL0z_kEI/AAAAAAAALxk/Gvm-enkHytc/s640/IMG_9997.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Can one-year-olds roll their eyes?&amp;nbsp; Because it sure looks like that's what she's doing.&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n9i3mOrcgUM/TxogJIpjzJI/AAAAAAAALxc/JgheV-YAuGA/s640/IMG_9995.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ellie wouldn't keep her actual gloves on and you can see from the previous pictures how cold/red her little hands were so we resorted to socks for at least a little warmth/protection.&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-es2LCLl7pVs/TxoeRWJNdAI/AAAAAAAALwo/zyXGFrt8KY0/s640/IMG_0015.JPG" width="640" /&gt;After their ice time the kids had cookies and hot chocolate while they listened to a story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tGYn3HpWyV4/TxoeT_Ty74I/AAAAAAAALww/UBo7F5eQhqQ/s1600/IMG_0020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tGYn3HpWyV4/TxoeT_Ty74I/AAAAAAAALww/UBo7F5eQhqQ/s640/IMG_0020.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then we watched the Zamboni demolish/clean up their play space.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0rNi6XHEVxw/TxoeXE3xejI/AAAAAAAALw8/ydinlRqkDOQ/s1600/IMG_0025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0rNi6XHEVxw/TxoeXE3xejI/AAAAAAAALw8/ydinlRqkDOQ/s640/IMG_0025.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It was pretty fun.&amp;nbsp; I think we'll do it again next month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-7791609634750133513?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/7791609634750133513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=7791609634750133513' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/7791609634750133513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/7791609634750133513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2012/01/snow-stories.html' title='Snow &amp; Stories'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lknRng_qD-Y/TxoeJ6je5GI/AAAAAAAALwQ/h9P1HxXBocI/s72-c/IMG_0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-1185072714723700318</id><published>2012-01-19T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T22:15:39.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blast off for babies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZRbGAIIyooE/TxkFKjw_SdI/AAAAAAAALvs/aGBcCJ74Ea4/s1600/IMG_9988.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZRbGAIIyooE/TxkFKjw_SdI/AAAAAAAALvs/aGBcCJ74Ea4/s640/IMG_9988.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ellie is loving the rec center class I put her in (at the last minute/out of guilt).&amp;nbsp; I'm so glad that we have a little time just the two of us every week (well for the next eight at least).&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tX87np3Bo-4/TxkFEfBJB_I/AAAAAAAALvc/9wuz-F-L8e0/s1600/IMG_9983.JPG" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tX87np3Bo-4/TxkFEfBJB_I/AAAAAAAALvc/9wuz-F-L8e0/s640/IMG_9983.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's took to the balls and slides and parachute much quicker than her sisters did which is kind of nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nvJbIRNVkWY/TxkFHpEb1wI/AAAAAAAALvk/CEcVVzi3KfE/s1600/IMG_9986.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nvJbIRNVkWY/TxkFHpEb1wI/AAAAAAAALvk/CEcVVzi3KfE/s640/IMG_9986.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I showed her how to slide down head first on the first day of class. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uLLMkv4E6kY/TxkFNhh2MdI/AAAAAAAALv4/vkzI-x4bWG0/s1600/IMG_9990.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uLLMkv4E6kY/TxkFNhh2MdI/AAAAAAAALv4/vkzI-x4bWG0/s640/IMG_9990.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She liked it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vlLTFTMfBt4/TxkFQGp3XUI/AAAAAAAALwA/kVxWS9_oGZY/s1600/IMG_9991.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vlLTFTMfBt4/TxkFQGp3XUI/AAAAAAAALwA/kVxWS9_oGZY/s640/IMG_9991.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-1185072714723700318?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/1185072714723700318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=1185072714723700318' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/1185072714723700318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/1185072714723700318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2012/01/blast-off-for-babies.html' title='Blast off for babies!'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZRbGAIIyooE/TxkFKjw_SdI/AAAAAAAALvs/aGBcCJ74Ea4/s72-c/IMG_9988.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-3193099464660366651</id><published>2012-01-09T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T09:09:00.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lincoln's cottage and soldier's home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Last week we visited &lt;a href="http://www.lincolncottage.org/"&gt;President Lincoln's Cottage at the Soldier's Home&lt;/a&gt; (cause I had a Groupon that was about to expire).&amp;nbsp; It was interesting and I think that even Andrew, who didn't want to go in the first place, enjoyed himself.&amp;nbsp; I learned a lot.&amp;nbsp; For example, I learned that the Emancipation Proclamation only freed slaves in states in open rebellion meaning that four states remained where slavery was legal (two outlawed it themselves later, and it officially became illegal in the remaining two and any future states through a constitutional amendment).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There wasn't much to keep Lainey and Elli entertained, but they did alright.&amp;nbsp; Alaina enjoyed comparing the pictures of President Lincoln to his image on the penny.&amp;nbsp; Ellie just tried to run away every chance she got.&amp;nbsp; I swear she's harder to manage than her sisters were (or maybe I'm just older and more tired in general).&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--WW_Um5eh-A/TwaWpyKjYfI/AAAAAAAALuo/y8Zd7MRoK4w/s640/IMG_9660.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lincolncottage.org/"&gt;/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oZC9VLA_8a8/TwaWs6PhQcI/AAAAAAAALuw/l7-_vcpN_74/s1600/IMG_9663.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oZC9VLA_8a8/TwaWs6PhQcI/AAAAAAAALuw/l7-_vcpN_74/s640/IMG_9663.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alaina was convinced that Lincoln's gloves where actually a map and she wanted it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7kSF6IYbp7A/TwaWwKYoUXI/AAAAAAAALu4/fsqqLrYY2YM/s1600/IMG_9666.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We spent December 31rst at Liberty Mountain's second annual New Year's Eve Party.&amp;nbsp; The kids loved it.&amp;nbsp; A hotel room, a magic show, balloon artist, games, and dancing--they appreciated it all.&amp;nbsp; Plus, this year we had our friends, the Pomeroys, join us which made it even more fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I have a no-jumping-on-the-beds-or-couches rule at home.&amp;nbsp; I always tell my kids "we only jump on beds at hotels."&amp;nbsp; So, pretty much as soon as we entered our room the Liz was asking to jump, saying "mommy, you said we're only allowed to jump on beds at hotels so can I jump?"&amp;nbsp; It was a little embarrassing for me that she was said this in front of the front desk clerk that was delivering our porta crib.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m3pKJw2OAlk/TwaTqsbyq9I/AAAAAAAALrQ/OHGJwaQy9Ns/s1600/IMG_9690.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m3pKJw2OAlk/TwaTqsbyq9I/AAAAAAAALrQ/OHGJwaQy9Ns/s400/IMG_9690.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6Eb5VaMO02w/TwaUe9XcmFI/AAAAAAAALr4/9sqKpqTCWW8/s1600/IMG_9711.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6Eb5VaMO02w/TwaUe9XcmFI/AAAAAAAALr4/9sqKpqTCWW8/s400/IMG_9711.JPG" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-toVtbOtZjaY/TwaTs3tlTlI/AAAAAAAALrY/KHVQFCYNTbw/s1600/IMG_9708.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-toVtbOtZjaY/TwaTs3tlTlI/AAAAAAAALrY/KHVQFCYNTbw/s640/IMG_9708.JPG" width="419" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JRV802OM5CQ/TwaUhuiiVPI/AAAAAAAALsA/DL4ddWZWsEY/s1600/IMG_9738.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JRV802OM5CQ/TwaUhuiiVPI/AAAAAAAALsA/DL4ddWZWsEY/s400/IMG_9738.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-93Oc7FwKZY0/TwaUj3dGNSI/AAAAAAAALsI/g1PuWjINJeA/s1600/IMG_9742.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-93Oc7FwKZY0/TwaUj3dGNSI/AAAAAAAALsI/g1PuWjINJeA/s400/IMG_9742.JPG" width="235" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PnYKhcTXpBg/TwaTvzdPXgI/AAAAAAAALrg/T9yepSBys4k/s1600/IMG_9753.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PnYKhcTXpBg/TwaTvzdPXgI/AAAAAAAALrg/T9yepSBys4k/s400/IMG_9753.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We jumped and watched t.v. till Drew finished off his shift, then we headed to the party.&amp;nbsp; The next picture is from the magic show (same guy and act as last year, but the girls still loved it).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-syzjdMxBxRg/TwaUyYY2IjI/AAAAAAAALsU/9fUofzQWDxU/s1600/IMG_9764.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-syzjdMxBxRg/TwaUyYY2IjI/AAAAAAAALsU/9fUofzQWDxU/s640/IMG_9764.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think Lainey liked petting the magician's bunny (named Prop) more than the show itself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7JhcfQbG9O8/TwaU0872yKI/AAAAAAAALsc/1nfCIaLKz84/s1600/IMG_9766.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7JhcfQbG9O8/TwaU0872yKI/AAAAAAAALsc/1nfCIaLKz84/s640/IMG_9766.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_B4af-7l2Q/TwaVbcmwFVI/AAAAAAAALtE/P1autSNcXNk/s1600/IMG_9782.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_B4af-7l2Q/TwaVbcmwFVI/AAAAAAAALtE/P1autSNcXNk/s640/IMG_9782.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_kwIEKaG9ec/TwaVdwXVllI/AAAAAAAALtM/ezJ-hj1BRRg/s1600/IMG_9784.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_kwIEKaG9ec/TwaVdwXVllI/AAAAAAAALtM/ezJ-hj1BRRg/s640/IMG_9784.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Andrew just &lt;i&gt;loved &lt;/i&gt;this game. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fTqN4zL7Lek/TwaVgR32UhI/AAAAAAAALtU/-1m7vvBA0Oo/s1600/IMG_9786.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fTqN4zL7Lek/TwaVgR32UhI/AAAAAAAALtU/-1m7vvBA0Oo/s640/IMG_9786.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KwR0ctBTXdc/TwaVuOKmfHI/AAAAAAAALtk/ypS4wSk-dro/s1600/IMG_9788.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KwR0ctBTXdc/TwaVuOKmfHI/AAAAAAAALtk/ypS4wSk-dro/s640/IMG_9788.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NkyIcwG_Hf8/TwaVwtqyMGI/AAAAAAAALts/ciwQCAo24GM/s1600/IMG_9792.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NkyIcwG_Hf8/TwaVwtqyMGI/AAAAAAAALts/ciwQCAo24GM/s640/IMG_9792.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fqRt9e8bAUE/TwaVySnOe2I/AAAAAAAALt0/Mfdl8gdS-a8/s1600/IMG_9794.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fqRt9e8bAUE/TwaVySnOe2I/AAAAAAAALt0/Mfdl8gdS-a8/s400/IMG_9794.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CTKjTXrjcwA/TwaWBwGBceI/AAAAAAAALuI/DQ14lAm7jiY/s1600/IMG_9799.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CTKjTXrjcwA/TwaWBwGBceI/AAAAAAAALuI/DQ14lAm7jiY/s400/IMG_9799.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My friend, Sharon.&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qe2Ov60IqfM/TwaV_t7DCfI/AAAAAAAALuA/wQHCsphLqF8/s640/IMG_9796.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I caught Liz mid "whoo-hoo" in the dance train.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d-zLrHG9JMU/TwaWPfchk0I/AAAAAAAALuc/8fkCFKOcnPI/s1600/IMG_9810.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d-zLrHG9JMU/TwaWPfchk0I/AAAAAAAALuc/8fkCFKOcnPI/s640/IMG_9810.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All the girls loved dancing.&amp;nbsp; The magic show that we watch ended at 10 p.m.&amp;nbsp; Lainey and Ellie were sleepily lolling in our arms, but as soon as the music came Ellie jumped up to dance (notice Lainey pouting in the background because I'm filming Gabrielle instead of holding Alaina).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/vumlFTh_SM8/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vumlFTh_SM8?version=3&amp;f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vumlFTh_SM8?version=3&amp;f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-8316912069742402747?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/8316912069742402747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=8316912069742402747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/8316912069742402747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/8316912069742402747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-years-eve.html' title='New Years Eve'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m3pKJw2OAlk/TwaTqsbyq9I/AAAAAAAALrQ/OHGJwaQy9Ns/s72-c/IMG_9690.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-8393867795416316491</id><published>2012-01-05T09:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T10:20:19.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So far the first week back to real life (meaning the girlies are back in school) has gone well enough.&amp;nbsp; Still, I miss the fun and laid-back schedule of last week.&amp;nbsp; We had fun:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We spent an evening viewing the temple lights.&amp;nbsp; It was crazy busy and although we planned on getting there around 5, we actually arrived well after 7.&amp;nbsp; The line for the creche exhibit was longer than I've ever seen it so we skipped 'em.&amp;nbsp; Skipped the show too.&amp;nbsp; Next year I'll actually follow Sarah B's sage advice and show up at 5 p.m. and then head over the Brookville Gardens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jCA-Ffv0BA0/TwKSIEi981I/AAAAAAAALow/IfA5RgG7tHc/s640/IMG_9568.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I couldn't find Ellie's gloves, so she wore mine.&amp;nbsp; She was mystified by them and kept staring at her hands.&amp;nbsp; O course I spotted Elle's gloves peeking out from under my seat when we returned to the car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1xCfPInpFMU/TwKSKdLC73I/AAAAAAAALo4/7XHLaQqkmc4/s1600/IMG_9578.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1xCfPInpFMU/TwKSKdLC73I/AAAAAAAALo4/7XHLaQqkmc4/s640/IMG_9578.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V2NN3HaxkQ8/TwKSOJgufUI/AAAAAAAALpA/_TGxK49Tvm0/s1600/IMG_9582.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V2NN3HaxkQ8/TwKSOJgufUI/AAAAAAAALpA/_TGxK49Tvm0/s640/IMG_9582.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DqrXubhEpRM/TwKSXhyELZI/AAAAAAAALpg/aLrff596xdM/s1600/IMG_9588.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DqrXubhEpRM/TwKSXhyELZI/AAAAAAAALpg/aLrff596xdM/s640/IMG_9588.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We ate Ikea's free kid's meals two different times, and all I can say about those meatballs is, yuck and I'm shocked I craved them for so many years &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xLdhZmj-OXE/TwKG1uFrU2I/AAAAAAAALnQ/MFXWw8OBPgM/s640/IMG_9556.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We nursed colds, I finally finished putting together the basement (after having dismantled it Christmas Eve), and we spent whole days in our pajamas, even venturing outside to play with coats over our night clothes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yWXP4tkRBMw/TwKG425XPNI/AAAAAAAALnY/V5A5wVcj3CU/s1600/IMG_9561.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yWXP4tkRBMw/TwKG425XPNI/AAAAAAAALnY/V5A5wVcj3CU/s640/IMG_9561.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JWhyMPLfiPg/TwKG7j7hA6I/AAAAAAAALng/w3s3ziuhmwY/s1600/IMG_9563.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JWhyMPLfiPg/TwKG7j7hA6I/AAAAAAAALng/w3s3ziuhmwY/s640/IMG_9563.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3kwDYm8-Kyc/TwKG-EfQDwI/AAAAAAAALno/59rhJJmb790/s1600/IMG_9568.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I packed up all the Christmas gear (now I just need Andrew to help me take down the darn tree).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3CyMKGUTYxk/TwKTDrSJBRI/AAAAAAAALpw/XVmN8hBbOT4/s1600/IMG_9595.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3CyMKGUTYxk/TwKTDrSJBRI/AAAAAAAALpw/XVmN8hBbOT4/s640/IMG_9595.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This angel is one of our recent casualties.&amp;nbsp; Alaina decapitated it a couple weeks ago and the super glue I used to attach her head makes it look like it has a gushing neck wound.&amp;nbsp; It made me a little sad because this is from a nativity set we received our first Christmas in DC from Andrew's brother.&amp;nbsp; It survived one cross-country and three local moves, but it couldn't survive kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eDcKuqzKvuk/TwKTF8uFbvI/AAAAAAAALp4/cpyI_4TUadc/s1600/IMG_9596.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eDcKuqzKvuk/TwKTF8uFbvI/AAAAAAAALp4/cpyI_4TUadc/s640/IMG_9596.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Liz had a mani-pedi at spa-riffic with her friend.&amp;nbsp; Liz enjoyed it, but my advice is do not take your daughters there because it is a waste of money even with Groupon.&amp;nbsp; Lizzie also had a cooking class with another friend which she loved (and which was worth the price we paid).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mp0bFJxpZjg/TwKHNpqT5bI/AAAAAAAALoE/b1OJX_MFtI4/s1600/IMG_9613.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mp0bFJxpZjg/TwKHNpqT5bI/AAAAAAAALoE/b1OJX_MFtI4/s640/IMG_9613.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pMdwJv0vH1o/TwKHQC6cBMI/AAAAAAAALoM/BWyyxzIyJUU/s1600/IMG_9620.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pMdwJv0vH1o/TwKHQC6cBMI/AAAAAAAALoM/BWyyxzIyJUU/s640/IMG_9620.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We played at home.&amp;nbsp; We also ventured out to the cheapie movies to see Puss in Boots.&amp;nbsp; Liz and Laines loved it and behaved well.&amp;nbsp; Ellie, on the other hand, was too young to sit still.&amp;nbsp; In all it was fun and I was soooo glad I went to first showing when I left the theater and saw the awful line waiting to get in.&amp;nbsp; Glad I missed that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_xKVU_g-8rw/TwKHSnQJjGI/AAAAAAAALoU/08ewa9DGKgQ/s1600/IMG_9630.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_xKVU_g-8rw/TwKHSnQJjGI/AAAAAAAALoU/08ewa9DGKgQ/s640/IMG_9630.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Played Uno.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7nrIQedjRBs/TwKHV5Y7CWI/AAAAAAAALog/CsPDVCTNTUI/s1600/IMG_9657+%25283%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7nrIQedjRBs/TwKHV5Y7CWI/AAAAAAAALog/CsPDVCTNTUI/s640/IMG_9657+%25283%2529.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="goog_2082742157"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_2082742158"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-8393867795416316491?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/8393867795416316491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=8393867795416316491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/8393867795416316491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/8393867795416316491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2012/01/holiday-break.html' title='Holiday Break'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jCA-Ffv0BA0/TwKSIEi981I/AAAAAAAALow/IfA5RgG7tHc/s72-c/IMG_9568.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-3860136437082201700</id><published>2012-01-02T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T20:12:31.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homemade Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I've tried to make homemade gifts for my family (particularly my girls) each year and I'm loving the tradition.&amp;nbsp; Santa brings the store-bought stuff.&amp;nbsp; From Mom, the girlies get stuff painstakingly created.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This years I decided that, instead of giving the girls money and hauling them to the dollar store or scouting out cheap, non-junk gifts for them on my own, I'd give them two options: earn their own money for a store-bought gift or make one with supplies provided by me.&amp;nbsp; They chose the second option and it was fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lizzie made treats for her friends (and delivered them with a sparkly store-bought ornament).&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nC7wymnAyx8/Tu6uOMPQ5KI/AAAAAAAALGY/IrGudrT1S5g/s640/IMG_0192.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Alaina made treats for her friends too (lollipops between two stapled together gingerbread man cut-outs).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eT2S8hvl6sw/Tu6uTlyKCwI/AAAAAAAALGo/M930gFoeEqg/s1600/IMG_0226.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eT2S8hvl6sw/Tu6uTlyKCwI/AAAAAAAALGo/M930gFoeEqg/s640/IMG_0226.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lizzie made a "massage shirt" for her dad.&amp;nbsp; We used it for the first time tonight and it seemed to work fine.&amp;nbsp; As a sidenote, when Andrew first saw it he commented that it was funny that the bottom of the shirt (the southern most parking lot) look like a bum.&amp;nbsp; It was not intentional (and unnoticed till Drew pointed it out).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Mp8PAqvB3I/Tu6uWefJ5PI/AAAAAAAALGw/MeZvEQGXSSU/s1600/IMG_0232.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Mp8PAqvB3I/Tu6uWefJ5PI/AAAAAAAALGw/MeZvEQGXSSU/s640/IMG_0232.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-96m3wJ-vLQQ/TwJ9YLU5MvI/AAAAAAAALms/zSPhTW1BtGg/s1600/IMG_9840.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-96m3wJ-vLQQ/TwJ9YLU5MvI/AAAAAAAALms/zSPhTW1BtGg/s640/IMG_9840.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AllxWs8VGYg/TwJ9bENIpkI/AAAAAAAALm0/JzwRG1pH4o8/s1600/IMG_9845.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AllxWs8VGYg/TwJ9bENIpkI/AAAAAAAALm0/JzwRG1pH4o8/s640/IMG_9845.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Alaina made worry balls for her sisters out of rice and balloons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-frx9N-vMIOc/Tu6oqIG1nKI/AAAAAAAALF4/B3cuh9eAxxw/s1600/IMG_0110.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-frx9N-vMIOc/Tu6oqIG1nKI/AAAAAAAALF4/B3cuh9eAxxw/s400/IMG_0110.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CwbH6ndGyI8/Tu6ou_EbfEI/AAAAAAAALGE/8KMaEg3cBK8/s1600/IMG_0113.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CwbH6ndGyI8/Tu6ou_EbfEI/AAAAAAAALGE/8KMaEg3cBK8/s400/IMG_0113.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I let her make one for herself too because I worried that she wouldn't be able to give up the others without it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O0JJHw_LRrc/Tu6oyyAPzSI/AAAAAAAALGM/hqdpctyADeU/s1600/IMG_0122.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O0JJHw_LRrc/Tu6oyyAPzSI/AAAAAAAALGM/hqdpctyADeU/s640/IMG_0122.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lizzie made t-shirts for her sisters (we printed her drawings onto iron-transfer paper).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ij2DRcxlyJM/TvzaoCbgkrI/AAAAAAAALfQ/lyx33iZ7MUQ/s1600/IMG_9590.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ij2DRcxlyJM/TvzaoCbgkrI/AAAAAAAALfQ/lyx33iZ7MUQ/s640/IMG_9590.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-axd-zEi3EU8/TwJxvnsEyhI/AAAAAAAALl8/VetLBhr5Rm4/s1600/IMG_9818.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HJk9iAK5i40/TwJx0l1agkI/AAAAAAAALmM/fasvmWPKAcQ/s1600/IMG_9839.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HJk9iAK5i40/TwJx0l1agkI/AAAAAAAALmM/fasvmWPKAcQ/s640/IMG_9839.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I had nine things on my "homemade to do" list.&amp;nbsp; I ended up finishing four of them (with lots of help from Andrew, of course): the nativity costumes, a set of beanbags, the playhouse frame, and a wardrobe for the dress-ups.&amp;nbsp; The wardrobe was a &lt;a href="http://www.habitat.org/restores/"&gt;Restore &lt;/a&gt;find.&amp;nbsp; Only $6 for an ikea cupboard and $1.50 for a set of four castors.&amp;nbsp; Andrew attached the castors, I spray painted the cupboard, and then Andrew re-sprayed it (he'd say "fixed").&amp;nbsp; When Drew saw my initial work he noticed all the drip marks and said, "What happened?&amp;nbsp; Didn't you read the instructions before you started painting?"&amp;nbsp; My response was, "Of course I didn't read the instructions.&amp;nbsp; Isn't spray paint pretty much self-explanatory?"&amp;nbsp; Anywho, the girlies love their cabinet and I suppose it's good that I'm learning on play furniture and not the girl's actual bedroom furniture (which is next on our repaint list).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LAQZtXHrj9g/TwJ6Zu4rPmI/AAAAAAAALmg/yTJ_vcpRNdI/s1600/IMG_9837.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LAQZtXHrj9g/TwJ6Zu4rPmI/AAAAAAAALmg/yTJ_vcpRNdI/s640/IMG_9837.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-3860136437082201700?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/3860136437082201700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=3860136437082201700' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/3860136437082201700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/3860136437082201700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2012/01/homemade-christmas.html' title='Homemade Christmas'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nC7wymnAyx8/Tu6uOMPQ5KI/AAAAAAAALGY/IrGudrT1S5g/s72-c/IMG_0192.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-2351031149507044703</id><published>2011-12-31T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T19:09:50.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The stockings: They were full of exciting things like hair clips, rubber bands, toothbrushes, and toothpaste.&amp;nbsp; Oh, and some candy and glow sticks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l6cCOqADVMU/Tvza6OlungI/AAAAAAAALfc/qlvmm8bM9B4/s640/IMG_9468.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t6Kztch5KX4/TvzbAyytq9I/AAAAAAAALfs/m1rLfPakmd8/s1600/IMG_9472.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t6Kztch5KX4/TvzbAyytq9I/AAAAAAAALfs/m1rLfPakmd8/s640/IMG_9472.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I wanted to wait until after church (started at 11 a.m.) to open presents.&amp;nbsp; Andrew (and everyone else I talked to) said that was mean and unrealistic.&amp;nbsp; My mom reminded me that when I was little we once had to go to all three hours of church before opening our presents.&amp;nbsp; I reasoned that since I didn't even remember that Christmas it clearly wasn't that big of deal.&amp;nbsp; But, in the end we had enough time to open gifts and get to church pretty much on time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zlxvzIG0cNU/TvzbNoqJBUI/AAAAAAAALgI/1KJtlB1oaA4/s1600/IMG_9478.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zlxvzIG0cNU/TvzbNoqJBUI/AAAAAAAALgI/1KJtlB1oaA4/s640/IMG_9478.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KqC-gGOMG-w/TvzbQmGgpgI/AAAAAAAALgQ/DLf1N7beHNk/s1600/IMG_9479.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KqC-gGOMG-w/TvzbQmGgpgI/AAAAAAAALgQ/DLf1N7beHNk/s640/IMG_9479.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Liz unwrapped her gifts pretty quickly.&amp;nbsp; Then, she unwrapped all of Ellie's gifts because Elle just wasn't interested in doing it herself.&amp;nbsp; Finally she unwrapped Alaina's last few presents--at Alaina's request--because Laines was more interested in the presents she had already opened.&amp;nbsp; I guess Santa didn't need to stress about the two older girls having similar amounts of gifts to open after all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UEkk_UM_hPg/TvzbkSa9f9I/AAAAAAAALgg/8i5GV3nu4Is/s640/IMG_9481.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QtUbTPPm4WE/TvzbnWNtgiI/AAAAAAAALgo/w5-UViNCAaE/s1600/IMG_9482.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QtUbTPPm4WE/TvzbnWNtgiI/AAAAAAAALgo/w5-UViNCAaE/s640/IMG_9482.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The girls wanted their toys removed from the packaging pretty much immediately--quite possibly the least pleasant part of Christmas for me (those things are so secure!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RdrQATNR30I/TvzbqIc8SOI/AAAAAAAALgw/3dfcAXVlsrs/s1600/IMG_9486.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gZixaLzoj1E/Tvzb49afjEI/AAAAAAAALhM/IqyeQw9Z9Ro/s1600/IMG_9489.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gZixaLzoj1E/Tvzb49afjEI/AAAAAAAALhM/IqyeQw9Z9Ro/s640/IMG_9489.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ellie's favorite gift was probably her baby doll from Nana &amp;amp; Papa--I knew she'd like because I watched her trying to pull one from the bottom of a stack at Costco (total movie moment, the stack started to fall on her, but I caught it just in time).&amp;nbsp; Gabrielle also got a set of crib sheets, a pair of shoes, some large toddler legos, and a tea set.&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C4Q2jT6DEGg/Tv1Zolyh56I/AAAAAAAALiI/qMik_cdCkKg/s640/IMG_9495.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VtfwCbTOeFQ/Tv1Z1ILehgI/AAAAAAAALik/7YjdborJwz8/s1600/IMG_9501.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VtfwCbTOeFQ/Tv1Z1ILehgI/AAAAAAAALik/7YjdborJwz8/s400/IMG_9501.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mA7gBe5yE4o/Tv1Z3ioMzNI/AAAAAAAALis/C7t4qbPMbxg/s1600/IMG_9502.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mA7gBe5yE4o/Tv1Z3ioMzNI/AAAAAAAALis/C7t4qbPMbxg/s400/IMG_9502.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lainey's favorite gift is a toss up between her Disney nightgowns, her "Rapunzel and her prince" dolls, and her "American Doll" (a knock-off).&amp;nbsp; She also got a couple play food sets and an American Girl doll pet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZEPW4iFFUaU/Tv1Z6XCTZxI/AAAAAAAALi0/S-CPoywhZAQ/s1600/IMG_9505.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZEPW4iFFUaU/Tv1Z6XCTZxI/AAAAAAAALi0/S-CPoywhZAQ/s640/IMG_9505.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lizzie's favorite Christmas gift was her Mulan barbie (or barbie-ish doll). She also got a bike, a horse (knock-off) and couple pets for her American girl doll, and a couple Lego Creator sets.&amp;nbsp; The Creator series is my favorite Lego series because kids can make three things from the pieces in each box.&amp;nbsp; They kept Liz busy building and rebuilding all the following week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gOeGa52V2sQ/Tv1aN5R3u5I/AAAAAAAALjU/1VycEdFiJBo/s1600/IMG_9515.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gOeGa52V2sQ/Tv1aN5R3u5I/AAAAAAAALjU/1VycEdFiJBo/s640/IMG_9515.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once the kids had opened all their presents, we moved them from the living room to the "nook" so we could open our own gifts in relative peace.&amp;nbsp; I gave Drew ski and barbecue stuff.&amp;nbsp; He gave me clothes, a Harvey bag, and an iPad (along with the "boring" stuff I requested: garments, a salad spinner, and cancel-the-internet-on-my-phone).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kepFh7Cjg5A/Tv5GSq4yksI/AAAAAAAALlg/_WlFgBDy56Y/s1600/IMG_9510.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kepFh7Cjg5A/Tv5GSq4yksI/AAAAAAAALlg/_WlFgBDy56Y/s640/IMG_9510.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tired parent pictures by Liz:&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FKATaUT9gqA/Tv1aYFuy2gI/AAAAAAAALjo/UXlXDykxxXg/s640/IMG_9523.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--IrqqnWNAfA/Tv1aaxrnhpI/AAAAAAAALjw/Vyc2gpLwFpY/s1600/IMG_9535.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--IrqqnWNAfA/Tv1aaxrnhpI/AAAAAAAALjw/Vyc2gpLwFpY/s640/IMG_9535.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Holiday Garb:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fpittx7qr24/Tv1a9eO_bGI/AAAAAAAALkI/CWUOLCmzxVE/s1600/IMG_9543.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fpittx7qr24/Tv1a9eO_bGI/AAAAAAAALkI/CWUOLCmzxVE/s640/IMG_9543.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I told Liz to crouch down so I could get a tighter shot of the girls, not expecting Alaina to do the same thing--funny result though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GpSBgCpp8Is/Tv1bAYkuP0I/AAAAAAAALkQ/Pg2Qj6XYbOs/s1600/IMG_9550.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GpSBgCpp8Is/Tv1bAYkuP0I/AAAAAAAALkQ/Pg2Qj6XYbOs/s640/IMG_9550.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NqDh-KRtqv4/Tv1bDQ7-8EI/AAAAAAAALkY/18FpogdFsKk/s1600/IMG_9551.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NqDh-KRtqv4/Tv1bDQ7-8EI/AAAAAAAALkY/18FpogdFsKk/s640/IMG_9551.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After church Ellie and I napped, the older kids played and Drew did a fabulous job cooking for our annual Christmas dinner with the Pomeroys.&amp;nbsp; We had our traditional ribs, fancy mac'n cheese (this year it had bacon), rolls, and such.&amp;nbsp; It was a lovely day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_5q9eop4s1U/TwJxbvpoQQI/AAAAAAAALlw/rfS6PxqqQhc/s1600/IMG_9554.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_5q9eop4s1U/TwJxbvpoQQI/AAAAAAAALlw/rfS6PxqqQhc/s640/IMG_9554.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-2351031149507044703?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/2351031149507044703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=2351031149507044703' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/2351031149507044703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/2351031149507044703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-day.html' title='Christmas Day'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l6cCOqADVMU/Tvza6OlungI/AAAAAAAALfc/qlvmm8bM9B4/s72-c/IMG_9468.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-8270415786516750779</id><published>2011-12-30T13:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T15:34:29.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Elves at Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We wrapped all the presents days before Christmas so all we had to do was stuff the stockings and set everything out (still was a late night though).&amp;nbsp; &lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FIqJDw1-Jws/TvzSh4Wl8zI/AAAAAAAALdk/L0N6NReIIes/s640/1+night+b+%25282%2529.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Santa didn't have enough labels for his presents (and he didn't want buy any more) so he wrapped all the girls gifts in different paper.&amp;nbsp; The knew which pile was theirs because each girl woke up to a present in her bed (book) with the same paper.&amp;nbsp; Their in-bed presents had tags instructing them to "open immediately." The idea is they'll read in bed for a little bit and allow their parents to sleep longer.&amp;nbsp; It worked, but we were still up earlier than I wanted to be.&amp;nbsp; Next time I'm going to tell them that they have to stay in their rooms till 8 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-clHx7YdSJ1o/TvzSlYlksZI/AAAAAAAALds/F2ZZYOtc2AU/s1600/1+night+b+%25283%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-clHx7YdSJ1o/TvzSlYlksZI/AAAAAAAALds/F2ZZYOtc2AU/s640/1+night+b+%25283%2529.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;See how happy Drew is in his sexy candy cane jammies?&amp;nbsp; He doesn't look too happy, right?&amp;nbsp; Well, he's a little tired, but mostly he's upset about&amp;nbsp; .&amp;nbsp; .&amp;nbsp; .&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BIGWqYC4-Ao/TvzSopVHBeI/AAAAAAAALd0/IMthMOnV1zo/s1600/1+night+b+%25284%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BIGWqYC4-Ao/TvzSopVHBeI/AAAAAAAALd0/IMthMOnV1zo/s640/1+night+b+%25284%2529.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This.&amp;nbsp; I decided to reorganize the basement to better accommodate the girl's new playhouse and dress-up wardrobe.&amp;nbsp; Problem is I decided to do this at about 11 p.m. (reasoning that I could complete it in about an hour--I couldn't).&amp;nbsp; This is what it looked like around midnight when Drew went to bed without me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kf-So7W4xyk/TvzZ0cxdYhI/AAAAAAAALeo/pH1sdkLjrtc/s640/1+night+b+%25285%2529.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;About 1:30 a.m. Liz came down to the basement with her wrapped box in hand and said, "Guess what!&amp;nbsp; Snta got me a new bike!"&amp;nbsp; I bundled her off to bed (after a picture of course) and went to sleep myself (agonizing that by being up I had somehow given away the whole Santa thing and spoiled Christmas for her).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e_fg9JO4PhI/TvzaGCQkUbI/AAAAAAAALe4/nRtfYJ9s8mU/s640/1+night+b+%25286%2529.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, and that bike she was so excited about was very unpopular Monday afternoon when I she tried to ride it (maybe we should have gone with training wheels but this model was super cheap). &amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7NZ3nTfOJW0/TvzaIojbocI/AAAAAAAALfA/ihsR_Z1DguY/s1600/1+night+c.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7NZ3nTfOJW0/TvzaIojbocI/AAAAAAAALfA/ihsR_Z1DguY/s640/1+night+c.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-8270415786516750779?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/8270415786516750779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=8270415786516750779' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/8270415786516750779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/8270415786516750779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2011/12/elves-at-work.html' title='The Elves at Work'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FIqJDw1-Jws/TvzSh4Wl8zI/AAAAAAAALdk/L0N6NReIIes/s72-c/1+night+b+%25282%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-1981456647290895882</id><published>2011-12-29T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T20:24:01.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Acting Out the Nativity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was our first year acting out a nativity (a tradition from Drew's family that I have been wanting to carry on with my own girls).&amp;nbsp; I assembled some costumes for us (the slip is Lainey's addition).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0LFuKKCXEJs/TvwErSLiQMI/AAAAAAAALbQ/dqHX-BThjEo/s640/IMG_0452.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alaina was excited about being the angel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gTfm6zL5gbo/TvwEuPnVSXI/AAAAAAAALbY/LKWnbamKZMM/s1600/IMG_0455.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gTfm6zL5gbo/TvwEuPnVSXI/AAAAAAAALbY/LKWnbamKZMM/s640/IMG_0455.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She was also excited about acting out the story, she just didn't want me to take any pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EAA-XOT45Sw/TvwExHr5CpI/AAAAAAAALbg/hwAyvWgbEbY/s1600/IMG_0458.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EAA-XOT45Sw/TvwExHr5CpI/AAAAAAAALbg/hwAyvWgbEbY/s640/IMG_0458.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I was Mary (I thought for sure Liz and Laines would fight over this role, but no, they left it for me).&amp;nbsp; I didn't have that babydoll for long.&amp;nbsp; As soon as I put it in the manager (a baby stroller), Ellie took off with it.&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UYFmJrlXvMM/TvwFQjTugVI/AAAAAAAALbw/oJUCNdIU5dM/s640/IMG_0472.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Drew was Joseph.&amp;nbsp; He also played King Herod.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0WP2h_nB-Sc/TvwFTXT8yFI/AAAAAAAALb4/bILFN66oS1w/s1600/IMG_0475.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0WP2h_nB-Sc/TvwFTXT8yFI/AAAAAAAALb4/bILFN66oS1w/s640/IMG_0475.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since Ellie refused to put anything on, Lizzie got to have costume changes.&amp;nbsp; She was our shepherd and our wiseman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GvVNyYlIqow/TvwFV3FmQcI/AAAAAAAALcA/s6wDSl-BoF0/s1600/IMG_0496.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GvVNyYlIqow/TvwFV3FmQcI/AAAAAAAALcA/s6wDSl-BoF0/s640/IMG_0496.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W3LMMkHzDys/Tvwhb0xk_qI/AAAAAAAALdY/tr-Kl1MTCrk/s1600/IMG_0497.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W3LMMkHzDys/Tvwhb0xk_qI/AAAAAAAALdY/tr-Kl1MTCrk/s640/IMG_0497.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm pretty excited about the couple of sheep pillows I made for my shepherd to carry.&amp;nbsp; I got the design from &lt;a href="http://www.dana-made-it.com/2010/03/lamb-pillows.html"&gt;this &lt;/a&gt;blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E6N4IizqU2c/TvwF8oLa1HI/AAAAAAAALc4/fiEGZULgxeg/s1600/IMG_0515.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E6N4IizqU2c/TvwF8oLa1HI/AAAAAAAALc4/fiEGZULgxeg/s640/IMG_0515.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tuPDu0Yt-q8/TvwF3Pz6JBI/AAAAAAAALck/jMYqjxeOQQY/s1600/IMG_0486.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;The following shots are by Liz.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tuPDu0Yt-q8/TvwF3Pz6JBI/AAAAAAAALck/jMYqjxeOQQY/s1600/IMG_0486.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tuPDu0Yt-q8/TvwF3Pz6JBI/AAAAAAAALck/jMYqjxeOQQY/s640/IMG_0486.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hSF6p1ItjgE/TvwF0dQwVTI/AAAAAAAALcc/gInhVN_kHto/s1600/IMG_0483.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hSF6p1ItjgE/TvwF0dQwVTI/AAAAAAAALcc/gInhVN_kHto/s640/IMG_0483.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vN73nigvCfQ/TvwF5WU56qI/AAAAAAAALcs/DLRQplmPnmk/s1600/IMG_0488.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vN73nigvCfQ/TvwF5WU56qI/AAAAAAAALcs/DLRQplmPnmk/s640/IMG_0488.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I finally figured out how to post videos again.&amp;nbsp; Here are some clips of our nativity play:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/iEZb6CFx3rQ/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iEZb6CFx3rQ?version=3&amp;f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iEZb6CFx3rQ?version=3&amp;f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas Eve morning the kids woke up to this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v8q14tSZouA/Tvv_Hgb9S9I/AAAAAAAALYY/_AyA1aa2v0I/s1600/IMG_0414.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v8q14tSZouA/Tvv_Hgb9S9I/AAAAAAAALYY/_AyA1aa2v0I/s640/IMG_0414.JPG" width="640" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;Andrew and I had assembled the frame as part of our "homemade Christmas gifts" using &lt;a href="http://www.angryjuliemonday.com/2011/08/01/pvc-pipe-fort-tutorial/"&gt;this &lt;/a&gt;tutorial.&amp;nbsp; Aunt Carrie (Drew's sister) made the amazing cover. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DH1WWdRRzIA/Tvv_EvpxKDI/AAAAAAAALYQ/MX1UcXopFIo/s1600/IMG_0412.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DH1WWdRRzIA/Tvv_EvpxKDI/AAAAAAAALYQ/MX1UcXopFIo/s640/IMG_0412.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The girls loved it!&amp;nbsp; And it inspired Liz to learn her address.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j6XVNtNAFIw/Tvv_0DfmNFI/AAAAAAAALY8/eB36cS4LI2E/s1600/IMG_0418.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j6XVNtNAFIw/Tvv_0DfmNFI/AAAAAAAALY8/eB36cS4LI2E/s640/IMG_0418.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So while the girls played, Drew ran one last errand and I finished up the nativity costumes.&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eFLQEP0QTqM/Tvv_NSanJHI/AAAAAAAALYs/Dqrx_Y8mrI0/s640/IMG_0420.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In the evening we went to a friend's house for a dinner of appetizers (very nice), then back home for holiday routine: jammies and reading the nativity (this time we acted it out).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CnZzsPdyju8/TvwAJfP600I/AAAAAAAALZo/fqGOYqJzV2A/s1600/IMG_0447.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CnZzsPdyju8/TvwAJfP600I/AAAAAAAALZo/fqGOYqJzV2A/s640/IMG_0447.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BQAx1qYBf-U/Tvv_5oP2tII/AAAAAAAALZM/csK4TKAphrU/s1600/IMG_0444.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BQAx1qYBf-U/Tvv_5oP2tII/AAAAAAAALZM/csK4TKAphrU/s640/IMG_0444.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alaina wasn't sure about her jammies (she prefers nightgowns).&amp;nbsp; Liz loved hers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xfvogE-Zmp8/TvwAMvsCbaI/AAAAAAAALZw/BuSD3vZqCcw/s1600/IMG_0449.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xfvogE-Zmp8/TvwAMvsCbaI/AAAAAAAALZw/BuSD3vZqCcw/s400/IMG_0449.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HQQc9tr4UBA/TvwAPQCoANI/AAAAAAAALZ4/3_IY2j0WYTg/s1600/IMG_0450.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HQQc9tr4UBA/TvwAPQCoANI/AAAAAAAALZ4/3_IY2j0WYTg/s400/IMG_0450.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, looking at this picture I now have some idea why Lainey makes such weird faces in her pictures.&amp;nbsp; Monkey see, monkey do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cE_mQgFISDE/TvwA28cpSkI/AAAAAAAALaU/A_95Zaijfbk/s1600/IMG_0500.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cE_mQgFISDE/TvwA28cpSkI/AAAAAAAALaU/A_95Zaijfbk/s640/IMG_0500.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xurys4-AzJM/TvwB9KbnfhI/AAAAAAAALas/oAN45SWU4b0/s1600/IMG_0507.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yXm7-We7fSA/TvwCAShXxKI/AAAAAAAALa0/97_OwyN5M5w/s1600/IMG_0508.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-7253499159271663026?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/7253499159271663026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=7253499159271663026' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/7253499159271663026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/7253499159271663026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas Eve'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v8q14tSZouA/Tvv_Hgb9S9I/AAAAAAAALYY/_AyA1aa2v0I/s72-c/IMG_0414.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-3088940026794391326</id><published>2011-12-28T21:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T21:29:59.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Stockings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I really want these Christmas stocking holders from Pottery Barn, but they're $30 a pop so this year I decided to go a different route: generic holders and simple DIY labels (b/c our non-individualized socks require labels).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="288" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dG2zKOzMBxg/Tvvsb0Is3aI/AAAAAAAALUk/MZteBLkZ9UI/s320/1+face+a.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We went with Santa beard pictures for the labels.&amp;nbsp; My family didn't exactly understand the need for a theme, but they went along with it anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sVJVb8koBmY/Tvvsd83nyqI/AAAAAAAALUs/a98ETRhw8SQ/s1600/1+face+b.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sVJVb8koBmY/Tvvsd83nyqI/AAAAAAAALUs/a98ETRhw8SQ/s640/1+face+b.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Even Andrew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6qsWm7SI8NY/TvvslkGuTJI/AAAAAAAALVI/9RsUZsIAlKY/s1600/1+face+cc+%25282%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6qsWm7SI8NY/TvvslkGuTJI/AAAAAAAALVI/9RsUZsIAlKY/s640/1+face+cc+%25282%2529.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xLkwMdp98FQ/Tvvs4Q0ukmI/AAAAAAAALVY/0m7X7aLHDmE/s1600/1+face+cc+%25283%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xLkwMdp98FQ/Tvvs4Q0ukmI/AAAAAAAALVY/0m7X7aLHDmE/s640/1+face+cc+%25283%2529.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The littlest girls had trouble positioning their beards properly (or cooperating at all)&amp;nbsp; .&amp;nbsp; .&amp;nbsp; .&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbtOxM_6OOo/Tvvs7JK_M5I/AAAAAAAALVg/Cvl7NvEjq0U/s1600/1+face+d.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbtOxM_6OOo/Tvvs7JK_M5I/AAAAAAAALVg/Cvl7NvEjq0U/s640/1+face+d.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;So one day, after Ellie had happily fed herself yogurt for lunch, I decided to do an impromptu Santa shot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hnXzNJYRBtc/Tvvs9hsFRyI/AAAAAAAALVo/vjMjmTcZGDQ/s1600/1+face+f.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hnXzNJYRBtc/Tvvs9hsFRyI/AAAAAAAALVo/vjMjmTcZGDQ/s640/1+face+f.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Unfortunately she didn't like the hat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pCm-ak37KK4/Tvvs__0dGFI/AAAAAAAALVw/kRoDS7L5rHM/s1600/1+face+g+%25281%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pCm-ak37KK4/Tvvs__0dGFI/AAAAAAAALVw/kRoDS7L5rHM/s640/1+face+g+%25281%2529.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cGKG8MRNjWc/TvvuelKFXqI/AAAAAAAALW0/W1hRDSyt9YA/s1600/1+face+g+%25282%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cGKG8MRNjWc/TvvuelKFXqI/AAAAAAAALW0/W1hRDSyt9YA/s640/1+face+g+%25282%2529.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;But eventually I got a usable shot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WTvLb9IKuVA/Tvvug2uSb_I/AAAAAAAALW8/oHKPbfEA9SY/s1600/1+face+g+%25283%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WTvLb9IKuVA/Tvvug2uSb_I/AAAAAAAALW8/oHKPbfEA9SY/s640/1+face+g+%25283%2529.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I improvised Alaina's shot as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zGQYcloVSzM/TvvujoDG0QI/AAAAAAAALXE/iljc-K1rWdU/s1600/1+face+gg+%25281%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zGQYcloVSzM/TvvujoDG0QI/AAAAAAAALXE/iljc-K1rWdU/s640/1+face+gg+%25281%2529.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really liked the way are pictures looked on the stockings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-50Os9-05YKQ/Tvvu6cDbfLI/AAAAAAAALX0/5-WDapOODxE/s1600/1+face+h+%25283%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-50Os9-05YKQ/Tvvu6cDbfLI/AAAAAAAALX0/5-WDapOODxE/s640/1+face+h+%25283%2529.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3aGv6u5WkAM/Tvvu9gi-fPI/AAAAAAAALYA/Xe91kuz1ptM/s1600/1+face+h+%25284%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3aGv6u5WkAM/Tvvu9gi-fPI/AAAAAAAALYA/Xe91kuz1ptM/s640/1+face+h+%25284%2529.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-3088940026794391326?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/3088940026794391326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=3088940026794391326' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/3088940026794391326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/3088940026794391326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2011/12/stockings.html' title='The Stockings'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dG2zKOzMBxg/Tvvsb0Is3aI/AAAAAAAALUk/MZteBLkZ9UI/s72-c/1+face+a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-4167933810399598006</id><published>2011-12-24T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T07:42:00.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>longwood</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A couple weeks ago I enjoyed a day off at Longwood Gardens.&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Svrz1I08Qvw/Tukdbweu_aI/AAAAAAAAK8c/NfFh0HhtmH0/s640/a+%25282%2529.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I went with my good friend, Jessica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-boHNUA_fAes/Tukdff2LtkI/AAAAAAAAK8k/XEYGkCzluuA/s1600/a+%25283%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-boHNUA_fAes/Tukdff2LtkI/AAAAAAAAK8k/XEYGkCzluuA/s640/a+%25283%2529.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was so fun to wander all around the festive grounds with Jess because she knows a lot more about plants than I do and she helped me appreciate them more.&amp;nbsp; I didn't even know what paper whites were, but now I'm totally going to grow some next Christmas.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vCNceQRy_TA/Tukd1aaN9_I/AAAAAAAAK9c/Mz27L2-J1KY/s1600/aa+%25286%2529.JPG" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vCNceQRy_TA/Tukd1aaN9_I/AAAAAAAAK9c/Mz27L2-J1KY/s640/aa+%25286%2529.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yT64p0JTk64/Tukdy9_R25I/AAAAAAAAK9U/nxFKg-Li6_o/s1600/aa+%25285%2529.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yT64p0JTk64/Tukdy9_R25I/AAAAAAAAK9U/nxFKg-Li6_o/s640/aa+%25285%2529.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vCNceQRy_TA/Tukd1aaN9_I/AAAAAAAAK9c/Mz27L2-J1KY/s1600/aa+%25286%2529.JPG" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was amazed by all the details.&amp;nbsp; Every room in the conservatory had holiday details. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U5DGDNq4pBA/Tuke8oWlBvI/AAAAAAAALAc/Ke60dQO5mGQ/s640/aa+%252824%2529.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There were Christmas trees galore inside.&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q2bw8bBhucE/Tukdq5SXmSI/AAAAAAAAK9A/klhOnRq16Zw/s640/aa+%25283%2529.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I especially liked the one composed of cacti and silver plants&amp;nbsp; .&amp;nbsp; .&amp;nbsp; .&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zR4pURMdjes/Tukd-4SEyPI/AAAAAAAAK90/tp0IMTAPiJU/s1600/aa+%25288%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zR4pURMdjes/Tukd-4SEyPI/AAAAAAAAK90/tp0IMTAPiJU/s640/aa+%25288%2529.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The parsley tree (parsley!!!)&amp;nbsp; .&amp;nbsp; .&amp;nbsp; .&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gonUp1SH58I/TukegcoLazI/AAAAAAAAK_M/-TfM-sIbPTE/s1600/aa+%252816%2529.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gonUp1SH58I/TukegcoLazI/AAAAAAAAK_M/-TfM-sIbPTE/s640/aa+%252816%2529.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and the giant herbal wreath (so fragrant).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_mG_fEqNfg/TukebVKwpFI/AAAAAAAAK_A/kN3L3ZjhySs/s1600/aa+%252815%2529.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_mG_fEqNfg/TukebVKwpFI/AAAAAAAAK_A/kN3L3ZjhySs/s640/aa+%252815%2529.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The decor continued outside.&amp;nbsp; My favs were the natural decor tree (loved the dried oranges because it reminded me of a tree my mom did when I was a little kid) .&amp;nbsp; .&amp;nbsp; .&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4tTFO9MwZtI/Tukdi--4Y2I/AAAAAAAAK8s/zpKT81C2YfM/s1600/aa+%25281%2529.JPG" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4tTFO9MwZtI/Tukdi--4Y2I/AAAAAAAAK8s/zpKT81C2YfM/s640/aa+%25281%2529.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the giant gourd tree&amp;nbsp; .&amp;nbsp; .&amp;nbsp; .&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3M4yB5Kvpg/TukfGVvW4ZI/AAAAAAAALA4/AEnYs209xVM/s640/aa+%252827%2529.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iKa7kNt7Brc/TukfJVVL4tI/AAAAAAAALBA/96R5aLPdTMk/s1600/aa+%252828%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iKa7kNt7Brc/TukfJVVL4tI/AAAAAAAALBA/96R5aLPdTMk/s640/aa+%252828%2529.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The pinecone tree (in one of the tree houses--they were all decorated).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xhTfqE3kSaw/TukfSq7yd3I/AAAAAAAALBY/1pesEVsnhZ8/s1600/aa+%252830%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xhTfqE3kSaw/TukfSq7yd3I/AAAAAAAALBY/1pesEVsnhZ8/s640/aa+%252830%2529.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e24-Ra3sZ1k/TukfM9d9tEI/AAAAAAAALBM/gGMFh4c7ado/s1600/aa+%252829%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e24-Ra3sZ1k/TukfM9d9tEI/AAAAAAAALBM/gGMFh4c7ado/s640/aa+%252829%2529.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And since I was kid-free that day I was able to explore parts of the grounds that I never been to such as this back field.&amp;nbsp; Lovely, just lovely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mEXDD1rEijE/Tukfh2lHugI/AAAAAAAALB4/oJ6_gSgQYpI/s1600/aa+%252833%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mEXDD1rEijE/Tukfh2lHugI/AAAAAAAALB4/oJ6_gSgQYpI/s640/aa+%252833%2529.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I loved the green grass path cutting through a big brown field.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EEMn_WYm4_g/Tukf1DFgL_I/AAAAAAAALCw/KSlS3W20Sik/s1600/ab+%25284%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EEMn_WYm4_g/Tukf1DFgL_I/AAAAAAAALCw/KSlS3W20Sik/s640/ab+%25284%2529.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday after Liz finished up with school the girls and I went downtown to the the &lt;a href="http://www.usbg.gov/"&gt;United States Botanic Garden&lt;/a&gt; (which I had been referring to as the "Botanical Gardens" like a dope for at least the last 10 years).&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9P0_hiuxe-c/TvXbYSgddEI/AAAAAAAALSI/yJocUqnRf1A/s1600/IMG_0364.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9P0_hiuxe-c/TvXbYSgddEI/AAAAAAAALSI/yJocUqnRf1A/s640/IMG_0364.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The kids loved seeing the holiday display: lots of trains, a large decorated tree, and my favorite, buildings constructed from plant material.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z5ntfkRYsgU/TvVAdTRHb1I/AAAAAAAALOU/MrLya_0HCJg/s640/IMG_0333.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;In the past we've encountered a lot of crowds, but this year it wasn't bad at all.&amp;nbsp; I think a weekday afternoon was the perfect time to go (on Thursdays they stay open till 8 p.m. because they offer free concerts in the atrium).&amp;nbsp; Next shot: porcupine palace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GB0ie-4Hn9Y/TvVAhGlIp8I/AAAAAAAALOc/MpwlvfVRafo/s1600/IMG_0335.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GB0ie-4Hn9Y/TvVAhGlIp8I/AAAAAAAALOc/MpwlvfVRafo/s640/IMG_0335.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Liz is trying to turn upside to read the upside down placard for the possum's upside down home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P5ytOJcD9QY/TvVAlOF9OPI/AAAAAAAALOo/1rQAXw-hnIc/s1600/IMG_0338.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P5ytOJcD9QY/TvVAlOF9OPI/AAAAAAAALOo/1rQAXw-hnIc/s640/IMG_0338.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Alaina was pretty excited to see the castle (neuschwanstein) that appears every year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SLnl0U0D95c/TvVAoQRQ0kI/AAAAAAAALOw/-KZVhiwBtFI/s1600/IMG_0349.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SLnl0U0D95c/TvVAoQRQ0kI/AAAAAAAALOw/-KZVhiwBtFI/s640/IMG_0349.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;They had also created replicas of the presidents homes.&amp;nbsp; Below are Monticello &amp;amp; Mt. Vernon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_zRZUSJdH54/TvVAvsnfpjI/AAAAAAAALPE/PRZSYxVNWdQ/s1600/IMG_0351.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_zRZUSJdH54/TvVAvsnfpjI/AAAAAAAALPE/PRZSYxVNWdQ/s640/IMG_0351.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GloajO7oF6U/TvVAzcQgk5I/AAAAAAAALPM/DjCyG-JVQFM/s1600/IMG_0352.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GloajO7oF6U/TvVAzcQgk5I/AAAAAAAALPM/DjCyG-JVQFM/s640/IMG_0352.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;As always we had to stop by the hands-on room (my kids call it "the smelling room").&amp;nbsp; Oh, and yeah, Laines is wearing a leotard.&amp;nbsp; She slept in it the night before, last night, and wore it all day today as well.&amp;nbsp; We finally forced her to take it off tonight and bawled and bawled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kzPewfSo-KU/TvXbzZB58SI/AAAAAAAALSY/oXahQ2V_DIM/s1600/IMG_0353.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kzPewfSo-KU/TvXbzZB58SI/AAAAAAAALSY/oXahQ2V_DIM/s640/IMG_0353.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CkS78j3x1IU/TvXcDwiYzqI/AAAAAAAALSo/y1iqik8UQHk/s1600/IMG_0359.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CkS78j3x1IU/TvXcDwiYzqI/AAAAAAAALSo/y1iqik8UQHk/s640/IMG_0359.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_8qspjHGcA8/TvXcJ_jqW4I/AAAAAAAALSs/LqD70ZDWea4/s1600/IMG_0360.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_8qspjHGcA8/TvXcJ_jqW4I/AAAAAAAALSs/LqD70ZDWea4/s640/IMG_0360.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;After we left the Botanic Garden we walked over to see the Capitol Christmas see, something I had yet to do in my ten years in DC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U2r07EY0KIs/TvXc95v0DAI/AAAAAAAALTE/CmtUDZJPcbE/s1600/IMG_0376.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U2r07EY0KIs/TvXc95v0DAI/AAAAAAAALTE/CmtUDZJPcbE/s640/IMG_0376.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HmFv-_-KWAw/TvXdQZJKIeI/AAAAAAAALTU/s9IivFQWjWY/s1600/IMG_0371.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HmFv-_-KWAw/TvXdQZJKIeI/AAAAAAAALTU/s9IivFQWjWY/s640/IMG_0371.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We lingered at a reflecting pool on the way back to the van.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s2CxZMJYYwg/TvXdTTf4BVI/AAAAAAAALTc/GJwVDy7nk90/s1600/IMG_0392.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s2CxZMJYYwg/TvXdTTf4BVI/AAAAAAAALTc/GJwVDy7nk90/s640/IMG_0392.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Liz announced, "if we were homeless this is where I would sleep."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aVpu1nzBR6I/TvXdWJiKRhI/AAAAAAAALTk/rnRPZqkYlNY/s1600/IMG_0394.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aVpu1nzBR6I/TvXdWJiKRhI/AAAAAAAALTk/rnRPZqkYlNY/s640/IMG_0394.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At home, we had more mini helicopter flying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lVJBPI2Clko/TvXeLGYoQoI/AAAAAAAALT0/MPdgDxU2xoU/s1600/IMG_0397.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lVJBPI2Clko/TvXeLGYoQoI/AAAAAAAALT0/MPdgDxU2xoU/s640/IMG_0397.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cDyx4wv3FDY/TvXeN2a-u2I/AAAAAAAALT8/OOwE_aurFmk/s1600/IMG_0401.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cDyx4wv3FDY/TvXeN2a-u2I/AAAAAAAALT8/OOwE_aurFmk/s640/IMG_0401.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r5_3i8kn_Qw/TvXeh_5yHFI/AAAAAAAALUM/BVasaQOgPLE/s1600/IMG_0407.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r5_3i8kn_Qw/TvXeh_5yHFI/AAAAAAAALUM/BVasaQOgPLE/s640/IMG_0407.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hj_zC1cy6Lo/TvXek5Qz2DI/AAAAAAAALUU/xym0D6gCXdw/s1600/IMG_0408.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hj_zC1cy6Lo/TvXek5Qz2DI/AAAAAAAALUU/xym0D6gCXdw/s640/IMG_0408.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Today we mostly hung out together.&amp;nbsp; We started our day at the 9:20 a.m. showing of Arthur Christmas (so cute). &amp;nbsp; Then after lunch, there was a disastrous attempt to make everyone nap.&amp;nbsp; Ugh.&amp;nbsp; In the evening the girls helped me make some homemade hot chocolate mix and we cut out some ornaments for our felt tree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-3624113748939049496?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/3624113748939049496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=3624113748939049496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/3624113748939049496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/3624113748939049496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2011/12/more-christmas-activities.html' title='More Christmas Activities'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9P0_hiuxe-c/TvXbYSgddEI/AAAAAAAALSI/yJocUqnRf1A/s72-c/IMG_0364.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-5077969260389319687</id><published>2011-12-21T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T08:30:41.941-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiny Tots &amp; Tiny Helicopters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We spent the morning at a tiny tots holiday concert at a local high school (orchestra playing holiday and Disney music while costumed kids danced around in the aisles and on stage).&amp;nbsp; Alaina and her buddies loved it.&amp;nbsp; They were attentive and well-behaved.&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dgDd-5ClugE/TvLHMcB0N5I/AAAAAAAALNg/Ptya5JK2a8w/s640/IMG_0311.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ellie was pretty tired by the end of the show, but still not too bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8y65IMPKp1s/TvLHOyccCjI/AAAAAAAALNo/BFCOWvjEtTs/s1600/IMG_0313.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8y65IMPKp1s/TvLHOyccCjI/AAAAAAAALNo/BFCOWvjEtTs/s640/IMG_0313.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;In the evening Drew broke out a birthday gift from coworkers, a mini helicopter.&amp;nbsp; It was a great way to cheer the girls up after I had threatened to take Christmas away by giving all the presents Santa left them to other, better-behaved children (we made up later and hopefully they aren't damaged too much).&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_2sfFJYb8sg/TvLHRBzm78I/AAAAAAAALNw/ApQnFzh9H7U/s1600/IMG_0319.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_2sfFJYb8sg/TvLHRBzm78I/AAAAAAAALNw/ApQnFzh9H7U/s640/IMG_0319.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The girls LOVED it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-73eWXrl6dkU/TvLHToxDXmI/AAAAAAAALN4/Bj8buq3WgPs/s1600/IMG_0321.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-73eWXrl6dkU/TvLHToxDXmI/AAAAAAAALN4/Bj8buq3WgPs/s640/IMG_0321.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;After the kids went to bed,&amp;nbsp; I got to try my hand at flying it.&amp;nbsp; I crashed it a lot--sometimes into Drew--but he was pretty nice about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KD-SLxDvnN8/TvLHWpIWmqI/AAAAAAAALOE/E-o6o6SDHo8/s1600/IMG_0327.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KD-SLxDvnN8/TvLHWpIWmqI/AAAAAAAALOE/E-o6o6SDHo8/s640/IMG_0327.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Also after the kids went to bed, Drew and I wrapped all the kid's Christmas presents (well, everything but the stuff I need to pick up and finish up tomorrow).&amp;nbsp; Knowing that most everything is wrapped (I did Drew's the day before) has relieved a lot of stress. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-5077969260389319687?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/5077969260389319687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=5077969260389319687' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/5077969260389319687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/5077969260389319687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2011/12/tiny-tots-tiny-helicopters.html' title='Tiny Tots &amp; Tiny Helicopters'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dgDd-5ClugE/TvLHMcB0N5I/AAAAAAAALNg/Ptya5JK2a8w/s72-c/IMG_0311.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-2331869614652173744</id><published>2011-12-20T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T21:57:17.509-08:00</updated><title type='text'>National tree &amp; Nativity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday we went to see the NATIONAL TREE and SANTA!&amp;nbsp; It was a great time to go (4 p.m. on a weeknight).&amp;nbsp; Decent weather, virtually no line at Santa's toy shop, I easily found parking, and I was able to meet up with a couple friends and their families.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_MyobxvbTkI/TvFmHXMgVnI/AAAAAAAALLY/3oAh-AjxbI0/s1600/IMG_0263.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_MyobxvbTkI/TvFmHXMgVnI/AAAAAAAALLY/3oAh-AjxbI0/s640/IMG_0263.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;First stop: Santa's toy shop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0yrJwUPOr_s/TvFmLJLI5qI/AAAAAAAALLg/TflvDpkb1hQ/s1600/IMG_0265.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0yrJwUPOr_s/TvFmLJLI5qI/AAAAAAAALLg/TflvDpkb1hQ/s640/IMG_0265.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Liz &amp;amp; Elle where fine with Santa, but Alaina was was strangely scared (though she was fine with him a couple weeks ago).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ljstaD8q0A/TvFmSBPOxnI/AAAAAAAALL0/lb7xge08BUI/s1600/IMG_0267.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ljstaD8q0A/TvFmSBPOxnI/AAAAAAAALL0/lb7xge08BUI/s640/IMG_0267.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The tree itself was a little sad looking this year: short and lopsided.&amp;nbsp; It's new, the previous one having been badly damaged by wind last winter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1MjhiuRfb_o/TvFmVOnFQkI/AAAAAAAALL8/DO_oX0Mjb48/s1600/IMG_0269.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1MjhiuRfb_o/TvFmVOnFQkI/AAAAAAAALL8/DO_oX0Mjb48/s640/IMG_0269.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Notice Alaina's outfit.&amp;nbsp; She's wearing her nightgown (the one she wore the previous night) over her clothes.&amp;nbsp; She's such a funny kid.&amp;nbsp; Tonight when I went to check on her I saw that she was sleeping on the floor and using the rug as a blanket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c0q1iz7Lzxk/TvFmYqV_LOI/AAAAAAAALMI/qz3g3l3MyI4/s1600/IMG_0274.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c0q1iz7Lzxk/TvFmYqV_LOI/AAAAAAAALMI/qz3g3l3MyI4/s640/IMG_0274.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The kids really enjoyed the visit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zgKp4XkbU3M/TvFmarb50tI/AAAAAAAALMQ/MEiYuw-NUqg/s1600/IMG_0281.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zgKp4XkbU3M/TvFmarb50tI/AAAAAAAALMQ/MEiYuw-NUqg/s640/IMG_0281.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Alaina enjoyed herself so much that she didn't want to leave.&amp;nbsp; When I asked what was her favorite--the tree, the trains, the nativity, the Santa, or the blazing yule log (the menorah hadn't been lit up yet)--she said she liked it all.&amp;nbsp; Liz chimed in that she liked it all too and Lainey started yelling that no, only she could like it ("Only one person can like it!&amp;nbsp; It's only for one person!").&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qpawjmjfx8Q/TvFmdOvW5rI/AAAAAAAALMY/83BT3bmtXfc/s1600/IMG_0285.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qpawjmjfx8Q/TvFmdOvW5rI/AAAAAAAALMY/83BT3bmtXfc/s640/IMG_0285.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I know it's blurry, but it's the only group shot I have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L3ePcOTerpk/TvFmfERDcSI/AAAAAAAALMk/8Ju2xUp0vt8/s1600/IMG_0289.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L3ePcOTerpk/TvFmfERDcSI/AAAAAAAALMk/8Ju2xUp0vt8/s640/IMG_0289.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Ellie checking out the nativity..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z8MjGJ4QhA8/TvFmkBmmyAI/AAAAAAAALM8/xWXoLxkDGME/s1600/IMG_0292.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z8MjGJ4QhA8/TvFmkBmmyAI/AAAAAAAALM8/xWXoLxkDGME/s640/IMG_0292.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Tonight we chilled at home and made a little nativity set with a print out and toilet paper tubes.&amp;nbsp; I think it's pretty obvious which ones Laines colored (think pink).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-epMLhwZjXNU/TvFmms_G8iI/AAAAAAAALNE/oxyvh119mHM/s1600/IMG_0295.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-epMLhwZjXNU/TvFmms_G8iI/AAAAAAAALNE/oxyvh119mHM/s640/IMG_0295.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WS3hwwTvT18/TvFmpWv03KI/AAAAAAAALNM/KGvNNcxsrsU/s1600/IMG_0302.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WS3hwwTvT18/TvFmpWv03KI/AAAAAAAALNM/KGvNNcxsrsU/s640/IMG_0302.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-2331869614652173744?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/2331869614652173744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=2331869614652173744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/2331869614652173744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/2331869614652173744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2011/12/national-tree-nativity.html' title='National tree &amp; Nativity'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_MyobxvbTkI/TvFmHXMgVnI/AAAAAAAALLY/3oAh-AjxbI0/s72-c/IMG_0263.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-204668111398462389</id><published>2011-12-19T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T08:26:10.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some recent holiday activities:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We purchased (and donated) Jacob's gifts.&amp;nbsp; This year we selected traditional boy toys.&amp;nbsp; I picked a Tonka truck because it just seemed like what I'd be buying him if he lived.&amp;nbsp; Every little boy needs a Tonka truck. &lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kL1xIJNkINA/Tu7EtmFfrNI/AAAAAAAALHs/2gSr45vZgHM/s640/IMG_0179.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lainey's Joy School class performed a nativity.&amp;nbsp; Apparently Laines was really into it when they rehearsed, but when it came time to do it for the parents she pouted in the corner (because she wanted to be the &lt;i&gt;only&lt;/i&gt; Mary and she wanted to wear blue).&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6mvC8aZNvt4/Tu7E775P0rI/AAAAAAAALII/Exu6XibI3nQ/s1600/IMG_0197.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6mvC8aZNvt4/Tu7E775P0rI/AAAAAAAALII/Exu6XibI3nQ/s640/IMG_0197.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Since Lainey wouldn't put on her Mary costume, Ellie wore it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uHW2PdJOBZw/Tu7E_5cmnOI/AAAAAAAALIU/6IGlWCO-cVw/s1600/IMG_0198.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uHW2PdJOBZw/Tu7E_5cmnOI/AAAAAAAALIU/6IGlWCO-cVw/s640/IMG_0198.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We decorated sugar cookies with friends, which was very nice, and skipped two cookie exchanges thank goodness--I kind of hate those.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fHgQL2_9qBg/Tu7FLoOh0MI/AAAAAAAALIw/rK0MxTQ_oJk/s640/IMG_0219.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XdI17APhmz8/Tu7FHegvYKI/AAAAAAAALIk/Mbqyo2Yx3t0/s1600/IMG_0216.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XdI17APhmz8/Tu7FHegvYKI/AAAAAAAALIk/Mbqyo2Yx3t0/s640/IMG_0216.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; Lizzie made applesauce cinnamon ornaments with the Activity Day girls and this was her expression when she realized that Ellie had taken bites out of every one.&amp;nbsp; Andrew was a little surprised too and worried about the glue she may have ingested.&amp;nbsp; Surprisingly, Liz recovered very quickly (laughed when she saw the carnage and agreed to let me break up the remaining ornaments so they could become potpourri).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v1Jj-uYTIf8/Tu7FPMkQGwI/AAAAAAAALI4/z14-3Aj9kLI/s1600/IMG_0236.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v1Jj-uYTIf8/Tu7FPMkQGwI/AAAAAAAALI4/z14-3Aj9kLI/s640/IMG_0236.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xi2tF-lYX78/Tu7FTgvL8cI/AAAAAAAALJE/TBgJLmc88Pc/s1600/IMG_0238.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xi2tF-lYX78/Tu7FTgvL8cI/AAAAAAAALJE/TBgJLmc88Pc/s640/IMG_0238.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We've continued with that darn elf on the shelf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sxe2uHtocnU/Tu7FXD5TWqI/AAAAAAAALJQ/Np5_6JPaIvg/s1600/IMG_0239.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sxe2uHtocnU/Tu7FXD5TWqI/AAAAAAAALJQ/Np5_6JPaIvg/s640/IMG_0239.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We made some progress on our Christmas shopping list (but I still have a surprising amount to do).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cx_qoSK7fDc/Tu7OY1KF4_I/AAAAAAAALKw/skrEGDF4CJE/s640/IMG_0230.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v__i7QPHTR8/Tu7OGY2Gr1I/AAAAAAAALJw/nedYwEXliMU/s1600/IMG_0097.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We took Santa beard pictures--or at least we tried to.&amp;nbsp; The girls had trouble positioning them appropriately.&amp;nbsp; I want to use the pictures to label our stockings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SOm_G9X0Hf8/Tu7SNzXeC0I/AAAAAAAALK8/5yuSVWnWRsA/s1600/IMG_0160.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SOm_G9X0Hf8/Tu7SNzXeC0I/AAAAAAAALK8/5yuSVWnWRsA/s640/IMG_0160.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4nHb3nApP48/Tu7OLsCO6AI/AAAAAAAALKA/4sY0-V7HMA0/s1600/IMG_0105.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M5ks8310FDI/Tu7OQsJwGXI/AAAAAAAALKQ/0EI_G2-y7uo/s1600/IMG_0127.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M5ks8310FDI/Tu7OQsJwGXI/AAAAAAAALKQ/0EI_G2-y7uo/s640/IMG_0127.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We went to some holiday parties--neighborhood, ugly sweater, stay-at-home-moms, work, dinner club, all of which were very nice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kzvQo8023yQ/Tu7OIqJm4cI/AAAAAAAALJ4/xuGKLYAhf9o/s1600/IMG_0103.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kzvQo8023yQ/Tu7OIqJm4cI/AAAAAAAALJ4/xuGKLYAhf9o/s640/IMG_0103.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We enjoyed time together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4nHb3nApP48/Tu7OLsCO6AI/AAAAAAAALKA/4sY0-V7HMA0/s640/IMG_0105.JPG" width="640" /&gt;And, like a complete fool, I took the girls to the outlet mall last Saturday afternoon to look for holiday dresses.&amp;nbsp; My friend, Jessica, describes Costco on a Saturday as soul-sucking.&amp;nbsp; I think she'd say the same about Potomac Mills two days ago and she'd be absolutely right.&amp;nbsp; At least I figured out that I ordered the wrong Disney prince and princess for Lainey.&amp;nbsp; Of course, that means I have to go back now.&amp;nbsp; Ugh.&amp;nbsp; And still we have no dresses.&amp;nbsp; .&amp;nbsp; .&amp;nbsp; .&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kzvQo8023yQ/Tu7OIqJm4cI/AAAAAAAALJ4/xuGKLYAhf9o/s1600/IMG_0103.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-204668111398462389?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/204668111398462389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=204668111398462389' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/204668111398462389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/204668111398462389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2011/12/some-recent-holiday-activities.html' title='Some recent holiday activities:'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kL1xIJNkINA/Tu7EtmFfrNI/AAAAAAAALHs/2gSr45vZgHM/s72-c/IMG_0179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-1062129389900821596</id><published>2011-12-18T23:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T23:11:19.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorites from the weekend</title><content type='html'>Sending Liz and Alaina to their room for a joint time out and later finding a note Lizzie slipped under her bedroom door asking me why I was so mean and why I locked them in their room.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearing Lainey talk about people that live at vagina (I assume she meant Virginia). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making Liz play dolls with Alaina for another time out and getting scolded by Andrew for reinforcing the idea for Lizzie that playing with her sister is punishment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-1062129389900821596?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/1062129389900821596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=1062129389900821596' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/1062129389900821596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/1062129389900821596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2011/12/favorites-from-weekend.html' title='Favorites from the weekend'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-4979915363807740202</id><published>2011-12-18T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T19:50:44.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drew's birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Unfortunately it fell on a weekday this year so he still had to go to work.&amp;nbsp; Lame.&amp;nbsp; We tried to make it nice for him though. Before he left in the morning he opened his gift: a new ski carrier case.&amp;nbsp; In the evening we went to dinner with our old friends, the Davises, and they surprised us by treating.&amp;nbsp; The next morning the girls "took" Andrew to Krispie Kreme for breakfast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fJB19A2AZXc/Tu6xIFTBI3I/AAAAAAAALHY/6nv2i82YnoI/s640/IMG_0183.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ohA_JnCxrQw/Tu6xKhWl6XI/AAAAAAAALHg/YuhaXp--UbA/s1600/IMG_0185.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ohA_JnCxrQw/Tu6xKhWl6XI/AAAAAAAALHg/YuhaXp--UbA/s640/IMG_0185.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-4979915363807740202?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/4979915363807740202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=4979915363807740202' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/4979915363807740202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/4979915363807740202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2011/12/drews-birthday.html' title='Drew&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fJB19A2AZXc/Tu6xIFTBI3I/AAAAAAAALHY/6nv2i82YnoI/s72-c/IMG_0183.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-1340467976342981251</id><published>2011-12-16T15:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T15:40:55.198-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day Finalized</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I finally finished up Andrew's father's day present a couple weeks ago (and managed to present it to him last week).&amp;nbsp; I actually interviewed the girls on time, but Alaina refused to answer most questions in the initial go round and I didn't get around to interviewing her again till the fall.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, the following shots are my attempt to get a picture of them myself (instead of using a professional as in other years). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sFeWepG3nWg/Tu0dR5boKgI/AAAAAAAALFg/AlP6LpzfWig/s640/1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;My favorite interview answers from Lizzie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad always tells me: I love you more than anything in the whole entire world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing he does is: be funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he shops, my dad likes to buy: pizza, the things he wants, and things for a party with his friends that he has every night.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My dad likes to play (sports): soccer with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad looks like: daddy has brown hair, blue eyes, and a beard and I think a mustaches.&amp;nbsp; He wears jeans a lot and sometimes a tuxedo.&amp;nbsp; (Um, by tuxedo she probably means suit).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad is special because he's &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;my &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TDw1KgyI8LA/Tu0aRZV7sdI/AAAAAAAALEE/5gMh9qVh7as/s1600/IMG_7389.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TDw1KgyI8LA/Tu0aRZV7sdI/AAAAAAAALEE/5gMh9qVh7as/s640/IMG_7389.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This was Alaina's first year being interviewed.&amp;nbsp; My favorite answers from her:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love it when my dad: Daddy shakes her booty, booty.&amp;nbsp; Daddy shakes her booty bum (&amp;amp; Laina demonstrated).&amp;nbsp; In the fall her answer was, "tickles me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad always tells me: Come back here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad loves to relax by: dump Lizzie in the water so her can get a little bit wet and her my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my dad shops he likes to buy: Food.&amp;nbsp; Noodles and gnilp (milk) and groieries and you know what kind another groceries are? There a leader and cheetah and a fairy out in there.&amp;nbsp; And that what I want to do.&amp;nbsp; A dance party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad's favorite household chore is: him bring garbage can around the house and make money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad looks like: a boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad is special because: Daddy make trains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TDx9nxlbnlU/Tu0aWjtfCbI/AAAAAAAALEU/LZEvwoXnWWI/s1600/IMG_7406.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TDx9nxlbnlU/Tu0aWjtfCbI/AAAAAAAALEU/LZEvwoXnWWI/s640/IMG_7406.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-po4h_DGbvic/Tu0aZoPyBhI/AAAAAAAALEg/YZl8_apBj8U/s1600/IMG_7407.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-po4h_DGbvic/Tu0aZoPyBhI/AAAAAAAALEg/YZl8_apBj8U/s640/IMG_7407.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W4pjoDCLJKY/Tu0acI-ihdI/AAAAAAAALEo/svONPBHGEYE/s1600/IMG_7494.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W4pjoDCLJKY/Tu0acI-ihdI/AAAAAAAALEo/svONPBHGEYE/s640/IMG_7494.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y3M4IxAFX3w/Tu0bzoz5LHI/AAAAAAAALE4/XGGwSw291uI/s1600/1a+IMG_9907.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;The following shots are from the barbeque meal we treated Andrew to way back in June.&amp;nbsp; Notice the finger (lizzie's) approaching Drew's ear.&amp;nbsp; Happy Father's Day Dad!&amp;nbsp; You get a wet willie.&amp;nbsp; Aren't you glad you taught your kids about that?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y3M4IxAFX3w/Tu0bzoz5LHI/AAAAAAAALE4/XGGwSw291uI/s640/1a+IMG_9907.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;One of Lizzie's classmates hosted an American Girl Doll Christmas tea party.&amp;nbsp; So cute.&amp;nbsp; Liz loved it and I loved that she got to have such a fun experience with almost zero effort on my part--Andrew and another mom did the driving while I chilled at Longwood Gardens with a friend.&amp;nbsp; &lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ROxPMOG9e3o/TukDPSrxfmI/AAAAAAAAK8A/4xHXvbJi7v4/s640/018.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZBU1C-apvZg/TukDQgY515I/AAAAAAAAK8I/HCAYfgQUQZM/s1600/026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZBU1C-apvZg/TukDQgY515I/AAAAAAAAK8I/HCAYfgQUQZM/s640/026.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GfcsaXGAH7M/TukDR90TPqI/AAAAAAAAK8Q/HwnHgJTTgEU/s1600/028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LAST WEEKEND&lt;/b&gt; instead of unwrapping our usual holiday book, the girls unwrapped their very own ELF ON THE SHELF.&amp;nbsp; I think it's a cute tradition, Andrew thinks it's creepy, and we both agree that the elf could look better.&amp;nbsp; Still, Lizzie was so excited.&amp;nbsp; She'd heard about the elf from friends last year and was so excited to have one of her very own.&amp;nbsp; She named it Noonie (probably inspired by her cousin's toy, Mooney).&amp;nbsp; As far as the creep factor goes, Liz refused to use the toilet in her bathroom when the elf was stationed there.&amp;nbsp; When I asked her what the big deal was she was like, "&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mom&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, he's a &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;boy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;."&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KDMDV0bmd5c/TuAYvqfZ0jI/AAAAAAAAK0M/7RRNmz12G4I/s640/IMG_9778.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Andrew seemed a little surprised when he realized that we had to move that darn thing every night for a whole month.&amp;nbsp; I thought he was being silly, but we've only had it one week and I've forgotten to move it three times already.&amp;nbsp; Twice I was able to correct my mistake before Liz realized it, but the other time I remembered when she came in our room and sadly announced that Noonie was in the same spot as yesterday.&amp;nbsp; Argh!&amp;nbsp; I told her it was probably because mommy and daddy stayed up too late so he wasn't able to sneak out.&amp;nbsp; Thankfully, it seemed entirely plausible to her.&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3Hxt_grRM6I/TuAZEH_CfgI/AAAAAAAAK00/SdN6tqdHb1U/s640/IMG_9793.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We've pulled out HOLIDAY GARB from years past (yes, Lizzie's clothes from last year still fit her tiny frame).&amp;nbsp; For this shot poor Ellie was a little tired (and Lainey was too ornery to cooperate).&amp;nbsp; I should have taken the pix right before church instead of right before nap time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--9iNoDrGu0k/TuAYy3-h-AI/AAAAAAAAK0U/w6p__xBIk_E/s640/IMG_9781.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l5Q6mZvS4U4/TuAY11XQq8I/AAAAAAAAK0c/NAyN7FJSFwg/s1600/IMG_9783.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l5Q6mZvS4U4/TuAY11XQq8I/AAAAAAAAK0c/NAyN7FJSFwg/s640/IMG_9783.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uk1VLAW5i0s/TuAZJMPhYqI/AAAAAAAAK1E/ivfiXCsgXK0/s1600/IMG_9800.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We have a couple HOLIDAY CRAFTS on the agenda.&amp;nbsp; Liz made these mini trees out of spray painted pinecones. On a neighbor's tip I baked them in the oven for a bit before painting so we could kill any lurking bugs.&amp;nbsp; Still to come: a nativity made with printed coloring pages and toilet paper rolls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uk1VLAW5i0s/TuAZJMPhYqI/AAAAAAAAK1E/ivfiXCsgXK0/s1600/IMG_9800.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4OHAx_nUWGs/TuAZG6ZAviI/AAAAAAAAK08/TwGBGQRahag/s640/IMG_9795.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We FINISHED WITH THE DECOR,finally. This year I decided to start phasing out breakables.&amp;nbsp; I've already broken one of the glass balls (because I was fussily rearranging things) and today Alaina decapitated an angel from one of our nativity sets (a clay one I thought I had put safely out of reach).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QxZHS4lu0Kk/TuAZMVid-BI/AAAAAAAAK1Q/gBukhveYeqw/s1600/IMG_9826.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QxZHS4lu0Kk/TuAZMVid-BI/AAAAAAAAK1Q/gBukhveYeqw/s640/IMG_9826.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFMjPFf5dNg/TuAZQRFjffI/AAAAAAAAK1Y/ISzSfzD5eyg/s1600/IMG_9828.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This year I added framed photos to the tree (of past Christmases).&amp;nbsp; I plan to add one each year which will work perfectly because, while I want my tree to look nice, I also want it to mean something to the family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X3LSBZXtxfg/TuAiqDVMt9I/AAAAAAAAK20/vTuF5bODmqE/s1600/IMG_9871.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X3LSBZXtxfg/TuAiqDVMt9I/AAAAAAAAK20/vTuF5bODmqE/s640/IMG_9871.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;THIS WEEKEND&lt;/b&gt; we've knocked out a few holiday favorites: the free nutcracker (well, scenes of it anyway) at the National Theater, the ward party (where we saw Santa and a nativity play), and the Christmas on the Potomac fireside (Drew took the older girls, I volunteered for Ellie duty).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I thought for sure one of our kids would cry when they met Santa, but everything went smoothly.&amp;nbsp; Alaina was happily serene (not screaming and crying like last year).&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MZlgB-agqPw/TuWJyViLZ0I/AAAAAAAAK3M/chj-eNXsXrc/s1600/IMG_0011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MZlgB-agqPw/TuWJyViLZ0I/AAAAAAAAK3M/chj-eNXsXrc/s640/IMG_0011.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mhKiGGg2O3U/TuWJ1Xo03vI/AAAAAAAAK3U/vz6Yh8xyvZA/s1600/IMG_0012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mhKiGGg2O3U/TuWJ1Xo03vI/AAAAAAAAK3U/vz6Yh8xyvZA/s640/IMG_0012.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ellie didn't seem to mind Santa at all.&amp;nbsp; It may have helped that she saw Lainey go first (and if Lainey is getting attention then Gabrielle usually wants a piece of the action too).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dXNkLGycSOg/TuWJ4sXTKJI/AAAAAAAAK3c/SLdBMZkZ4jo/s1600/IMG_0016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dXNkLGycSOg/TuWJ4sXTKJI/AAAAAAAAK3c/SLdBMZkZ4jo/s640/IMG_0016.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Liz didn't want to visit Santa (I suppose since she knows he isn't the &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;real &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;one), but I made her pose for a pic with her sisters anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nMXyWxl9olA/TuWJ8LoFb3I/AAAAAAAAK3s/HsufLxHspfY/s1600/IMG_0019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nMXyWxl9olA/TuWJ8LoFb3I/AAAAAAAAK3s/HsufLxHspfY/s640/IMG_0019.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Of course Santa handed out candy canes.&amp;nbsp; I don't like 'em.&amp;nbsp; Too messy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-El0jLhrpXBw/TuWJ_YRbPfI/AAAAAAAAK30/qJ5AHDUDI2o/s1600/IMG_0028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-El0jLhrpXBw/TuWJ_YRbPfI/AAAAAAAAK30/qJ5AHDUDI2o/s640/IMG_0028.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xJ7PpAJNp4Q/TuWKCFm3OnI/AAAAAAAAK4A/UaVNSVVy9T0/s1600/IMG_0035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xJ7PpAJNp4Q/TuWKCFm3OnI/AAAAAAAAK4A/UaVNSVVy9T0/s640/IMG_0035.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The rest of the party was nice.&amp;nbsp; Good food.&amp;nbsp; It was a taco bar and even more surprisingly for us, it was really, really tasty.&amp;nbsp; We went for seconds even though we had already had similar food at Cafe Rio earlier in the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GKgKqNSzzlk/TuWKFDkM-XI/AAAAAAAAK4I/wQzsrOWbxoQ/s1600/IMG_0040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GKgKqNSzzlk/TuWKFDkM-XI/AAAAAAAAK4I/wQzsrOWbxoQ/s640/IMG_0040.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-amM_AABgQEk/TuWKIM8Ta7I/AAAAAAAAK4U/wa7oIlXq42g/s1600/IMG_0041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-amM_AABgQEk/TuWKIM8Ta7I/AAAAAAAAK4U/wa7oIlXq42g/s640/IMG_0041.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;For some reason whenever Ellie realized I was about to take a picture of her, she would crouch down.&amp;nbsp; Her version of posing perhaps?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wl1fCiHn0bQ/TuWKLXGW89I/AAAAAAAAK4c/L2h_MTcVbI4/s1600/IMG_0043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wl1fCiHn0bQ/TuWKLXGW89I/AAAAAAAAK4c/L2h_MTcVbI4/s640/IMG_0043.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YDZaEq4ylwo/TuWKOAnkc4I/AAAAAAAAK4o/r_1Obs_GSPQ/s1600/IMG_0048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YDZaEq4ylwo/TuWKOAnkc4I/AAAAAAAAK4o/r_1Obs_GSPQ/s640/IMG_0048.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0LqNO9C7Qso/TuWKQj125mI/AAAAAAAAK4w/8JVZOotSn4I/s1600/IMG_0049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0LqNO9C7Qso/TuWKQj125mI/AAAAAAAAK4w/8JVZOotSn4I/s640/IMG_0049.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lizzie enjoyed the craft table and running around with a gang of girls.&amp;nbsp; Lainey was a little clingy and wanted to be held a lot.&amp;nbsp; Ellie spent her time running and crawling around and under the tables (but at least she didn't crawl on top of them).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Iu14089ZhHQ/TuWKTeTiibI/AAAAAAAAK48/uBxaVnEudYU/s1600/IMG_0050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Iu14089ZhHQ/TuWKTeTiibI/AAAAAAAAK48/uBxaVnEudYU/s640/IMG_0050.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;When Gabrielle was on Drew's shoulders she seemed to be chanting, "mine, mine, mine" while she patted and hugged his face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OZUjjcNAKSs/TuWKWIwQ9DI/AAAAAAAAK5E/CLAz7tuHkRo/s1600/IMG_0059.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OZUjjcNAKSs/TuWKWIwQ9DI/AAAAAAAAK5E/CLAz7tuHkRo/s640/IMG_0059.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I was so, so glad that our ward did a nativity play/skit. &amp;nbsp; Just as we hoped it was completely adorable and a little hilarious too.&amp;nbsp; One of my favorite moments was during practice when the director told the lambs they could each baa once, and only once, for the entire play.&amp;nbsp; I also thought it was pretty funny when the primary prez had to sneak on stage and break up a little lamb fight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_ITnskeRdQ/TuWKer6HpPI/AAAAAAAAK5k/NY_iU0Hcnn4/s1600/IMG_0070.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_ITnskeRdQ/TuWKer6HpPI/AAAAAAAAK5k/NY_iU0Hcnn4/s640/IMG_0070.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lizzie chose to be an angel (the kids got to choose, so nice). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M_DiAvkGdaI/TuWKbp4UQNI/AAAAAAAAK5Y/ZAxy8bD3788/s640/IMG_0069.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Whenever Ellie saw Liz lingering off stage or performing on stage she would get excited and point.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GHaBws5lilc/TuWKhndC5qI/AAAAAAAAK5s/SVOYuVuBYmA/s1600/IMG_0074.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GHaBws5lilc/TuWKhndC5qI/AAAAAAAAK5s/SVOYuVuBYmA/s640/IMG_0074.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;STILL ON THE AGENDA FOR THIS SEASON&lt;/b&gt;: national tree, temple lights, botanical gardens, letters to Santa, paint holiday nails, campout under the Christmas tree&amp;nbsp; .&amp;nbsp; .&amp;nbsp; . &amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-3482644208212793740?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/3482644208212793740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=3482644208212793740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/3482644208212793740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/3482644208212793740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2011/12/holiday-traditions_11.html' title='Holiday Traditions'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KDMDV0bmd5c/TuAYvqfZ0jI/AAAAAAAAK0M/7RRNmz12G4I/s72-c/IMG_9778.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-6931679103610976032</id><published>2011-12-07T10:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T10:22:00.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Lainey update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UHcUh9-kajE/TqJZbcqpbUI/AAAAAAAAJ28/Pibp_K-hG_M/s1600/IMG_0132.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xMwXR2l3W3k/Tt9y4r1SaaI/AAAAAAAAK0E/RaoqSPlrx4U/s1600/IMG_0360.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's some more stuff I want to remember about Alaina, age 3:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She uses terms/phrases like "blah, blah, blah" and "thinger"--which greatly amuses her parents--as in, "you know that jumping thinger?" (trampoline). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UHcUh9-kajE/TqJZbcqpbUI/AAAAAAAAJ28/Pibp_K-hG_M/s1600/IMG_0132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="427" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666189609271913794" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UHcUh9-kajE/TqJZbcqpbUI/AAAAAAAAJ28/Pibp_K-hG_M/s640/IMG_0132.JPG" style="display: block; height: 267px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lainey needs naps, but she fights them so much that I gave up in the last few months.&amp;nbsp; Now she's so grumpy and naughty in the afternoon that we're trying to reinstate them.&amp;nbsp; We're hoping with more sleep, she'll tantrum less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of tantrums and sleep, Laina fights bedtime like her older sister fights mealtime, hollering things like "It's wake up time! It's wake up time!" when she sees the sky darken or her jammies in mommy's hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ClDshKlA_iY/TqBY8cgW06I/AAAAAAAAJ1Q/H1Vc3mgC4fU/s1600/IMG_0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665626126699385762" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ClDshKlA_iY/TqBY8cgW06I/AAAAAAAAJ1Q/H1Vc3mgC4fU/s400/IMG_0071.JPG" style="display: block; height: 267px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alaina loves to dance and sing, often performing both for us simultaneously.&amp;nbsp; She also leads her family in what I can only describe as cheers, instructing us to clap our hands or pump them in the air while we repeat chants with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She likes to color and to cut things with her scissors or my paper cutter.&amp;nbsp; Fortunately we haven't had any issues with her cutting clothes or hair (whew).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="427" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666189167074580978" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DMYhJ5bNKKo/TqJZBtWlmfI/AAAAAAAAJ2w/PJt7KyzmHxk/s640/mIMG_0090.JPG" style="display: block; height: 267px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lainey had her first hair cut a couple months ago on Lizzie's birthday (not counting the time I trimmed a bit of her hair with cooking shears while she was in the bath).&amp;nbsp; She was scared, but seeing Drew and Liz get trims seemed to help a little.&amp;nbsp; Sitting on her daddy's lap while the beautician worked helped the most.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She recognizes that certain words designate numbers and letters, but does not yet have the ability to recite them in proper order to to match the name with the actual number or letter. Laina also refers to the alphabet as the "l m n o p" (as opposed to the "a b c's").&amp;nbsp; Color-wise she's improved a lot and seems to know most of them.&amp;nbsp; Favorite color: pink, not too surprising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8iCZA29JyrQ/TqJZBE2M14I/AAAAAAAAJ2k/NHT417J1AvE/s1600/mIMG_0091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666189156201322370" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8iCZA29JyrQ/TqJZBE2M14I/AAAAAAAAJ2k/NHT417J1AvE/s400/mIMG_0091.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 267px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She animates her food now. While we have to encourage Lizzie eat because she is so picky, we have to encourage Alaina to eat because she is so distracted by play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lainers is way into prince and princesses right now.&amp;nbsp; When we have dance time she only wants to dance to "princess music" (her definition of which is still a little vague to me) and she usually wants someone to be the prince for her.&amp;nbsp; Alaina doesn't have any boy dolls so she designated my old Cabbage Patch doll as the prince (and another one of my childhood dolls as the princess). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EnZyicNi-NQ/TqJYnAxS9XI/AAAAAAAAJ2Y/FeD4PECpoR8/s1600/mIMG_0092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666188708430411122" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EnZyicNi-NQ/TqJYnAxS9XI/AAAAAAAAJ2Y/FeD4PECpoR8/s400/mIMG_0092.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 267px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6KG_dX6-qAs/TqBZEY4WFsI/AAAAAAAAJ1c/oTf8GYPI0r8/s1600/IMG_0132.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laina loves nursery and Joy School (she fights going, but she also fights me when it's time to leave).&amp;nbsp; She answers back to the t.v. and jumps around when the cartoon characters tell her to (Liz didn't so this is new for me).&amp;nbsp; She loves t.v. and would watch it all day long if I let her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alternates between wanting to be a big kid and a little kid as it suite her needs.&amp;nbsp; She insists that sippy cups are for babies, yet she refuses to toilet train.&amp;nbsp; Argh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-6931679103610976032?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/6931679103610976032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=6931679103610976032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/6931679103610976032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/6931679103610976032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2011/12/another-lainey-update.html' title='Another Lainey update'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UHcUh9-kajE/TqJZbcqpbUI/AAAAAAAAJ28/Pibp_K-hG_M/s72-c/IMG_0132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-2244552413890491134</id><published>2011-12-05T21:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T07:06:40.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ellie Update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ellie hit her 18 month mark a couple days after Thanksgiving and started nursery yesterday.&amp;nbsp; She did just fine (yeah!).&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ynYv6Ic2jL4/TqJbQo7OvbI/AAAAAAAAJ3U/83_vOmA_1I8/s1600/IMG_0203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="427" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666191622607388082" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ynYv6Ic2jL4/TqJbQo7OvbI/AAAAAAAAJ3U/83_vOmA_1I8/s640/IMG_0203.JPG" style="display: block; height: 267px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She's a sweetie.&amp;nbsp; She likes to cuddle, hold dolls, sit at the table (instead of her highchair), brush her teeth, copy her sisters, pull out her hair bows and rubber bands (that she actually needs now that her bangs hang in her eyes), dance,suck on her binki, and wear shoes (maybe she's obsessed with them because she only has one pair).&amp;nbsp; She can also be naughty.&amp;nbsp; She often hits, pushes, and even bites her sisters (mostly Lainey), climbs on top of the table, and she still regularly throws her food, sippy, and utensils on the ground/floor when she tires of/finishes with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fBBnwgO4cvc/TqJbQDJMsgI/AAAAAAAAJ3I/rjfWNEyaDcw/s1600/IMG_0211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="427" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666191612465426946" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fBBnwgO4cvc/TqJbQDJMsgI/AAAAAAAAJ3I/rjfWNEyaDcw/s640/IMG_0211.JPG" style="display: block; height: 267px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gabrielle's 18 month check up was last week.&amp;nbsp; Her stats: head 18.5 (64%), height 32" (62%), weight 25 lbs 8.6 oz ( 69%).&amp;nbsp; So, we're thinking that she'll probably catch up to teeny tiny Lainey pretty soon.&amp;nbsp; She's developing normal and picking up new words on a regular basis.&amp;nbsp; Frequently heard: good job, thank you, no, please, belly button, book, binki, shoes, dog, bye bye, teeth.&amp;nbsp; For yes, she says "nah" which we think is more likely her version of yeah than yes.&amp;nbsp; She growls lots.&amp;nbsp; She can quack and bark, but normally she just growls when we ask her what sounds different animals make.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-2244552413890491134?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/2244552413890491134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=2244552413890491134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/2244552413890491134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/2244552413890491134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2011/12/ellie-update.html' title='Ellie Update!'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ynYv6Ic2jL4/TqJbQo7OvbI/AAAAAAAAJ3U/83_vOmA_1I8/s72-c/IMG_0203.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-6041798360610704866</id><published>2011-12-02T19:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T22:52:51.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Traditions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today we started unwrapping our Christmas books.&amp;nbsp; My plan was to have the girls take turns and only open one each day, but it didn't quite go down that way.&amp;nbsp; Some of the books are ours, some come from the library.&amp;nbsp; In a couple weeks I'll have to re-wrap them all or grab another pile from the library.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bdkw4isxrds/TtmYPc29HKI/AAAAAAAAKyA/GNGJQDJ4Zbc/s1600/IMG_9747.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bdkw4isxrds/TtmYPc29HKI/AAAAAAAAKyA/GNGJQDJ4Zbc/s640/IMG_9747.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So cute.&amp;nbsp; I love seeing Liz read to her little sisters.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aD9f_BWokVI/TtmYX_Gj6DI/AAAAAAAAKyU/nlrtwO7mh3g/s1600/IMG_9750.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aD9f_BWokVI/TtmYX_Gj6DI/AAAAAAAAKyU/nlrtwO7mh3g/s640/IMG_9750.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She even had them act out parts of the story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WyGcfxRleFg/TtmYbtgOu0I/AAAAAAAAKyc/OoiKLz6LmDE/s1600/IMG_9753.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WyGcfxRleFg/TtmYbtgOu0I/AAAAAAAAKyc/OoiKLz6LmDE/s640/IMG_9753.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J-eD9lUc21o/TtmYoP8IJjI/AAAAAAAAKzE/nbOvLlZNHp8/s1600/IMG_9762.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J-eD9lUc21o/TtmYoP8IJjI/AAAAAAAAKzE/nbOvLlZNHp8/s640/IMG_9762.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VoGiqL0qvNI/TtmYk_yiBYI/AAAAAAAAKy4/VdqyoXHZuuY/s1600/IMG_9761.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VoGiqL0qvNI/TtmYk_yiBYI/AAAAAAAAKy4/VdqyoXHZuuY/s640/IMG_9761.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before the story ended, Ellie brought Lizzie her recorder and pretty much requested a song.&amp;nbsp; Also cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QRyRHFacCx8/TtmYiTZbfuI/AAAAAAAAKyw/JN57a0dkw7s/s1600/IMG_9759.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QRyRHFacCx8/TtmYiTZbfuI/AAAAAAAAKyw/JN57a0dkw7s/s640/IMG_9759.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Again, more sensory boxes.&amp;nbsp; I think swapping out the play pieces will become another holiday tradition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fgKa7iuWJg4/TtmYt9SIZpI/AAAAAAAAKzY/8PvAS7LjOdE/s1600/IMG_9767.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fgKa7iuWJg4/TtmYt9SIZpI/AAAAAAAAKzY/8PvAS7LjOdE/s640/IMG_9767.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It's been hard to keep Ellie away from her first Christmas tree ever.&amp;nbsp; In the shot below she's saying no, no, no because she knows she's not supposed to be touching them.&amp;nbsp; The ornament she's holding is the one Drew's sister, Cindy, gave us to remember Jacob.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YIovDQA_8Yk/TtmYxOUYaqI/AAAAAAAAKzg/9iKIW45mIgs/s1600/IMG_9771.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YIovDQA_8Yk/TtmYxOUYaqI/AAAAAAAAKzg/9iKIW45mIgs/s640/IMG_9771.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-6041798360610704866?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/6041798360610704866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=6041798360610704866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/6041798360610704866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/6041798360610704866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2011/12/holiday-traditions.html' title='Holiday Traditions'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bdkw4isxrds/TtmYPc29HKI/AAAAAAAAKyA/GNGJQDJ4Zbc/s72-c/IMG_9747.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-4747245777037076349</id><published>2011-11-30T17:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T18:13:11.699-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Sensory Boxes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I put holiday-related items our bean and rice boxes.&amp;nbsp; It kept the little girlies busy while I made dinner/cleaned and Liz did her homework.&amp;nbsp; Of course I did have to sweep up lots of rainbow rice and beans from the floor afterwards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eD2s7c1CHrk/TtbZ2B4okFI/AAAAAAAAKxs/9CjNhWNJ3BM/s640/IMG_9739.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was Ellie's first time with a sensory box and she did pretty well (once I convinced her to stop spooning rice onto the floor).&amp;nbsp; Of course she also unwrapped all the fake presents in her box and even started taking bites out of the styrofoam inside (she spit it all onto the floor).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HohGLAS0dBk/TtbZq0J5zTI/AAAAAAAAKxY/9AP6fBbx4_I/s640/IMG_9736.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-4747245777037076349?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/4747245777037076349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=4747245777037076349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/4747245777037076349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/4747245777037076349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2011/11/holiday-sensory-boxes.html' title='Holiday Sensory Boxes'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eD2s7c1CHrk/TtbZ2B4okFI/AAAAAAAAKxs/9CjNhWNJ3BM/s72-c/IMG_9739.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-7214164886575318651</id><published>2011-11-29T21:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T08:53:02.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Part II</title><content type='html'>Having tired ourselves out at Longwood Gardens the day before (with six kids in tow there was always at least one misbehaving or pouting or whining or in some other way being unpleasant), we spent Friday mostly at my brother's house (we did have a several hours break at Chick-Fil-A).&amp;nbsp; We napped, lounged, and whatnot while the children played and even put on a fashion show for us.&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j9bUkFLvTIo/TtR47vXVUCI/AAAAAAAAKpA/5ZV3mIEEf-U/s640/IMG_9626.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DIAVb_dOBZ4/TtR4-ttcdxI/AAAAAAAAKpI/DDrLL_e7suM/s1600/IMG_9629.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DIAVb_dOBZ4/TtR4-ttcdxI/AAAAAAAAKpI/DDrLL_e7suM/s640/IMG_9629.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EgK794Y990E/TtR5Bra5zHI/AAAAAAAAKpQ/PnopkgdZomA/s1600/IMG_9635.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EgK794Y990E/TtR5Bra5zHI/AAAAAAAAKpQ/PnopkgdZomA/s640/IMG_9635.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WcSWDovK5gY/TtR5Dk6DGbI/AAAAAAAAKpY/4Hq18vQk_wc/s1600/IMG_9678.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WcSWDovK5gY/TtR5Dk6DGbI/AAAAAAAAKpY/4Hq18vQk_wc/s640/IMG_9678.JPG" width="504" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hYP2pqKZFi4/TtR1njHQpXI/AAAAAAAAKnw/Urj7a4bVCB0/s640/IMG_9693.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vc6TGw0Fb7w/TtR1qhLSgzI/AAAAAAAAKn4/gmcYpRI6KHs/s1600/IMG_9697.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vc6TGw0Fb7w/TtR1qhLSgzI/AAAAAAAAKn4/gmcYpRI6KHs/s640/IMG_9697.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B7w7w0a50bA/TtR1tcCqcFI/AAAAAAAAKoA/AUJCvcRFoeA/s1600/IMG_9699.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B7w7w0a50bA/TtR1tcCqcFI/AAAAAAAAKoA/AUJCvcRFoeA/s640/IMG_9699.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On Sunday we went to Sacrament meeting then drove home, arriving in time to unpack, linger over lunch, and go on a walk during day light which was so pleasant because usually we return from weekend trips really late at night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lainey's "noodle fingers" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bH_aoZPt-hA/TtR1v0RrtNI/AAAAAAAAKoI/8AtRJ_AMgY4/s640/IMG_9701.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Family walk &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3fI8pXZqlTE/TtR0-TaDuFI/AAAAAAAAKnU/GG53jjBg04w/s640/IMG_9708.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qORVNOXS-EY/TtR1A9y_T6I/AAAAAAAAKnc/AR4UKYX6VFI/s1600/IMG_9710.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qORVNOXS-EY/TtR1A9y_T6I/AAAAAAAAKnc/AR4UKYX6VFI/s640/IMG_9710.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JlnImKvFzuk/TtR1CwwGbCI/AAAAAAAAKnk/d1PC-Ft93I0/s1600/IMG_9713.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JlnImKvFzuk/TtR1CwwGbCI/AAAAAAAAKnk/d1PC-Ft93I0/s640/IMG_9713.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In the evening we played games.&amp;nbsp; It was Lizzie's first time playing Yahtze and with typical beginners luck she (and her teammate, Drew) beat me with well over 100 points.&amp;nbsp; Below she is celebrating her Yahtze.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MRS9EkPvtMM/TtRuRdjUfYI/AAAAAAAAKms/rlu9RHx7kMo/s640/IMG_9720.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QsXDZpD_mEE/TtRuUmGn3BI/AAAAAAAAKm0/LjJicE0sXI8/s1600/IMG_9722.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QsXDZpD_mEE/TtRuUmGn3BI/AAAAAAAAKm0/LjJicE0sXI8/s640/IMG_9722.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We also played Headbanz.&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-plMmzHu3-hg/TtRuXhl_eBI/AAAAAAAAKm8/_6LqoSmF2NE/s640/IMG_9730.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D35zX3L_xBA/TtRuaZczsXI/AAAAAAAAKnI/IWTdaU6Klr8/s1600/IMG_9732.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D35zX3L_xBA/TtRuaZczsXI/AAAAAAAAKnI/IWTdaU6Klr8/s640/IMG_9732.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-7214164886575318651?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/7214164886575318651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=7214164886575318651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/7214164886575318651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/7214164886575318651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-part-ii.html' title='Thanksgiving Part II'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j9bUkFLvTIo/TtR47vXVUCI/AAAAAAAAKpA/5ZV3mIEEf-U/s72-c/IMG_9626.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-2231451549842295625</id><published>2011-11-28T22:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T23:26:57.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Part I</title><content type='html'>We went to Pennsylvania to stay with my brother and celebrate the holiday with his family.&amp;nbsp; Dinner was delicious (though as usual my kids filled up on rolls) and the company was fabulous, as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X9AhfypwVnw/TtSDRyxRunI/AAAAAAAAKvs/tfLnQkMYb90/s1600/IMG_9441.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X9AhfypwVnw/TtSDRyxRunI/AAAAAAAAKvs/tfLnQkMYb90/s640/IMG_9441.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This weird fake smile is a recent development.&amp;nbsp; Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--R09ivbxyeU/TtSDUnZDPkI/AAAAAAAAKv0/sfQwE28oHvc/s1600/IMG_9443.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--R09ivbxyeU/TtSDUnZDPkI/AAAAAAAAKv0/sfQwE28oHvc/s640/IMG_9443.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Somehow this is the only picture I got of Willa and Lainey.&amp;nbsp; Oh well, better luck next time.&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DYO2J6g9P6A/TtSDaLAeSBI/AAAAAAAAKwE/cQWGl45ho6E/s640/IMG_9447.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FW8f3HL55Ik/TtSDc_zmw6I/AAAAAAAAKwQ/eVXhPfCmZLk/s1600/IMG_9450.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FW8f3HL55Ik/TtSDc_zmw6I/AAAAAAAAKwQ/eVXhPfCmZLk/s640/IMG_9450.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pr8Lseawm74/TtSDf3yi_3I/AAAAAAAAKwY/7i5dZ9Mg3MY/s1600/IMG_9456.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pr8Lseawm74/TtSDf3yi_3I/AAAAAAAAKwY/7i5dZ9Mg3MY/s640/IMG_9456.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d1-Yn-0uT68/TtSIdZ0p70I/AAAAAAAAKxE/sRr8xzvwuYQ/s1600/IMG_9512.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d1-Yn-0uT68/TtSIdZ0p70I/AAAAAAAAKxE/sRr8xzvwuYQ/s640/IMG_9512.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We spent Black Friday at Longwood Gardens.&amp;nbsp; It was crowded, but very nice, and really the weather couldn't have been better.&amp;nbsp; We enjoyed seeing the trains, fountain show, decorated trees, gingerbread replicas of Longwood buildings, various tree houses, and traditional Christmas plants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dFi-1D2kM-E/TtR_O3ft-vI/AAAAAAAAKqs/Qt4X8LQoiX8/s1600/IMG_9463.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dFi-1D2kM-E/TtR_O3ft-vI/AAAAAAAAKqs/Qt4X8LQoiX8/s640/IMG_9463.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L85jkhEb0Kw/TtR_RtqwxgI/AAAAAAAAKq0/iQRAk0L5UW4/s1600/IMG_9470.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L85jkhEb0Kw/TtR_RtqwxgI/AAAAAAAAKq0/iQRAk0L5UW4/s640/IMG_9470.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HA_QYRV9y1g/TtR_UTDY8DI/AAAAAAAAKq8/OMod3QKYZYU/s1600/IMG_9471.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HA_QYRV9y1g/TtR_UTDY8DI/AAAAAAAAKq8/OMod3QKYZYU/s640/IMG_9471.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ub4J8UQu7hE/TtR_W__pnwI/AAAAAAAAKrE/kCe0pWi3Tmc/s1600/IMG_9475.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ub4J8UQu7hE/TtR_W__pnwI/AAAAAAAAKrE/kCe0pWi3Tmc/s640/IMG_9475.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uXrfM1Erd-I/TtR_ZDgzSBI/AAAAAAAAKrQ/xojJD_YxQdM/s1600/IMG_9488.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uXrfM1Erd-I/TtR_ZDgzSBI/AAAAAAAAKrQ/xojJD_YxQdM/s640/IMG_9488.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I loved seeing all the Christmas decor made of plant material.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nMaz56JsXRA/TtR_cJgaJjI/AAAAAAAAKrY/KaWWFes9jpA/s1600/IMG_9494.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nMaz56JsXRA/TtR_cJgaJjI/AAAAAAAAKrY/KaWWFes9jpA/s640/IMG_9494.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ohS4_m-M6BY/TtSFteeoU4I/AAAAAAAAKw4/m8LRKa47_tM/s1600/IMG_9521.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ohS4_m-M6BY/TtSFteeoU4I/AAAAAAAAKw4/m8LRKa47_tM/s640/IMG_9521.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zrhl7scro8A/TtR_e3wq2eI/AAAAAAAAKrk/41wrrzn0Z-Q/s1600/IMG_9496.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Liz and Iris&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8BlX55XDO_g/TtR_hVCoe3I/AAAAAAAAKrs/TJa4f62gwH8/s640/IMG_9500.JPG" width="640" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7J4qry4SanY/TtR_kaAwO-I/AAAAAAAAKr4/HjsQT3886XY/s1600/IMG_9509.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7J4qry4SanY/TtR_kaAwO-I/AAAAAAAAKr4/HjsQT3886XY/s640/IMG_9509.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The kids were upset that we wouldn't let them go to the indoor children's garden (because we didn't want to deal with soggy children), but they seemed to recover when we let them roll down a small hill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vyThcUwcjtg/TtR_xH7jgnI/AAAAAAAAKsg/HHKRYrNPV-0/s640/IMG_9522.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y0V726Icqnc/TtR_0gxrdyI/AAAAAAAAKso/WYlI7VxYIdE/s1600/IMG_9533.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y0V726Icqnc/TtR_0gxrdyI/AAAAAAAAKso/WYlI7VxYIdE/s640/IMG_9533.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Asfd1isOyQ0/TtR_6vjzxbI/AAAAAAAAKs8/asSRvsD0vDg/s1600/IMG_9556.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="444" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Asfd1isOyQ0/TtR_6vjzxbI/AAAAAAAAKs8/asSRvsD0vDg/s640/IMG_9556.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0IagxFffC1A/TtR_9sbDV5I/AAAAAAAAKtI/vQ8G8DFGpPU/s1600/IMG_9566.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0IagxFffC1A/TtR_9sbDV5I/AAAAAAAAKtI/vQ8G8DFGpPU/s640/IMG_9566.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My attempt at getting a shot of Ollie &amp;amp; Ellie together:&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GYxEXTlvQPE/TtSCiXVGonI/AAAAAAAAKvQ/nk2OwWbh5PI/s640/IMG_9613.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X1xutQ_ktn0/TtSCkrjmGII/AAAAAAAAKvY/Fa6P3lCVv_o/s1600/IMG_9615.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X1xutQ_ktn0/TtSCkrjmGII/AAAAAAAAKvY/Fa6P3lCVv_o/s640/IMG_9615.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JfNGxVMjbEg/TtSABub7FoI/AAAAAAAAKtQ/z-BA1otw_fY/s1600/IMG_9569.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JfNGxVMjbEg/TtSABub7FoI/AAAAAAAAKtQ/z-BA1otw_fY/s640/IMG_9569.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7Hs4cXO1WIM/TtSAEa7UgbI/AAAAAAAAKtY/TEo-wNMln10/s1600/IMG_9574.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7Hs4cXO1WIM/TtSAEa7UgbI/AAAAAAAAKtY/TEo-wNMln10/s640/IMG_9574.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-svjEqv42JDM/TtSAM_yIwlI/AAAAAAAAKt0/Eu4uLN4IJyQ/s1600/IMG_9586.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-svjEqv42JDM/TtSAM_yIwlI/AAAAAAAAKt0/Eu4uLN4IJyQ/s640/IMG_9586.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c0Cv45rtoo4/TtSAPDpoEjI/AAAAAAAAKt8/rbGCen5apmw/s1600/IMG_9590.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c0Cv45rtoo4/TtSAPDpoEjI/AAAAAAAAKt8/rbGCen5apmw/s640/IMG_9590.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FJHRtuVFYh8/TtSBiBLrHsI/AAAAAAAAKuo/A4XlK2UuUB0/s1600/IMG_9605.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FJHRtuVFYh8/TtSBiBLrHsI/AAAAAAAAKuo/A4XlK2UuUB0/s640/IMG_9605.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1zAWQy2VqiI/TtSBfernZWI/AAAAAAAAKug/CXh0oeOmlVc/s1600/IMG_9603.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1zAWQy2VqiI/TtSBfernZWI/AAAAAAAAKug/CXh0oeOmlVc/s640/IMG_9603.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-2231451549842295625?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/2231451549842295625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=2231451549842295625' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/2231451549842295625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/2231451549842295625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-part-i.html' title='Thanksgiving Part I'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X9AhfypwVnw/TtSDRyxRunI/AAAAAAAAKvs/tfLnQkMYb90/s72-c/IMG_9441.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-5981793588678078001</id><published>2011-11-26T06:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T07:08:04.408-08:00</updated><title type='text'>November Catch Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I've been a lazy blogger/family record keeper lately and this is my attempt to catch up.&amp;nbsp; Here's some of the things we've been up to this past month (as far as I remember):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We had crazy warm weather.&amp;nbsp; It was warm enough that I had my heater off for nearly a week and my home got warm enough to turn on the AC.&amp;nbsp; I didn't turn it on of course, I just opened the windows because I just couldn't stomach paying for AC in November.&amp;nbsp; At any rate, aside from open windows we also enjoyed some outside time.&amp;nbsp; The pictures below are from an outing to Huntley Meadows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pw_PPi9_FEI/TtDzsIirhoI/AAAAAAAAKlg/WrBuYMsfrY4/s1600/IMG_9419.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pw_PPi9_FEI/TtDzsIirhoI/AAAAAAAAKlg/WrBuYMsfrY4/s640/IMG_9419.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0K9laKH5QHw/TtD0BJeSgVI/AAAAAAAAKlo/6ECDZqgjuUc/s1600/IMG_9420.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0K9laKH5QHw/TtD0BJeSgVI/AAAAAAAAKlo/6ECDZqgjuUc/s640/IMG_9420.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Elli couldn't quite figure out how to use our magnifying glass.)&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--LJ5iwzvOWM/TtD0ceJDmII/AAAAAAAAKl0/QI-PlYnuee8/s640/IMG_9423.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We enjoyed our first overnight babysitting swap.&amp;nbsp; The kids enjoyed a couple sleepovers, we tried our hand at caring for six kids (and succeeded!), and we earned a blissful 24-hour kid-free break.&amp;nbsp; I can't wait to do it again (I swiped this picture from Sarah's blog).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9ppNZ6L36fU/Ts5rVUa_2DI/AAAAAAAAKhU/KByQfH4zg2k/s640/DSC_0114.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Lizzie finished off her soccer and basketball classes (whew!).&amp;nbsp; She also enjoyed helping out when our ward served thanksgiving dinner to a local assisted living center, though she got her feelings hurt when one of the residents said she looked like she was wearing lipstick.&amp;nbsp; Hard life when one of your problems is that your lips are naturally dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ddp6VZxYLyM/Ts5rnhWWjpI/AAAAAAAAKhc/AOHJAQfRC90/s1600/IMG_0525.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jNOdI2An6qA/Ts5r1zwXtuI/AAAAAAAAKho/whchHy9zkKI/s1600/IMG_0528.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jNOdI2An6qA/Ts5r1zwXtuI/AAAAAAAAKho/whchHy9zkKI/s640/IMG_0528.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Alaina continued to enjoy "Joy School," though you wouldn't know it the way she cries and kicks and otherwise carries on when I drop her off. &amp;nbsp; She continues to love all things princess, daily requesting to "be a princess" when she wakes up (meaning she wants to wear a puffy skirt or her raggedy dora nightgown all day).&amp;nbsp; She also developed a love for the show, Phineas and Ferb this month (she calls it "Can and Ferb").&amp;nbsp; Now she regularly talks about Jeremy Candice, pretends to be Hinz Duffenshmurtz (showing us her "----inator"), and asks "Watcha doin?"&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VwnxQal-jeQ/Ts5sZ4_VWqI/AAAAAAAAKh8/wPBUwWJNxf0/s1600/IMG_0582.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VwnxQal-jeQ/Ts5sZ4_VWqI/AAAAAAAAKh8/wPBUwWJNxf0/s640/IMG_0582.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NsvSw0Ygkn0/Ts5s9Sx2vCI/AAAAAAAAKiQ/q2SCctxjEiQ/s1600/IMG_9022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NsvSw0Ygkn0/Ts5s9Sx2vCI/AAAAAAAAKiQ/q2SCctxjEiQ/s640/IMG_9022.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We bought a digital piano.&amp;nbsp; The kids are loving it.&amp;nbsp; I love laying on the couch, reading while Andrew practices a song.&amp;nbsp; I need to find a teacher for him and Lizzie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ocWFg1KirT8/Ts5tg0T4BhI/AAAAAAAAKik/i_Eyyz_EtUg/s1600/IMG_9100.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ocWFg1KirT8/Ts5tg0T4BhI/AAAAAAAAKik/i_Eyyz_EtUg/s640/IMG_9100.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The whole family attended Lizzie's Thanksgiving luncheon at school.&amp;nbsp; It was the first time Andrew has ever had Veteran's Day off and it was wonderful.&amp;nbsp; Okay, the food was just typical gross school lunch fare but it I was able to volunteer without having to worry about Lainey and Ellie and that was very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fdRYI_AO6Ko/Ts5twgorFTI/AAAAAAAAKis/CjZyvVj2oRo/s1600/IMG_9367.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;I made comforter covers for Liz and Laines--nothin fancy, but for me a big accomplishment.&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7ykgGnCbZE4/TtD8iWzooQI/AAAAAAAAKmI/dh72942zWR4/s640/IMG_9025.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The older girls have spent the month decorating their new cardboard playhouse (I could have sworn I had a picture of the whole thing, but no.&amp;nbsp; Sorry Mom).&amp;nbsp; They love it.&amp;nbsp; The only problem is Ellie loves it too and she still doesn't understand that it can't support her weight.&amp;nbsp; &lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z8BUq7ePCtA/TtD-kJ7XtXI/AAAAAAAAKmc/UlyKyPjEutU/s640/IMG_9384.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eDCvtm1JQu0/TtD-Tz39itI/AAAAAAAAKmQ/ZTTK4R6VvfY/s1600/IMG_9383.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eDCvtm1JQu0/TtD-Tz39itI/AAAAAAAAKmQ/ZTTK4R6VvfY/s640/IMG_9383.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pp6SCZRiACc/TtD-vAW63oI/AAAAAAAAKmk/U0-qFeC1d8w/s1600/IMG_9385.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pp6SCZRiACc/TtD-vAW63oI/AAAAAAAAKmk/U0-qFeC1d8w/s640/IMG_9385.JPG" width="458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We finally did a couple Thanksgiving/fall crafts.&amp;nbsp; We repeated our gratitude turkey from last year with the standard things we're grateful for written on the feathers (Lainey's only entry was: dinosaurs).&amp;nbsp; The girls also painted fall leaves on a bare tree printout (thank you pinterest).&amp;nbsp; Liz used a cotton swab for her leaves, but Alaina insisted on using a paintbrush and when she was finished I couldn't even see the tree anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ChSQq9jI9SY/Ts54Ve3Rn-I/AAAAAAAAKk4/NDr0yYms5no/s1600/IMG_9433.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ChSQq9jI9SY/Ts54Ve3Rn-I/AAAAAAAAKk4/NDr0yYms5no/s640/IMG_9433.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-egAz4ay2Mpw/Ts54jc3e9_I/AAAAAAAAKlA/Uuw75KoPHFM/s1600/IMG_9438.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-egAz4ay2Mpw/Ts54jc3e9_I/AAAAAAAAKlA/Uuw75KoPHFM/s640/IMG_9438.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PIve45_q9zQ/TsQauznTEVI/AAAAAAAAKhE/h21Vz8A9Rfs/s1600/jillbeachmeandjill.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="522" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PIve45_q9zQ/TsQauznTEVI/AAAAAAAAKhE/h21Vz8A9Rfs/s640/jillbeachmeandjill.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;While visiting the Murphys we enjoyed an afternoon at beach.&amp;nbsp; The weather was gorgeous, it was uncrowded, and the kids loved it.&amp;nbsp; It was especially nice when Ellie stopped chasing animals (dogs, birds) and running into the waves and just settled down to play in the sand.&amp;nbsp; While there Gabrielle learned to say dog and bark.&amp;nbsp; A couple days earlier she started to walk up and down the stairs instead of crawl (well, she tried at least).&amp;nbsp; &lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lmAm_qGLqAs/TsPr045jd3I/AAAAAAAAKeE/nVRioaec50o/s640/IMG_9155.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;All the girls loved jumping on their friend's trampoline.&amp;nbsp; Alaina and Ellie especially liked it when the big girls went to a book fair and they had the tramp all to themselves.&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XgcYMUqmu_8/TsEmuNciR1I/AAAAAAAAKas/zdiHlDiN2Gw/s640/IMG_9236.JPG" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MiXyNEkCW6k/TsEmyMlv50I/AAAAAAAAKa0/SKP6ohoKhCk/s1600/IMG_9239.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MiXyNEkCW6k/TsEmyMlv50I/AAAAAAAAKa0/SKP6ohoKhCk/s640/IMG_9239.JPG" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AAdo_y79Cfo/TsEm1uJrcjI/AAAAAAAAKa8/BZhCuiZ8AH8/s1600/IMG_9244.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;A couple weeks ago I took a little weekend trip to visit some friends in Virginia Beach.&amp;nbsp; So fun.&amp;nbsp; The girls loved playing with the Murphy girls and I loved visiting with their mom.&amp;nbsp; Favorites: all the girlies sleeping together, jumping on the trampoline, and hanging out at the beach.&amp;nbsp; Meanwhile back at the ranch: Andrew enjoyed some time alone and managed to lock himself out of the house (luckily he was able to break in through a basement window I inadvertently left unlocked).&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DPMlLMoRA-4/TsLJb2H9C9I/AAAAAAAAKdY/huvZ0ihGclE/s400/1+ryann+a+%25281%2529.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-znPEigizlRE/TsLJe0BfJOI/AAAAAAAAKdg/-kpJIx2wW0Y/s1600/1+ryann+a+%25282%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-znPEigizlRE/TsLJe0BfJOI/AAAAAAAAKdg/-kpJIx2wW0Y/s400/1+ryann+a+%25282%2529.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday Alaina and I made crowns out of pieces of Little People fences and such.&amp;nbsp; It was completely her idea--I love how creative kids are.&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SN2vryO7LBg/TrxSPB_aXtI/AAAAAAAAKaY/qoCO6oGn7io/s400/1+crown+%25281%2529.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bY_5A9Sirxo/TrxSS3BIuKI/AAAAAAAAKag/IRo69kRp9m4/s1600/1+crown+%25283%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bY_5A9Sirxo/TrxSS3BIuKI/AAAAAAAAKag/IRo69kRp9m4/s400/1+crown+%25283%2529.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-1750738828961671031?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/1750738828961671031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=1750738828961671031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/1750738828961671031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/1750738828961671031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2011/11/princesses.html' title='Princesses'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SN2vryO7LBg/TrxSPB_aXtI/AAAAAAAAKaY/qoCO6oGn7io/s72-c/1+crown+%25281%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-3104718163816719414</id><published>2011-11-07T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T19:09:30.134-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Belly Button Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NBzKLMhjl14/Tp0geyPoxdI/AAAAAAAAJpY/hOfHJWKxQjA/s1600/IMG_0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664719619557475794" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NBzKLMhjl14/Tp0geyPoxdI/AAAAAAAAJpY/hOfHJWKxQjA/s1600/IMG_0105.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 401px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 600px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-3104718163816719414?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/3104718163816719414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=3104718163816719414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/3104718163816719414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/3104718163816719414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2011/11/belly-button-love.html' title='Belly Button Love'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NBzKLMhjl14/Tp0geyPoxdI/AAAAAAAAJpY/hOfHJWKxQjA/s72-c/IMG_0105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-262844922509116060</id><published>2011-11-05T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T22:45:15.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Visits</title><content type='html'>It was a lucky week for us. On Wednesday I got to see a couple cousins during a last minute zoo visit. It was so fun and it was lucky that we found each other because, as usual, my phone didn't work.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5PWYccZuTSY/TrYbr19uxAI/AAAAAAAAKPY/hSlRsP9k44Y/s1600/IMG_9107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 264px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671751220754039810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5PWYccZuTSY/TrYbr19uxAI/AAAAAAAAKPY/hSlRsP9k44Y/s400/IMG_9107.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vHbE7gs-XK4/TrYbqvmi7KI/AAAAAAAAKPM/Lf7Yuol_TYs/s1600/IMG_9109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 251px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671751201866312866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vHbE7gs-XK4/TrYbqvmi7KI/AAAAAAAAKPM/Lf7Yuol_TYs/s400/IMG_9109.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also tried to get pictures of our kids together, but it didn't work so well--mostly because Lainey was screaming her head off and the little ones wouldn't stay put.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VwD3akCkwuQ/TrYbqfOZPlI/AAAAAAAAKPA/1xYf7C3JHdQ/s1600/IMG_9104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671751197470047826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VwD3akCkwuQ/TrYbqfOZPlI/AAAAAAAAKPA/1xYf7C3JHdQ/s400/IMG_9104.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a2GKk5bG1W4/TrYYMf46zaI/AAAAAAAAKO0/HLhDiREZdm0/s1600/IMG_9103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671747383717449122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a2GKk5bG1W4/TrYYMf46zaI/AAAAAAAAKO0/HLhDiREZdm0/s400/IMG_9103.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4czLn1xC_fs/TrYYMIxbRhI/AAAAAAAAKOo/XwEunILigDE/s1600/IMG_9105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671747377512007186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4czLn1xC_fs/TrYYMIxbRhI/AAAAAAAAKOo/XwEunILigDE/s400/IMG_9105.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then, on Friday Drew and I got to visit with his brother Dan. We treated ourselves to a delicious dinner at Arcadiana (upscale Creole) and interesting conversation. So nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Meanwhile, the kiddos spent the night at our friend's house. It was so nice to sleep-in the next morning, lay around the house for a bit, and enjoy a musuem (that wouldn't be appropriate to visit with kids--Crime and Punishment) on our own.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-262844922509116060?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/262844922509116060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=262844922509116060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/262844922509116060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/262844922509116060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2011/11/family-visits.html' title='Family Visits'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5PWYccZuTSY/TrYbr19uxAI/AAAAAAAAKPY/hSlRsP9k44Y/s72-c/IMG_9107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-8437237954657207972</id><published>2011-11-02T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T11:02:29.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween!</title><content type='html'>We kicked off the day's festivities by attending a little carnival put on by Lizzie's Brownie troop where the kids decorated mini pumpkins, . . . &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nIS1u_v_6Tw/TrF8XUZtfKI/AAAAAAAAKOg/sWAkdD6ggaw/s1600/IMG_9033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670450145891548322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nIS1u_v_6Tw/TrF8XUZtfKI/AAAAAAAAKOg/sWAkdD6ggaw/s400/IMG_9033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ate donuts off a string . . .&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hWoGjFjgflc/TrF8XLe-YNI/AAAAAAAAKOQ/9PgqjdhvhZs/s1600/IMG_9065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670450143497707730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hWoGjFjgflc/TrF8XLe-YNI/AAAAAAAAKOQ/9PgqjdhvhZs/s400/IMG_9065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sMThcUSnccc/TrF7_XncMkI/AAAAAAAAKOE/vAhv5I2p-_Y/s1600/IMG_9066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670449734437581378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sMThcUSnccc/TrF7_XncMkI/AAAAAAAAKOE/vAhv5I2p-_Y/s400/IMG_9066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;played ghost in the graveyard (skinny little Liz had to keep tugging up those pants) . . . &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jnMHEQl55XQ/TrF7rfkR9NI/AAAAAAAAKN4/sN6GyBuxtL8/s1600/IMG_9037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670449392974427346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jnMHEQl55XQ/TrF7rfkR9NI/AAAAAAAAKN4/sN6GyBuxtL8/s400/IMG_9037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; won cupcakes at the cake walk . . . &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ii2pgietCBc/TrF7rNLaw5I/AAAAAAAAKNs/Kz019UEfZfg/s1600/IMG_9048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670449388038308754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ii2pgietCBc/TrF7rNLaw5I/AAAAAAAAKNs/Kz019UEfZfg/s400/IMG_9048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and just chilled in our costumes.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ShXfQaXD0pY/TrF5e-JBY8I/AAAAAAAAKMw/PbpL0hxTbf4/s1600/IMG_9058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670446978820039618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ShXfQaXD0pY/TrF5e-JBY8I/AAAAAAAAKMw/PbpL0hxTbf4/s400/IMG_9058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Undoubtably influenced by Lizzie's witch costume, Alaina wanted to be a "scary toothfairy" and asked for eye makeup. The eyeshadow and mascera didn't even make it to the party since Laines cried herself silly on the way over (b/c I insisted she wear a seatbelt and not just "hold on tight").&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NXN0NQ7xQaM/TrF5ejMlkLI/AAAAAAAAKMk/d9MK7cybODQ/s1600/IMG_9060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670446971587236018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NXN0NQ7xQaM/TrF5ejMlkLI/AAAAAAAAKMk/d9MK7cybODQ/s400/IMG_9060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the evening we went trick-or-treating. It was fun and we are really happy to live in an actual neighborhood now where we can do this classic childhood things.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6vesG1P8aII/TrF4uNkCvkI/AAAAAAAAKMY/SPWhSkRFwPc/s1600/IMG_9090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670446141146316354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6vesG1P8aII/TrF4uNkCvkI/AAAAAAAAKMY/SPWhSkRFwPc/s400/IMG_9090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We tagged along with the other families ont he block (the kids didn't look at me once, darn it).&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rFW3KmjH3Po/TrF4t-eb-rI/AAAAAAAAKMM/DqsjN7sjHCE/s1600/IMG_9088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670446137096272562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rFW3KmjH3Po/TrF4t-eb-rI/AAAAAAAAKMM/DqsjN7sjHCE/s400/IMG_9088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Half-way through Drew turned back with the little ones, while Liz and I soldiered on. We didn't even go to every house and we ended up with SO much candy (too much candy). Before we left Alaina insisted on wearing a witch hat (she wanted to be a "scary toothfairy witch") so eventually we ended up carrying around two hats full to the brim with candy in addition to the girl's treat buckets.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wdEg5NMioUQ/TrFg6Gni96I/AAAAAAAAKKg/H01jaleP6g8/s1600/IMG_9098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670419957161326498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wdEg5NMioUQ/TrFg6Gni96I/AAAAAAAAKKg/H01jaleP6g8/s400/IMG_9098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qChbZleveDU/TrFZmapl3pI/AAAAAAAAKKU/-EWFTSEWUaQ/s1600/IMG_9095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670411922359836306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qChbZleveDU/TrFZmapl3pI/AAAAAAAAKKU/-EWFTSEWUaQ/s400/IMG_9095.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E7nJkwFc-1w/TrFZl6SSjaI/AAAAAAAAKKI/5XNGriJkERA/s1600/IMG_9096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670411913672166818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E7nJkwFc-1w/TrFZl6SSjaI/AAAAAAAAKKI/5XNGriJkERA/s400/IMG_9096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HVjUkt0IRac/TrFV8vX6JUI/AAAAAAAAKJ8/RNhfqw7NEGI/s1600/IMG_9093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670407907833423170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HVjUkt0IRac/TrFV8vX6JUI/AAAAAAAAKJ8/RNhfqw7NEGI/s400/IMG_9093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RtXyRCGdO6Q/TrFV8Vg0q1I/AAAAAAAAKJw/K0l7vAcYAh4/s1600/IMG_9097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670407900891491154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RtXyRCGdO6Q/TrFV8Vg0q1I/AAAAAAAAKJw/K0l7vAcYAh4/s400/IMG_9097.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-8437237954657207972?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/8437237954657207972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=8437237954657207972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/8437237954657207972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/8437237954657207972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2011/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween!'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nIS1u_v_6Tw/TrF8XUZtfKI/AAAAAAAAKOg/sWAkdD6ggaw/s72-c/IMG_9033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-648906085510434164</id><published>2011-10-31T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T09:59:17.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weekend</title><content type='html'>Last Friday night Liz had her Brownie campout. And loved it--despite the cold, despite the rain, despite her late night homesickness. (The following camp pix are from Marco V).&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ATXgZKDqulE/Tq-CfOKmLSI/AAAAAAAAKJk/haEvmM4hiNw/s1600/20111028_184948_Fri.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669893928772840738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ATXgZKDqulE/Tq-CfOKmLSI/AAAAAAAAKJk/haEvmM4hiNw/s400/20111028_184948_Fri.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Most the girls had a parent spend the night, but Drew and I couldn't because he had ski patrol training early the next morning.He did however spend the evening at the campsite teaching the girls first aid (and showing them his freaky nose trick when Liz brought it up--it's a great party trick).&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ke7bKg11GxU/Tq-CencXluI/AAAAAAAAKJY/W_EKaFcc3Uc/s1600/20111028_185202_Fri.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669893918378399458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ke7bKg11GxU/Tq-CencXluI/AAAAAAAAKJY/W_EKaFcc3Uc/s400/20111028_185202_Fri.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-75aO8M2GOBw/Tq-CUXTPonI/AAAAAAAAKJM/PVjbABwa9Qw/s1600/20111028_194048_Fri.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669893742246470258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-75aO8M2GOBw/Tq-CUXTPonI/AAAAAAAAKJM/PVjbABwa9Qw/s400/20111028_194048_Fri.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5ARB-3k2P8A/Tq-CUAyTM7I/AAAAAAAAKJA/Id8oEs_pj88/s1600/20111028_195913_Fri.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669893736202711986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5ARB-3k2P8A/Tq-CUAyTM7I/AAAAAAAAKJA/Id8oEs_pj88/s400/20111028_195913_Fri.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Also over the weekend I survived taking all the girls to a visiting teaching appointment and to stake conference on my own. I also managed to finally remove all the flowers from Lainey's birthday party last month, but not before I got some pix of her in lady bug suit.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c64yrWh3DGY/Tq-B74aBaSI/AAAAAAAAKI0/A1OgsWPH-jM/s1600/IMG_8993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669893321636538658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c64yrWh3DGY/Tq-B74aBaSI/AAAAAAAAKI0/A1OgsWPH-jM/s400/IMG_8993.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jklpu9IxGiM/Tq-B7ufbrMI/AAAAAAAAKIo/i3ndpr5h4Ak/s1600/IMG_9011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669893318974876866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jklpu9IxGiM/Tq-B7ufbrMI/AAAAAAAAKIo/i3ndpr5h4Ak/s400/IMG_9011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-648906085510434164?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/648906085510434164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=648906085510434164' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/648906085510434164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/648906085510434164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2011/10/weekend.html' title='The Weekend'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ATXgZKDqulE/Tq-CfOKmLSI/AAAAAAAAKJk/haEvmM4hiNw/s72-c/20111028_184948_Fri.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-1765210618344041043</id><published>2011-10-31T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T22:32:42.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jake's cupcakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aQtQilHregE/Tq9XUBNqXGI/AAAAAAAAKH4/5bbtaYhJlLo/s1600/IMG_0604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669846457317481570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aQtQilHregE/Tq9XUBNqXGI/AAAAAAAAKH4/5bbtaYhJlLo/s400/IMG_0604.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j6PtZim_Pao/Tq69jzQiw6I/AAAAAAAAKHs/Hdfp7NEIAHg/s1600/IMG_0614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669677403658699682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j6PtZim_Pao/Tq69jzQiw6I/AAAAAAAAKHs/Hdfp7NEIAHg/s400/IMG_0614.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gk5URWANYXc/Tq69jtFlytI/AAAAAAAAKHg/gRLQkfge4i0/s1600/IMG_0616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669677402002148050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gk5URWANYXc/Tq69jtFlytI/AAAAAAAAKHg/gRLQkfge4i0/s400/IMG_0616.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zybGey_4PkM/Tq68yxzriyI/AAAAAAAAKHU/lYi7b4zCQ9E/s1600/IMG_0618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669676561455614754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zybGey_4PkM/Tq68yxzriyI/AAAAAAAAKHU/lYi7b4zCQ9E/s400/IMG_0618.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkP_AHX6XQI/Tq68yhMpwnI/AAAAAAAAKHI/aktY19hAmsk/s1600/IMG_0621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669676556996952690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkP_AHX6XQI/Tq68yhMpwnI/AAAAAAAAKHI/aktY19hAmsk/s400/IMG_0621.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-1765210618344041043?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/1765210618344041043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=1765210618344041043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/1765210618344041043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/1765210618344041043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2011/10/jakes-cupcakes.html' title='Jake&apos;s cupcakes'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aQtQilHregE/Tq9XUBNqXGI/AAAAAAAAKH4/5bbtaYhJlLo/s72-c/IMG_0604.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-3764459755403749105</id><published>2011-10-26T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T08:22:30.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday  .  .  .</title><content type='html'>was Jacob's birthday and it was life as normal. No tears, but I thought of him often. I had quiet moments to myself to contemplate him--when I made his birthday cupcakes, when I pulled the baby blanket I made him out of storage and examined it--but even with the craziness of chasing after my little girls (yes Lainey wore her jammies and a dress-up "kirt" all day) I thought of him. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R0BRXlx0hRU/Tqlu2XUaXdI/AAAAAAAAKG8/PrG8EVmBdp8/s1600/IMG_0561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668183486274100690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R0BRXlx0hRU/Tqlu2XUaXdI/AAAAAAAAKG8/PrG8EVmBdp8/s400/IMG_0561.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mostly I contemplated what could have been, what will be, my regret at not bringing Lizzie to the hospital to see her dead brother, and ways I can be a parent to him even now. I also thought about how far we've come as a family and as individuals, emotionally speaking. I remember the paralysing grief and guilt of much of the first year and how hard it was to go to sleep at night because then I was alone with my awful thoughts. . . . &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668183483710375714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hx4_Zdb_rwY/Tqlu2NxLByI/AAAAAAAAKGw/-Xwo0bzXVBU/s400/IMG_0569.JPG" /&gt;I remember people trying to comfort me and telling me that I had a baby and in my head I thought, no, I had a corpse. Even from the begining I knew I could survive it, that we woud "make it through" our loss, but I dreaded the "going through" part. Now, here I am with two more little girls and sometimes what happened with Jacob feels like just bad dream. . . . &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dQ_jTRJDPp4/TqluJXo7CfI/AAAAAAAAKGk/oliL2P8E070/s1600/IMG_0571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668182713266014706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dQ_jTRJDPp4/TqluJXo7CfI/AAAAAAAAKGk/oliL2P8E070/s400/IMG_0571.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Usually it feels very real though. It just doesn't hurt like it used to. Yesterday, a friend realized what day it was and asked if I was okay. I told her I was and I really, truly was. While I felt some saddness and regret and frustration, I mostly felt at peace with what is. And it felt good to think of my son and honor his memory with those thoughts and to strive to make him known to (and remembered by) his sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G2P0IxrGePM/TqluIw10htI/AAAAAAAAKGY/kDTifSzq49k/s1600/IMG_0572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668182702851131090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G2P0IxrGePM/TqluIw10htI/AAAAAAAAKGY/kDTifSzq49k/s400/IMG_0572.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jacob would have turned four this year. That's how old Liz was when we lost him so she was old enough to remember it. Naturally, Jake isn't even on Ellie's radar. All she knows is we sang a fun song after dinner last night and she got a cupcake. Alaina is still pretty confused. A few days ago Liz tried to explain about their dead brother. She seemed to try to soften the blow by telling Lainey that Jacob is with their other Nana and Papa in Heaven, a wonderful, happy place. But comprehending the existence of dead family members and understanding what heaven means is still beyond Laines. She was confused and a little upset, even crying occasionally. She spent the rest of the day telling me that she didn't want to die, one time saying, "I don't want to be dead in the water."&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-04CI8aIGhNU/TqltQlcqAeI/AAAAAAAAKGM/Aqxk-viMYSE/s1600/IMG_0574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668181737720119778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-04CI8aIGhNU/TqltQlcqAeI/AAAAAAAAKGM/Aqxk-viMYSE/s400/IMG_0574.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I mentioned that Alaina wore jammies all day, well I let Elle indulge her crazy fashion whims as well. She wore a mismatched pair of Lizzie's socks (pilfered while I was folding laundry), one of Lainey's church shoes and one of her (Ellie's) own. Her already wobbly walk was comically exaggerated and she kept losing the black show in the library because it slipped off her foot so easily. She cracks me up and thank goodness for these girls who did not replace their brother, but certainly dampened the sting of his loss.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4RfjR7iz4Qs/TqltQZnkpAI/AAAAAAAAKGA/_E36eYaY18Y/s1600/IMG_0589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668181734544679938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4RfjR7iz4Qs/TqltQZnkpAI/AAAAAAAAKGA/_E36eYaY18Y/s400/IMG_0589.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-3764459755403749105?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/3764459755403749105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=3764459755403749105' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/3764459755403749105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/3764459755403749105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2011/10/yesterday.html' title='Yesterday  .  .  .'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R0BRXlx0hRU/Tqlu2XUaXdI/AAAAAAAAKG8/PrG8EVmBdp8/s72-c/IMG_0561.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-383504761983192020</id><published>2011-10-25T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T21:38:36.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday vs. Today</title><content type='html'>Today wasn't really a bad day. It just wasn't really good. I waited around for a piano delivery that I later discovered was actually scheduled for Thursday, went to the doctor, and spent a lot of time driving around/killing time in the van. One of the fun moments was Alaina at the doc's office. She was very talkative and wanted to tell the doctor all about what happens when she visits her "kid doctor." Other interesting moments/experiences from today: trying to explain uteruses and the need to wear a bra to Liz.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9RvvTyTz3is/TqeJenAegII/AAAAAAAAKFg/cyN1ZgHhKXo/s1600/IMG_0453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667649815029121154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9RvvTyTz3is/TqeJenAegII/AAAAAAAAKFg/cyN1ZgHhKXo/s400/IMG_0453.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday things went smoother (or at least they seem that way looking back a day later). The little girls and I enjoyed a trip to the zoo, we picked up Liz at school, ran errands, and had FHE.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xYGuqJ3KIac/TqeJeWFk9gI/AAAAAAAAKFQ/_3R2Xtd9J-0/s1600/IMG_0458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667649810487113218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xYGuqJ3KIac/TqeJeWFk9gI/AAAAAAAAKFQ/_3R2Xtd9J-0/s400/IMG_0458.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XayEDFxawAo/TqeI0Rd_E4I/AAAAAAAAKFE/HLNLnmNiKP0/s1600/IMG_0462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667649087692804994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XayEDFxawAo/TqeI0Rd_E4I/AAAAAAAAKFE/HLNLnmNiKP0/s400/IMG_0462.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When Alaina saw this statue she said, "Mama! Take a picture of me on that!" And of course, she posed.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VDdzKEfXuAo/TqeIz291M1I/AAAAAAAAKE4/K-IMgCnOYxM/s1600/IMG_0489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667649080578618194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VDdzKEfXuAo/TqeIz291M1I/AAAAAAAAKE4/K-IMgCnOYxM/s400/IMG_0489.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ellie's in the monkey-see-monkey-do stage so she ran to be in the picture too. Of course she posed a little differently. . . . &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-skrosnmUYOI/TqeIgjapqUI/AAAAAAAAKEs/pQwd8GnsdOI/s1600/IMG_0491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667648748913273154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-skrosnmUYOI/TqeIgjapqUI/AAAAAAAAKEs/pQwd8GnsdOI/s400/IMG_0491.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We spent some time in the praire dog tunnel play area.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r8Puj7hrlQw/TqeIgH_mmRI/AAAAAAAAKEg/0CcKLP0jEiU/s1600/IMG_0499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667648741552068882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r8Puj7hrlQw/TqeIgH_mmRI/AAAAAAAAKEg/0CcKLP0jEiU/s400/IMG_0499.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ellie was too scared to go in the tunnels so . . . &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ayBPpwz-Dls/TqeICQmcs0I/AAAAAAAAKEU/Elc2t8uupRQ/s1600/IMG_0503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667648228466406210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ayBPpwz-Dls/TqeICQmcs0I/AAAAAAAAKEU/Elc2t8uupRQ/s400/IMG_0503.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I helped her play on top.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YC6i9mQ1lkA/TqeICD9_F9I/AAAAAAAAKEI/U1NLNTQD1FI/s1600/IMG_0510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667648225075468242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YC6i9mQ1lkA/TqeICD9_F9I/AAAAAAAAKEI/U1NLNTQD1FI/s400/IMG_0510.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WUJHncS-Eh0/TqeHfJJy-cI/AAAAAAAAKD8/0bQABouxMpg/s1600/IMG_0514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667647625171761602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WUJHncS-Eh0/TqeHfJJy-cI/AAAAAAAAKD8/0bQABouxMpg/s400/IMG_0514.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ThD0YDWakPs/TqeHe4LxWiI/AAAAAAAAKDw/g1QcE1kntRk/s1600/IMG_0518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667647620616641058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ThD0YDWakPs/TqeHe4LxWiI/AAAAAAAAKDw/g1QcE1kntRk/s400/IMG_0518.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the evening, after I put Ellie to bed, the other girls and I tried out our new air popper for FHE (it's national popcorn month--I think). The girls loved it.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mZN7oxTso3M/TqeGiMypn8I/AAAAAAAAKDk/uNUPbiGSnFk/s1600/IMG_0530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667646578176401346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mZN7oxTso3M/TqeGiMypn8I/AAAAAAAAKDk/uNUPbiGSnFk/s400/IMG_0530.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hZiBuEyLa0Y/TqeE_Pzd7OI/AAAAAAAAKDY/P67quyNqSVw/s1600/IMG_0533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667644878178086114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hZiBuEyLa0Y/TqeE_Pzd7OI/AAAAAAAAKDY/P67quyNqSVw/s400/IMG_0533.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I neglected to put any seasoning on the popcorn ahead of time so once popped, we painted it with a concoction of food coloring and sweetened condensed milk. The girls loved it.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2dbpQ5CxUc0/TqeE--vLdII/AAAAAAAAKDM/RYIx5H3p8-0/s1600/IMG_0536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667644873596695682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2dbpQ5CxUc0/TqeE--vLdII/AAAAAAAAKDM/RYIx5H3p8-0/s400/IMG_0536.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k0rQ-CTaxHk/TqeDFOBV-HI/AAAAAAAAKDA/tAw-yoMz3CM/s1600/IMG_0540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667642781755373682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k0rQ-CTaxHk/TqeDFOBV-HI/AAAAAAAAKDA/tAw-yoMz3CM/s400/IMG_0540.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t9PRhq-JEbU/TqeDEzPoh5I/AAAAAAAAKC0/eoP_K1cETT0/s1600/IMG_0549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667642774567552914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t9PRhq-JEbU/TqeDEzPoh5I/AAAAAAAAKC0/eoP_K1cETT0/s400/IMG_0549.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-383504761983192020?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/383504761983192020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=383504761983192020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/383504761983192020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/383504761983192020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2011/10/yesterday-vs-today.html' title='Yesterday vs. Today'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9RvvTyTz3is/TqeJenAegII/AAAAAAAAKFg/cyN1ZgHhKXo/s72-c/IMG_0453.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-7504489666712453314</id><published>2011-10-24T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T23:19:17.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trunk or Treat</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday was our ward's trunk-or-treat. Lizzie and Lainey picked their own costumes. Liz went as a witch. Alaina was the tooth fairy.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3MhRWqtsIF4/TqZLHSah67I/AAAAAAAAKCk/R5UvI14a9qc/s1600/IMG_0271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667299769666628530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3MhRWqtsIF4/TqZLHSah67I/AAAAAAAAKCk/R5UvI14a9qc/s400/IMG_0271.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Makeup-wise Liz requested black all around her eyes and "fire red" lipstick.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w4tEP0MkqbE/TqZLHCcllSI/AAAAAAAAKCY/1ycYjRKCdz8/s1600/IMG_0283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667299765380289826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w4tEP0MkqbE/TqZLHCcllSI/AAAAAAAAKCY/1ycYjRKCdz8/s400/IMG_0283.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alaina wore last-year's fairy costume. To accomodate her desire to be the tooth fairy, I made a few teeth out of felt and bean bag pillow filling.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mYW9hmy8GCk/TqZKqUYoV1I/AAAAAAAAKCQ/X1wP5A04XGw/s1600/IMG_0293.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YX-QfpYTABI/TqZKqExFv0I/AAAAAAAAKCA/gbD_-6sF7no/s1600/IMG_0322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667299267786948418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YX-QfpYTABI/TqZKqExFv0I/AAAAAAAAKCA/gbD_-6sF7no/s400/IMG_0322.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YR8iBVCBu0I/TqZJamXFhfI/AAAAAAAAKBo/guv9YUv3F14/s1600/IMG_0293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667297902415152626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YR8iBVCBu0I/TqZJamXFhfI/AAAAAAAAKBo/guv9YUv3F14/s400/IMG_0293.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ellie was a dragon and Drew was the dragon keeper. Andrew had a pooper scooper, poop bags, and hot mitts for his fire-breathing baby. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-etdIywbCRPg/TqZJaITe19I/AAAAAAAAKBc/ewKaPeMYNWA/s1600/IMG_0294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667297894346971090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-etdIywbCRPg/TqZJaITe19I/AAAAAAAAKBc/ewKaPeMYNWA/s400/IMG_0294.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PVpla2QCdC4/TqZI5aV3VLI/AAAAAAAAKBQ/RxsCkuw3FPQ/s1600/IMG_0297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667297332253119666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PVpla2QCdC4/TqZI5aV3VLI/AAAAAAAAKBQ/RxsCkuw3FPQ/s400/IMG_0297.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3yLddt4N2Vw/TqZI5KXcUlI/AAAAAAAAKBE/cUN5k470KjQ/s1600/IMG_0299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667297327964770898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3yLddt4N2Vw/TqZI5KXcUlI/AAAAAAAAKBE/cUN5k470KjQ/s400/IMG_0299.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_vd4CqcyiLI/TqZInH9QcPI/AAAAAAAAKA4/4hcqtt6JkLo/s1600/IMG_0289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667297018080424178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_vd4CqcyiLI/TqZInH9QcPI/AAAAAAAAKA4/4hcqtt6JkLo/s400/IMG_0289.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was Medusa. I tried to talk Liz into a Medusa costume, but she was set on being a witch. So, I just made a Medusa hat/hair for myself.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wTz6mcmG3no/TqZIL4OmUCI/AAAAAAAAKAs/RoCJh3bkEZ0/s1600/IMG_0306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667296550001725474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wTz6mcmG3no/TqZIL4OmUCI/AAAAAAAAKAs/RoCJh3bkEZ0/s400/IMG_0306.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-udgDMF7k3r8/TqZILXQbmfI/AAAAAAAAKAg/5oXYcskmKDA/s1600/IMG_0309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667296541151042034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-udgDMF7k3r8/TqZILXQbmfI/AAAAAAAAKAg/5oXYcskmKDA/s400/IMG_0309.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sVjx5ztYUVg/TqZHsHjLMwI/AAAAAAAAKAU/wB3xIFkAnB0/s1600/IMG_0338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667296004358746882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sVjx5ztYUVg/TqZHsHjLMwI/AAAAAAAAKAU/wB3xIFkAnB0/s400/IMG_0338.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After dinner the girls enjoyed some games (and prizes).&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ov-ZrY_0wnw/TqZHroRdQsI/AAAAAAAAKAI/o-OiD20f1hQ/s1600/IMG_0344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667295995962933954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ov-ZrY_0wnw/TqZHroRdQsI/AAAAAAAAKAI/o-OiD20f1hQ/s400/IMG_0344.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hQ9OboaPCuk/TqZG_N5_UOI/AAAAAAAAKAA/wWV2XFHvhi0/s1600/IMG_0347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667295232970936546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hQ9OboaPCuk/TqZG_N5_UOI/AAAAAAAAKAA/wWV2XFHvhi0/s400/IMG_0347.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nN4RjkB17Ts/TqZG-65oDeI/AAAAAAAAJ_w/-9j2B0PL3XM/s1600/IMG_0352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667295227869138402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nN4RjkB17Ts/TqZG-65oDeI/AAAAAAAAJ_w/-9j2B0PL3XM/s400/IMG_0352.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They also participated in the costume parade.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YPHTTzM5eWM/TqZGvhE4f7I/AAAAAAAAJ_k/2UqLVUiTD3M/s1600/IMG_0350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667294963238993842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YPHTTzM5eWM/TqZGvhE4f7I/AAAAAAAAJ_k/2UqLVUiTD3M/s400/IMG_0350.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ellie did not participate. She laid on the floor and threw a fit.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zH23hmS1-j4/TqZGvfbEczI/AAAAAAAAJ_Y/GIr0uYaOASo/s1600/IMG_0351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667294962795180850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zH23hmS1-j4/TqZGvfbEczI/AAAAAAAAJ_Y/GIr0uYaOASo/s400/IMG_0351.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She did the same thing outside when it was time to trunk-or-treat.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nF5Y74By0L8/TqZGb3qxquI/AAAAAAAAJ_Q/L8OKTZeU3fo/s1600/IMG_0369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667294625706126050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nF5Y74By0L8/TqZGb3qxquI/AAAAAAAAJ_Q/L8OKTZeU3fo/s400/IMG_0369.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ellie just had a really hard time with the candy going in her basket instead of her hand.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bbIyt4Su2uI/TqZGbiz4l9I/AAAAAAAAJ_A/6ss0zN4BBDM/s1600/IMG_0370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667294620107184082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bbIyt4Su2uI/TqZGbiz4l9I/AAAAAAAAJ_A/6ss0zN4BBDM/s400/IMG_0370.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, after visiting a few cars I left Gabrielle to pass out treats at the van with Daddy.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_HwEpUoi4l4/TqZFzsDFC3I/AAAAAAAAJ-4/iP6tzEi7mDk/s1600/IMG_0371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667293935392066418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_HwEpUoi4l4/TqZFzsDFC3I/AAAAAAAAJ-4/iP6tzEi7mDk/s400/IMG_0371.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l0p6TOgCf60/TqZFzTNoATI/AAAAAAAAJ-o/vSR3kYNbctU/s1600/IMG_0372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667293928725414194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l0p6TOgCf60/TqZFzTNoATI/AAAAAAAAJ-o/vSR3kYNbctU/s400/IMG_0372.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At home, Alaina was surprised to find her candy bucket empty. She had worn it as a hat on the way home so not-surprisingly I found her candy in her carset.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2RN1jbsDcc/TqZFLsGYmJI/AAAAAAAAJ-c/7f_5Ya3PPpA/s1600/IMG_0376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667293248211163282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2RN1jbsDcc/TqZFLsGYmJI/AAAAAAAAJ-c/7f_5Ya3PPpA/s400/IMG_0376.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ellie enjoyed "scaring" Liz (and Liz was a very good sport).&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-boF4k7YUrs8/TqZFLUqWXfI/AAAAAAAAJ-Q/ty52YErhru8/s1600/IMG_0378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667293241919561202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-boF4k7YUrs8/TqZFLUqWXfI/AAAAAAAAJ-Q/ty52YErhru8/s400/IMG_0378.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jDXJx6b_8eA/TqZEiwlLW_I/AAAAAAAAJ-E/iWoS9f5nao0/s1600/IMG_0380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667292545039424498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jDXJx6b_8eA/TqZEiwlLW_I/AAAAAAAAJ-E/iWoS9f5nao0/s400/IMG_0380.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She's saying "Boo!"&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WSzfbUHw5TM/TqZEigaJAlI/AAAAAAAAJ94/CUMk4QJIDgA/s1600/IMG_0381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667292540698165842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WSzfbUHw5TM/TqZEigaJAlI/AAAAAAAAJ94/CUMk4QJIDgA/s400/IMG_0381.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MY_OQAJOvRI/TqZEU7_Q7SI/AAAAAAAAJ9s/xshEbsyo4QQ/s1600/IMG_0398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667292307583462690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MY_OQAJOvRI/TqZEU7_Q7SI/AAAAAAAAJ9s/xshEbsyo4QQ/s400/IMG_0398.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PyJq8PuNAr0/TqZEUZH7TuI/AAAAAAAAJ9g/6cS_8gCx930/s1600/IMG_0399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667292298224553698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PyJq8PuNAr0/TqZEUZH7TuI/AAAAAAAAJ9g/6cS_8gCx930/s400/IMG_0399.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We let the kids gobble up their Halloween candy as soon as we got home. Ellie's pile was gone pretty quick (she didn't have much because she went to only a few cars). &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UzxOgtAUg_A/TqZD7U2w8sI/AAAAAAAAJ9U/ShGBd_DQefo/s1600/IMG_0405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667291867582100162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UzxOgtAUg_A/TqZD7U2w8sI/AAAAAAAAJ9U/ShGBd_DQefo/s400/IMG_0405.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So Ellie attacked Lizzie and tried to take her candy. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-73q3plvmt_o/TqZD7JNj4fI/AAAAAAAAJ9I/MotvdV9iEYY/s1600/IMG_0402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667291864456487410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-73q3plvmt_o/TqZD7JNj4fI/AAAAAAAAJ9I/MotvdV9iEYY/s400/IMG_0402.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MF_HZfb0MVw/TqZDlgvvnHI/AAAAAAAAJ8w/9eQ_LY9Rb-E/s1600/IMG_0426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667291492816755826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MF_HZfb0MVw/TqZDlgvvnHI/AAAAAAAAJ8w/9eQ_LY9Rb-E/s400/IMG_0426.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wIqyFPontzk/TqZDMC2wnPI/AAAAAAAAJ8k/lIdiaZIy6_s/s1600/IMG_0443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667291055296388338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wIqyFPontzk/TqZDMC2wnPI/AAAAAAAAJ8k/lIdiaZIy6_s/s400/IMG_0443.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-7504489666712453314?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/7504489666712453314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=7504489666712453314' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/7504489666712453314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/7504489666712453314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2011/10/trunk-or-treat.html' title='Trunk or Treat'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3MhRWqtsIF4/TqZLHSah67I/AAAAAAAAKCk/R5UvI14a9qc/s72-c/IMG_0271.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-923508522310837587</id><published>2011-10-23T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T23:34:03.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Week in Review</title><content type='html'>SUNDAY - Sick Drew stayed home with the two little girls, while Liz and I went to church to practice for the upcoming primary program. After church Liz and I made popsicle stick puzzles and hair bows while everyone else napped.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666940976390769826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GL-kw5quMqU/TqUEyxTgjKI/AAAAAAAAJ78/2jgpAEQ8SoU/s400/IMG_9994.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fSO1_P8nzoU/TqUEyhn-m9I/AAAAAAAAJ70/s8YocTpCaKA/s1600/IMG_9996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666940972181658578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fSO1_P8nzoU/TqUEyhn-m9I/AAAAAAAAJ70/s8YocTpCaKA/s400/IMG_9996.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MONDAY - In the morning I taught Music Makers for the first time. In the afternoon I went to Coscto with just Ellie thanks to a playdate for Liz and Laines. It was surprisingly relaxing to be there with just one kid. Another first, Liz taught FHE (and did a fabulous job despite her initial nerves). After her lesson we made rainbow rice which the girls LOVED. I think Andrew was a bit warey (he's thinking of all the rice we'll have to sweep up later on).&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666204452279561570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0WPq-MY-NIo/TqJm7bLcLWI/AAAAAAAAJ7Q/FS5KwbCx-J4/s400/IMG_0006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z7qqRsoNc08/TqJmUB9vcPI/AAAAAAAAJ7E/vHXTym6KEEI/s1600/IMG_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666203775496319218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z7qqRsoNc08/TqJmUB9vcPI/AAAAAAAAJ7E/vHXTym6KEEI/s400/IMG_0016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SSdNd92do4M/TqJmT73e0XI/AAAAAAAAJ64/t8hsvQIGKcA/s1600/IMG_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666203773859451250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SSdNd92do4M/TqJmT73e0XI/AAAAAAAAJ64/t8hsvQIGKcA/s400/IMG_0021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TUESDAY - Alaina started Joy School at another mother's house. Hooray! After that we went on a walk around Kingstowne lake with some friends. During the walk we stopped briefly at a playground. Turns out it was just long enough for Ellie to fall off the equipment. From about five feet up, she fell flat on her back (and the back of her head) on mulch, thankfully. She seemed alright, but I called Drew for some first aid pointers anyway.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666201114245515138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kDWVc1JHIkM/TqJj5ICGx4I/AAAAAAAAJ6w/iPuyCvf3qlU/s400/IMG_0123.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oiV9tJh55mY/TqJj4_V1C6I/AAAAAAAAJ6g/SF8KzUrsZkU/s1600/IMG_0134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666201111912319906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oiV9tJh55mY/TqJj4_V1C6I/AAAAAAAAJ6g/SF8KzUrsZkU/s400/IMG_0134.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As always, Tuesday was a busy day. Still, in between Lizzie's after-school chess club/class and her evening soccer practice, we found time to put together and play with our new "rice box." The girls fought so much over the "bean box" that I decided to make another sensory box so they could each have one to play with. Nope. Now they fight over the rice and ignore the beans.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0OQ_Ce8YBsU/TqJjFygm8TI/AAAAAAAAJ6U/rWMST_RL05s/s1600/IMG_0138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666200232294543666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0OQ_Ce8YBsU/TqJjFygm8TI/AAAAAAAAJ6U/rWMST_RL05s/s400/IMG_0138.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I didn't trust Ellie withe whole bean box so I just gave her a couple bowls and a handful of beans to transfer back and forth.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9canCjzj2vQ/TqJjFnkd5BI/AAAAAAAAJ6I/pwdPPpsJfpQ/s1600/IMG_0146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666200229357937682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9canCjzj2vQ/TqJjFnkd5BI/AAAAAAAAJ6I/pwdPPpsJfpQ/s400/IMG_0146.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QNH6HzLkQR4/TqJiwzaG6II/AAAAAAAAJ58/cQ8GWtA39zU/s1600/IMG_0149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666199871758461058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QNH6HzLkQR4/TqJiwzaG6II/AAAAAAAAJ58/cQ8GWtA39zU/s400/IMG_0149.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pc3Ttx4AvpM/TqJiwqnyuPI/AAAAAAAAJ5w/QY8wFd4EdxI/s1600/IMG_0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666199869399939314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pc3Ttx4AvpM/TqJiwqnyuPI/AAAAAAAAJ5w/QY8wFd4EdxI/s400/IMG_0142.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-62I6qjwKPCA/TqJid8ZJB3I/AAAAAAAAJ5k/Aj7hcyT4pPo/s1600/IMG_0152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666199547752810354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-62I6qjwKPCA/TqJid8ZJB3I/AAAAAAAAJ5k/Aj7hcyT4pPo/s400/IMG_0152.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VOsoAOdHe70/TqJidY8--EI/AAAAAAAAJ5Y/RLRKd8E-VJE/s1600/IMG_0154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666199538239469634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VOsoAOdHe70/TqJidY8--EI/AAAAAAAAJ5Y/RLRKd8E-VJE/s400/IMG_0154.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WEDNESDAY - The little girls and I went to Hidden Pond Nature Center with friends. It was a nice visit. Alaina declared that she liked "nakes and turtles." Of course when a worker pulled out a tiny snake for the kids to see up close, Laines declared that she did not "like nakes." At home we played with pipe cleaners and colanders (thanks for the idea Pinterest) and had a contentious dinner (cuz the girls resisted eating my delicious pot roast and Drew's delicious gravy). iz, play with pipe cleaners, food fight over dinner. Then, I whisked Liz off to the outlet mall for some shoe shopping (thanks Nana!).&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s86wqD2ytf8/TqJg0qmkbII/AAAAAAAAJ5A/gN1-oLIfhfs/s1600/IMG_0164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666197739091029122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s86wqD2ytf8/TqJg0qmkbII/AAAAAAAAJ5A/gN1-oLIfhfs/s400/IMG_0164.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PMe_VOC8z14/TqJgaq42bcI/AAAAAAAAJ44/g0av2xWLqEY/s1600/IMG_0172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666197292491107778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PMe_VOC8z14/TqJgaq42bcI/AAAAAAAAJ44/g0av2xWLqEY/s400/IMG_0172.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l63-ZWeaFIQ/TqJgaIp9RiI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/2zI6pHJbc_0/s1600/IMG_0184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666197283301836322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l63-ZWeaFIQ/TqJgaIp9RiI/AAAAAAAAJ4o/2zI6pHJbc_0/s400/IMG_0184.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OmY_jVgMt0o/TqJf48FiveI/AAAAAAAAJ4c/2hdeytP5p6U/s1600/IMG_0196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666196712992194018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OmY_jVgMt0o/TqJf48FiveI/AAAAAAAAJ4c/2hdeytP5p6U/s400/IMG_0196.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;THURSDAY - Another busy day between Lizzie's after school girls basketball and evening soccer practice. It was business as usual during the day. Alaina had so much fun at Joy School that when I went to pick her up she tried to hide from me. Of course, she's three so she only hid her head under the pillow. At one the little ones "painted" the furniture with basting brushes.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666194806051080306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kU4kkOjlp1A/TqJeJ8LWiHI/AAAAAAAAJ4Q/7tqyCNz572E/s400/IMG_0224.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AYBQ2bFB_LM/TqJd8ljfoQI/AAAAAAAAJ4I/wczsphACFxM/s1600/IMG_0235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666194576640024834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AYBQ2bFB_LM/TqJd8ljfoQI/AAAAAAAAJ4I/wczsphACFxM/s400/IMG_0235.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ongrz11UfHI/TqJd76k3z8I/AAAAAAAAJ34/MABOYNfktws/s1600/IMG_0241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666194565103079362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ongrz11UfHI/TqJd76k3z8I/AAAAAAAAJ34/MABOYNfktws/s400/IMG_0241.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; FRIDAY - It was Drew's day off, which was nice, though slightly dampened by the fact that we were both sick (we were sick all week actually). We finally got around to buying a piano. We went with digital. In the evening we to the Fall Fiesta at Lizzie's school. In the pix below we are eating our pre-dinner Halloween-themed cake pops. Yum.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2QXgiCirSSs/TqJdIShjqII/AAAAAAAAJ3w/vuTLbAj4A0I/s1600/IMG_0258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666193678178429058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2QXgiCirSSs/TqJdIShjqII/AAAAAAAAJ3w/vuTLbAj4A0I/s400/IMG_0258.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AoscOLV2N1Y/TqJdICwY7HI/AAAAAAAAJ3g/LKUkqQsmT_g/s1600/IMG_0262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666193673945672818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AoscOLV2N1Y/TqJdICwY7HI/AAAAAAAAJ3g/LKUkqQsmT_g/s400/IMG_0262.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SATURDAY - Andrew was gone most of the day at ski patrol and we survived. The girls and I worked on our Halloween costumes and went to Lizzie's soccer game. In the evening we attended our ward's chili cookoff and trunk-or-treat (a million pix to follow later).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY - Primary Program! Liz did fabulous and I survived three hours with my primary class. During the program, one of my kids was especially/comically hard to control. He just couldn't sit still. At one point we flung his arms out to the side and hit the girl next to him in the eye (and she cried). After the meeting the boy's mother commented that she will never again give her son his inhaler right before a primary program. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-98sDsWEx9PU/TqBCfz1acEI/AAAAAAAAJ04/k4JlMVrGMHk/s1600/IMG_9994.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xyic-pdXCU8/TqBCffTA-VI/AAAAAAAAJ0s/Ro9COK2d10M/s1600/IMG_9996.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-923508522310837587?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/923508522310837587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=923508522310837587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/923508522310837587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/923508522310837587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2011/10/week-in-review.html' title='Week in Review'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GL-kw5quMqU/TqUEyxTgjKI/AAAAAAAAJ78/2jgpAEQ8SoU/s72-c/IMG_9994.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-5398892167112645276</id><published>2011-10-22T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T23:36:26.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Wolf Lodge Part 3</title><content type='html'>Along with swimming and water sliding, we napped/relaxed:&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-31d7XzDFOvY/Tp854UhP91I/AAAAAAAAJs0/rMUC20stq5k/s1600/mIMG_0022h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665310495998998354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-31d7XzDFOvY/Tp854UhP91I/AAAAAAAAJs0/rMUC20stq5k/s400/mIMG_0022h.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ccvZmVSrTts/Tp854OqA71I/AAAAAAAAJsk/mXzIgjr_p44/s1600/mIMG_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665310494425149266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ccvZmVSrTts/Tp854OqA71I/AAAAAAAAJsk/mXzIgjr_p44/s400/mIMG_0023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We jumped on the beds (the kids aren't allowed to do this at home, but I say it's part of the hotel experience):&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-drFul97nT64/Tp823zwBR2I/AAAAAAAAJsY/W8Hw6JgODo0/s1600/mIMG_0032g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665307188667696994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-drFul97nT64/Tp823zwBR2I/AAAAAAAAJsY/W8Hw6JgODo0/s400/mIMG_0032g.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3grLGfu7g4k/Tp81axK8wNI/AAAAAAAAJsM/vupqxK4KqpA/s1600/mIMG_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665305590247506130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3grLGfu7g4k/Tp81axK8wNI/AAAAAAAAJsM/vupqxK4KqpA/s400/mIMG_0021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MreMZK9UhVA/Tp81ajIm8TI/AAAAAAAAJsA/_oQ6pvvZdkU/s1600/mIMG_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665305586479591730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MreMZK9UhVA/Tp81ajIm8TI/AAAAAAAAJsA/_oQ6pvvZdkU/s400/mIMG_0016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We played Magi Quest:&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BFqn-rM_Fdw/Tp5GTccmGkI/AAAAAAAAJrc/1XdugQQOJbk/s1600/mIMG_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665042681146251842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BFqn-rM_Fdw/Tp5GTccmGkI/AAAAAAAAJrc/1XdugQQOJbk/s400/mIMG_0011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q0sHLfbPCAk/Tp5F-1Hpz4I/AAAAAAAAJrQ/7FrL4cf-OCk/s1600/mIMG_0004bb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665042326992048002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q0sHLfbPCAk/Tp5F-1Hpz4I/AAAAAAAAJrQ/7FrL4cf-OCk/s400/mIMG_0004bb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m9xPmep3g2U/Tp5F918K6hI/AAAAAAAAJrE/W5LkECVHORo/s1600/mIMG_0009n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665042310032452114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m9xPmep3g2U/Tp5F918K6hI/AAAAAAAAJrE/W5LkECVHORo/s400/mIMG_0009n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got a wand for Lainey because I felt bad that she was lefted out. She didn't understand the game, but she sure liked making animals talk with a wave of her wand.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q9fOMvneoec/Tp5FMGH4b2I/AAAAAAAAJq4/S7TpoCleuIk/s1600/mIMG_9999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665041455383080802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q9fOMvneoec/Tp5FMGH4b2I/AAAAAAAAJq4/S7TpoCleuIk/s400/mIMG_9999.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We enjoyed time with our friends.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-81lWCxBQydc/Tp0iOsDSRoI/AAAAAAAAJqs/HdQkJzxBSkY/s1600/mIMG_0087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664721542040405634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-81lWCxBQydc/Tp0iOsDSRoI/AAAAAAAAJqs/HdQkJzxBSkY/s400/mIMG_0087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oVeXoeaHzi0/Tp0iDCULvjI/AAAAAAAAJqg/0dbXqyejFko/s1600/mIMG_0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664721341858430514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oVeXoeaHzi0/Tp0iDCULvjI/AAAAAAAAJqg/0dbXqyejFko/s400/mIMG_0089.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We enjoyed good food:&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dj1HQ7BRwe0/Tp0iC-t_ZbI/AAAAAAAAJqU/x4y-bApbJCc/s1600/mIMG_0093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664721340892931506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dj1HQ7BRwe0/Tp0iC-t_ZbI/AAAAAAAAJqU/x4y-bApbJCc/s400/mIMG_0093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gokPuO7Gsug/Tp0hr2brWcI/AAAAAAAAJqI/YBfJ2kqSdaU/s1600/mIMG_0095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664720943531645378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gokPuO7Gsug/Tp0hr2brWcI/AAAAAAAAJqI/YBfJ2kqSdaU/s400/mIMG_0095.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-5398892167112645276?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/5398892167112645276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=5398892167112645276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/5398892167112645276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/5398892167112645276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2011/10/great-wolf-lodge-part-3.html' title='Great Wolf Lodge Part 3'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-31d7XzDFOvY/Tp854UhP91I/AAAAAAAAJs0/rMUC20stq5k/s72-c/mIMG_0022h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-8270534495948864536</id><published>2011-10-22T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T23:35:12.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Wolf Lodge, Part 2 (Trick or Treating)</title><content type='html'>The girls experienced their first trick-or-treating of the season at Great Wolf. I had Liz and Laines wear the same thing they wore last year: their skeleton jammies (luckily they still fit).&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qjbzymj0cwc/Tp-aZBKZ3-I/AAAAAAAAJv8/ySHS6UpLYmQ/s1600/mIMG_0035y.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gtGwUf02Kd0/Tp-Y3NVahNI/AAAAAAAAJvw/6Ne7mKi3zxg/s1600/mIMG_0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 244px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665414930495079634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gtGwUf02Kd0/Tp-Y3NVahNI/AAAAAAAAJvw/6Ne7mKi3zxg/s400/mIMG_0036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ellie wore Lainey's old ballerina costume. She doesn't understand trick-or-treating, but she does understand candy and she tried to help herself at every candy station.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9xnRGgvAeO0/Tp-Y2-dcC8I/AAAAAAAAJvk/0xRYGTAUngY/s1600/mIMG_0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 273px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665414926502202306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9xnRGgvAeO0/Tp-Y2-dcC8I/AAAAAAAAJvk/0xRYGTAUngY/s400/mIMG_0037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SgLyfGwj15U/Tp-XTZ-wxEI/AAAAAAAAJu0/8acnNZl1Duo/s1600/mIMG_0038v.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665413215902811202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SgLyfGwj15U/Tp-XTZ-wxEI/AAAAAAAAJu0/8acnNZl1Duo/s400/mIMG_0038v.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ro-P4feMQXc/Tp9WvG45GBI/AAAAAAAAJuQ/fiNrA_8tVf0/s1600/mIMG_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665342223558449170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ro-P4feMQXc/Tp9WvG45GBI/AAAAAAAAJuQ/fiNrA_8tVf0/s400/mIMG_0042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Back at our room, we let the kids break into their candy bags.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xxFK0TxO3LQ/Tp9WuzFbBtI/AAAAAAAAJuE/zu_spAIMEdk/s1600/mIMG_0044h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665342218242295506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xxFK0TxO3LQ/Tp9WuzFbBtI/AAAAAAAAJuE/zu_spAIMEdk/s400/mIMG_0044h.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E2YR7TchpOI/Tp9WalZu5rI/AAAAAAAAJts/YfX8XGhI9dc/s1600/mIMG_0047r.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665341870972004018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E2YR7TchpOI/Tp9WalZu5rI/AAAAAAAAJts/YfX8XGhI9dc/s400/mIMG_0047r.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x39tEZKWcFA/Tp9V82GsaXI/AAAAAAAAJtk/bbWmNLqUPRU/s1600/mIMG_0048t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665341360059476338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x39tEZKWcFA/Tp9V82GsaXI/AAAAAAAAJtk/bbWmNLqUPRU/s400/mIMG_0048t.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hAHGGGvZvvw/Tp9V8p3zZwI/AAAAAAAAJtU/loWoF4S6NSI/s1600/mIMG_0050y.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665341356775794434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hAHGGGvZvvw/Tp9V8p3zZwI/AAAAAAAAJtU/loWoF4S6NSI/s400/mIMG_0050y.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once they were all sugared up, the dancing started.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NfwbJRuzwCc/Tp88OLNnuLI/AAAAAAAAJs8/IEsJm6UgptM/s1600/mIMG_0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665313070481127602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NfwbJRuzwCc/Tp88OLNnuLI/AAAAAAAAJs8/IEsJm6UgptM/s400/mIMG_0060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-8270534495948864536?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/8270534495948864536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=8270534495948864536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/8270534495948864536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/8270534495948864536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2011/10/great-wolf-lodge-part-2-trick-or.html' title='Great Wolf Lodge, Part 2 (Trick or Treating)'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gtGwUf02Kd0/Tp-Y3NVahNI/AAAAAAAAJvw/6Ne7mKi3zxg/s72-c/mIMG_0036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-1737352760708285899</id><published>2011-10-21T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T21:59:13.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Wolf Lodge Part 1</title><content type='html'>We went last weekend. We loved it.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--VPcDDH3zNc/Tp-d9AV_AzI/AAAAAAAAJxc/EpGGgDk_5nQ/s1600/mIMG_9993.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V0ckyLZI1wc/Tp-dU0iZH-I/AAAAAAAAJxQ/lWFErUke9iA/s1600/mIMG_9997b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665419837281214434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V0ckyLZI1wc/Tp-dU0iZH-I/AAAAAAAAJxQ/lWFErUke9iA/s400/mIMG_9997b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-77IukM2F7yk/Tp-dUa0R6wI/AAAAAAAAJxE/FLWfRovjYDQ/s1600/mIMG_9996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665419830376917762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-77IukM2F7yk/Tp-dUa0R6wI/AAAAAAAAJxE/FLWfRovjYDQ/s400/mIMG_9996.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fdC-xDOONhg/Tp-c_Jg6-SI/AAAAAAAAJw4/yXIKu4-iat4/s1600/mIMG_9998.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We loved the slides. It took a while to get Lizzie to try them. Andrew and I almost agreed to the pedicure she been asking for just to get her on one of them. Thank goodness we didn't because it turns out they are $50! I think that's completely crazy and I must say I never saw kid in the spa. Anyway, I pretty much forced Lizzie to try a slide with me on a double tube. She loved it and I was pretty happy that she soon wanted to ride on her own and even ride backwards.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y6c_mbq4od0/Tp-cpRbpHkI/AAAAAAAAJws/wD3PCWj3Cpo/s1600/mIMG_0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665419089123286594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y6c_mbq4od0/Tp-cpRbpHkI/AAAAAAAAJws/wD3PCWj3Cpo/s400/mIMG_0070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wgkNMmmC4Ck/Tp-cpPlbCwI/AAAAAAAAJwg/KDJpVwxFKFI/s1600/mIMG_0071b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665419088627436290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wgkNMmmC4Ck/Tp-cpPlbCwI/AAAAAAAAJwg/KDJpVwxFKFI/s400/mIMG_0071b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I8rP8gEFWRo/Tp-cJsoF2eI/AAAAAAAAJwI/9DjvZKuQKAo/s1600/mIMG_0081b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665418546667444706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I8rP8gEFWRo/Tp-cJsoF2eI/AAAAAAAAJwI/9DjvZKuQKAo/s400/mIMG_0081b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-1737352760708285899?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/1737352760708285899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=1737352760708285899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/1737352760708285899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/1737352760708285899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2011/10/great-wolf-lodge-part-1.html' title='Great Wolf Lodge Part 1'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V0ckyLZI1wc/Tp-dU0iZH-I/AAAAAAAAJxQ/lWFErUke9iA/s72-c/mIMG_9997b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-7520202664716149268</id><published>2011-10-20T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T10:38:24.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lizzie update</title><content type='html'>Lizzie is eight years old now. I can't believe my baby is so big. Well, really she's not that big. At her annual checkup I learned that she is 25% for height and 30% for weight, so she's a small fry. Not surprising since she can still fit into some of her size six clothes and most size eight's are too big. We went shoe shopping yesterday and I was surprised to find that she fits into size 13 and 1.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cZ2LfHNdFRo/Tk3ogvqPgaI/AAAAAAAAI3Q/gDKdSS-4YRg/s1600/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642421557412200866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cZ2LfHNdFRo/Tk3ogvqPgaI/AAAAAAAAI3Q/gDKdSS-4YRg/s400/5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lizzie loves to read. Right now she's excited about the Geronimo and Thea Stilton series (though she sometimes also reads the Little House on the Praire and A Series of Unfortunate Events series). Toy-wise she likes Legos, American Girls Dolls, My Little Pony, and Polly Pocket (she claims she likes Barbies, but almost never plays with hers). I'm really glad Liz still feels young enough to play with toys. I want her transition to tween and teenager to be postponed and gradual.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WR-JlcLx3AQ/Tk3ogXzFroI/AAAAAAAAI3I/lRTg8QKLffU/s1600/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642421551006854786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WR-JlcLx3AQ/Tk3ogXzFroI/AAAAAAAAI3I/lRTg8QKLffU/s400/4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Elizabeth still mispronounces lots of words (which I find this charming because it reminds me of how young she still is): decisioned, haded, lie-berry (library). She knows about the tooth fairy, but still believes in Santa and the Easter Bunny which I hope lasts through at least one more holiday season. She is starting to learn about more grown up topics. During a recent trip to Costco she noticed and asked about the packages of tampons and pads. I did my best to explain menstration whilst grocery shopping and wrangling the two little ones. I thought I did alright, but later, as we had pizza dinner at Costco Liz announced that she didn't want to be a teenager. I asked Lizzie why not and she said, "well, you know that thing where you bleed out your butt?" So, I explained it all over again and tried to address her concerns.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QLUxzb4S7IE/Tk3n5f8w-tI/AAAAAAAAI3A/8y30Nzc97l4/s1600/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642420883180026578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QLUxzb4S7IE/Tk3n5f8w-tI/AAAAAAAAI3A/8y30Nzc97l4/s400/3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lizzie recently started attending Activity Day girls. She has gone to one activity so far and when I asked her how it was, she said, "wonderful." She made a cute fringed fleece scarf that she proudly showed all her school teachers the next day. Liz is also involved in Brownie Girl Scouts, chess club, girls basketball, and soccer. The last three will end in the next month or so and then we'll give her a break from activities and classes (well, a break until we buy a piano and start those lessons).&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mJE_xnCDlSM/Tk3n5LsePeI/AAAAAAAAI24/J2ruE0nI4vo/s1600/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642420877742980578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mJE_xnCDlSM/Tk3n5LsePeI/AAAAAAAAI24/J2ruE0nI4vo/s400/2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The other night, Alaina was being especially loud and Andrew was especially fed up with her bedtime antics. He told Laines if she made another noise he was going to take away her stuffed pig. When I checked on the girls a few minutes later, Lainey was quiet and Liz was crying. She said that she couldn't fall asleep without the noise her little sister usually made and complained of feeling "all alone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liz remains sweet, inquisitive, and sensitive. She has been asking a lot of religious questions lately (Who created God? What is the spirit world like?). I occasionally find her crying (particularly late at night) about her stillborn brother and deceased paternal grandparents, saying that she really wants to see them all, but she doesn't want to die yet. She also worries (and sometimes cries) about non-member friends and wants to know where they will go when they die. Yesterday I talked to Lizzie about diversity and tried to explain how we usually use the term in regards to variety amongst races, religions, cultures, and so on. Somehow that led to me telling her about crazy white supremists. This really upset her and she talked at length about how wrong they were and about how smart and pretty her friend Kayla is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-7520202664716149268?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/7520202664716149268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=7520202664716149268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/7520202664716149268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/7520202664716149268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2011/10/lizzie-update.html' title='Lizzie update'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cZ2LfHNdFRo/Tk3ogvqPgaI/AAAAAAAAI3Q/gDKdSS-4YRg/s72-c/5.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-1457687008553070229</id><published>2011-10-19T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T13:36:42.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A day at the Smithsonian with house guests</title><content type='html'>Before all our house guests left town we had a little fun together. My parent's stay was the shortest, but while they were in town they played with the kids, went to Cafe Rio with us, and Papa walked around the lake with the grandkids. Before they left Liz told him it was a short walk, then when they'd been walking for awhile and he asked how much longer, she said, "Oh a long time. It's far."&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-65_PktTuGKs/Tp0fwe_6P-I/AAAAAAAAJpA/MSzRmKA-rDM/s1600/IMG_0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664718824117256162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-65_PktTuGKs/Tp0fwe_6P-I/AAAAAAAAJpA/MSzRmKA-rDM/s400/IMG_0034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had another day with Scott and Codi after Nana and Papa left and we spent it downtown at the Smithsonians. We visited the Air &amp;amp; Space and the Natural History museums. After the latter one the girls bravely held (or at least touched) insects in the bug section.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--x3YakIJtY0/Tp0fj5EnTNI/AAAAAAAAJo0/eCLJPLExaTg/s1600/IMG_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664718607778008274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--x3YakIJtY0/Tp0fj5EnTNI/AAAAAAAAJo0/eCLJPLExaTg/s400/IMG_0032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr1UoHdAhHM/Tp0e2QCB1II/AAAAAAAAJoQ/9Vs4Zw6E0C4/s1600/IMG_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664717823667197058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sr1UoHdAhHM/Tp0e2QCB1II/AAAAAAAAJoQ/9Vs4Zw6E0C4/s400/IMG_0030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3OmMXMcao5s/Tp0ekadgg4I/AAAAAAAAJoE/MpuFxGBe0UA/s1600/IMG_0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664717517229163394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3OmMXMcao5s/Tp0ekadgg4I/AAAAAAAAJoE/MpuFxGBe0UA/s400/IMG_0031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yWIFrjYXO5A/Tp0dbnlEJqI/AAAAAAAAJnU/FcSXgsVr0As/s1600/IMG_0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664716266620069538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yWIFrjYXO5A/Tp0dbnlEJqI/AAAAAAAAJnU/FcSXgsVr0As/s400/IMG_0029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bug tunnel for the kiddos:&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BLhdmUfQccU/Tp0b7MHv6EI/AAAAAAAAJmY/jJ7A9mYn0ic/s1600/IMG_0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664714609981909058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BLhdmUfQccU/Tp0b7MHv6EI/AAAAAAAAJmY/jJ7A9mYn0ic/s400/IMG_0025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dSnFCmKj-jc/Tp0bsNxr7KI/AAAAAAAAJmM/moHxbTaB1PQ/s1600/IMG_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664714352728206498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dSnFCmKj-jc/Tp0bsNxr7KI/AAAAAAAAJmM/moHxbTaB1PQ/s400/IMG_0026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fKctzlDRsew/Tp0brqvT1aI/AAAAAAAAJmA/X2XlEHP2KK0/s1600/IMG_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664714343322998178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fKctzlDRsew/Tp0brqvT1aI/AAAAAAAAJmA/X2XlEHP2KK0/s400/IMG_0028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also spent some time relaxing by the sculpture garden's fountain before heading to one of Andrew's favorite DC barbecue joints.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YFnzIQyX1yE/Tp0ay-jKrOI/AAAAAAAAJl0/nLApdeEej8w/s1600/IMG_0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664713369388231906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YFnzIQyX1yE/Tp0ay-jKrOI/AAAAAAAAJl0/nLApdeEej8w/s400/IMG_0043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RhhY3F8S23Q/Tp0algcTDII/AAAAAAAAJlo/Sw03ZRePmpE/s1600/IMG_0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664713137968057474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RhhY3F8S23Q/Tp0algcTDII/AAAAAAAAJlo/Sw03ZRePmpE/s400/IMG_0044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls especially liked dangling their feet in the fountain.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rsa4RgsKS0Y/Tp0alU4ovXI/AAAAAAAAJlc/UBaVgGlvvgY/s1600/IMG_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ht9ryRdAc4/Tp0aQzYIluI/AAAAAAAAJlU/hrGS8-ZwYY0/s1600/IMG_0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664712782273615586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ht9ryRdAc4/Tp0aQzYIluI/AAAAAAAAJlU/hrGS8-ZwYY0/s400/IMG_0047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664712775929140754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hjx8TujV_ZQ/Tp0aQbvflhI/AAAAAAAAJlE/KyT2Bpowfkg/s400/IMG_0048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-1457687008553070229?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/1457687008553070229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=1457687008553070229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/1457687008553070229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/1457687008553070229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2011/10/day-at-smithsonian-with-house-guests.html' title='A day at the Smithsonian with house guests'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-65_PktTuGKs/Tp0fwe_6P-I/AAAAAAAAJpA/MSzRmKA-rDM/s72-c/IMG_0034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-3629406178503559653</id><published>2011-10-18T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T13:41:34.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elizabeth's Baptism &amp; Confirmation</title><content type='html'>Lizzie was baptised by her father on Saturday, October 8th at the Mt Vernon Stake Center.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2sq1ZYJhNBk/Tp0WlDFIXAI/AAAAAAAAJkg/ujOra-vwx6Q/s1600/a%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664708732039748610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2sq1ZYJhNBk/Tp0WlDFIXAI/AAAAAAAAJkg/ujOra-vwx6Q/s400/a%2B%25282%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She really wanted to wear a dress. For a few days I harbored some delusions about my ability to make one for her. Then, I found one at the online Distribution center (phew). I figure all three girls can wear it. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1YKXCEdFors/Tp0WkwPH7dI/AAAAAAAAJkU/d_Q1Jx-_zK4/s1600/aa%2B%25283%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664708726981389778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1YKXCEdFors/Tp0WkwPH7dI/AAAAAAAAJkU/d_Q1Jx-_zK4/s400/aa%2B%25283%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was a little surprised when Liz took a size large. Those dresses must run small because Lizzie doesn't wear size large in anything. I love those braids. Lizzie usually never lets me braid her hair because she hates the way it looks when she unbraids it.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W-fpZdCvpKc/Tp0V4qILBGI/AAAAAAAAJkI/UCuxX7nQ00c/s1600/aa%2B%25288%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664707969427375202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W-fpZdCvpKc/Tp0V4qILBGI/AAAAAAAAJkI/UCuxX7nQ00c/s400/aa%2B%25288%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Liz was really excited that her good friend Jordan was baptised the same day. So cute.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FNSyE6qbpcg/Tp0V4YBCZcI/AAAAAAAAJj8/UA5fTAqjrVA/s1600/aaaa%2B%25281%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664707964565611970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FNSyE6qbpcg/Tp0V4YBCZcI/AAAAAAAAJj8/UA5fTAqjrVA/s400/aaaa%2B%25281%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7iEC1UuuItA/Tp0VOr2kGbI/AAAAAAAAJjw/AcDTsYgBHDM/s1600/aaaa%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664707248335886770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7iEC1UuuItA/Tp0VOr2kGbI/AAAAAAAAJjw/AcDTsYgBHDM/s400/aaaa%2B%25282%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZP5RlYIElbY/Tp0VONAPWII/AAAAAAAAJjk/CyKb5srxfeo/s1600/aaaa%2B%25283%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664707240054970498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZP5RlYIElbY/Tp0VONAPWII/AAAAAAAAJjk/CyKb5srxfeo/s400/aaaa%2B%25283%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Darin &amp;amp; Jordan Maney, Andrew &amp;amp; Lizzie Nielson. I thought Andrew's flip flops looked kind of cute/funny. I'm just not used to seeing him in flip flops and a tie, especially in the chapel (though church shoes would have looked very weird).&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSYlApFOkW0/Tp0UxFWMRII/AAAAAAAAJjY/odzgYMKt4o0/s1600/aa%2B%25285%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664706739783353474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSYlApFOkW0/Tp0UxFWMRII/AAAAAAAAJjY/odzgYMKt4o0/s400/aa%2B%25285%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; During the first meeting Andrew said the opening prayer and my mother gave a fabulous talk on baptism. Then, the kids were sent back to the baptismal font in shifts. We were in the first group (3 of the 5). The stake leader joked that the kids were having a "pioneer baptism" because the water heater wasn't working. Poor Liz had to be dunked twice because her foot popped up too soon (Uncle Scott &amp;amp; Papa where her witnesses). After the baptism we adjourned to another room for a talk on confirmation and the confirmations themselves.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4SkLVA_iZ4o/Tp0Uw-DLaWI/AAAAAAAAJjM/KPLnDqR9wXI/s1600/aa%2B%25287%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664706737824557410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4SkLVA_iZ4o/Tp0Uw-DLaWI/AAAAAAAAJjM/KPLnDqR9wXI/s400/aa%2B%25287%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was so excited and proud and am still amazed that I have an eight-year-old daughter. Alaina was also pretty excited. I was impressed at how well she behaved during the various meetings.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1-NpOc9sFr8/Tp0SJVALCAI/AAAAAAAAJjA/4Zb8TyZvXPA/s1600/Pictures202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 309px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664703857767942146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1-NpOc9sFr8/Tp0SJVALCAI/AAAAAAAAJjA/4Zb8TyZvXPA/s400/Pictures202.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were very grateful that Nana and Papa made the trek from Texas for Lizzie's baptism, especially since my mother has just had back surgery less than a week before. She was still sore from her surgery and had to wear an uncomfortable brace. To make things worse she realized Friday night, after taking a pain pill (makes her groggy), that she had left her carry-on bag with her talk at the airport.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-POp-CTjZmkk/Tp0RmANvxtI/AAAAAAAAJi0/MvAFrWs48pw/s1600/aaa%2B%25281%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664703250892310226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-POp-CTjZmkk/Tp0RmANvxtI/AAAAAAAAJi0/MvAFrWs48pw/s400/aaa%2B%25281%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Scott and his family drove in from Pennsylvania for the weekend and we really appreciated their company and support (below: brother Scott and my father).&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BSRaOWTmEiE/Tp0NbVXuulI/AAAAAAAAJio/ELdBa2e3O1I/s1600/aa%2B%25289%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664698669546256978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BSRaOWTmEiE/Tp0NbVXuulI/AAAAAAAAJio/ELdBa2e3O1I/s400/aa%2B%25289%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a full house with my parents sleeping in the spare bedroom in the basement, Scott's fam in the girls room, and Lizzie and Lainey in our bed, but we were so glad to have the company and so grateful that we finally live somewhere that can accomodate houseguests (below: SIL Codi).&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9XTzOka99NQ/Tp0Na35DbkI/AAAAAAAAJic/H5SsfkdjTkE/s1600/aa%2B%252810%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664698661632962114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9XTzOka99NQ/Tp0Na35DbkI/AAAAAAAAJic/H5SsfkdjTkE/s400/aa%2B%252810%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lizzie and Jordan seemed to have a really nice time on their big day.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-asHolQlrN_o/Tp0L5G2k7qI/AAAAAAAAJiU/6QsmP-MESVI/s1600/aaa%2B%25284%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664696982021926562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-asHolQlrN_o/Tp0L5G2k7qI/AAAAAAAAJiU/6QsmP-MESVI/s400/aaa%2B%25284%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were also grateful for the local friend that showed up to support us. Lizzie is pictured below with Jordan and their friend, Karly, from school (picture borrowed from Wendi's blog).&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xm6M2VWaCAM/Tp0L4kjCBZI/AAAAAAAAJiE/Y8U2pSu-GVE/s1600/aaaa%2B%25284%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664696972813141394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xm6M2VWaCAM/Tp0L4kjCBZI/AAAAAAAAJiE/Y8U2pSu-GVE/s400/aaaa%2B%25284%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-3629406178503559653?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/3629406178503559653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=3629406178503559653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/3629406178503559653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/3629406178503559653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2011/10/elizabeths-baptism-confirmation.html' title='Elizabeth&apos;s Baptism &amp; Confirmation'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2sq1ZYJhNBk/Tp0WlDFIXAI/AAAAAAAAJkg/ujOra-vwx6Q/s72-c/a%2B%25282%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-8677676824031698928</id><published>2011-10-17T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T08:03:14.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baptism Prep</title><content type='html'>Last spring my sister, Julie, embroidered Lizzie's name on a towel to use when she came out of the font (Jules also made one for Jordan). I did the towels way early. I did the new set of engraved scriptures way late, racing up to Maryland to buy them just days before Lizzie's baptism.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3bSNcst2BM/Tpz7pu_H6jI/AAAAAAAAJhg/S0sV1yth1T0/s1600/1ae.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664679125731240498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3bSNcst2BM/Tpz7pu_H6jI/AAAAAAAAJhg/S0sV1yth1T0/s400/1ae.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I planned to make a cute sugar cookie bouquet for the post baptism refreshment table, but my attempts to make cookies in the shape of the number eight where unsuccessful (as in they were crazy uneven and almost all fell apart on the skewers). &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_uXufAWCunc/Tpz7PVXwYKI/AAAAAAAAJhU/RIR5EgeCWVw/s1600/1aa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664678672178634914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_uXufAWCunc/Tpz7PVXwYKI/AAAAAAAAJhU/RIR5EgeCWVw/s400/1aa.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls enjoyed eating the cookie rejects from my trial run. Andrew said they didn't taste like sugar cookies at all because they had too much flour. What ev. When it came down to it I did simple foods: bottled water, piggies in the blanket from Costco, and tasty chicken salad sandwiches on croissants (made by Drew). &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EF5wMrH_kf0/Tpz7PLnqsII/AAAAAAAAJhI/tFuv_7Mxev0/s1600/1ab.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664678669561016450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EF5wMrH_kf0/Tpz7PLnqsII/AAAAAAAAJhI/tFuv_7Mxev0/s400/1ab.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had initially planned on doing more details and decorations for Lizzie's post baptism get-together like cupcake toppers, ribbon topiaries, and decorated water bottles. In the end it was probably better than I didn't get around to doing those things because as soon as we headed to our scheduled refreshment room, some guy from another ward came and booted us, saying he had scheduled it before us and needed to set up for his post baptism luncheon. Not cool, but we rolled with punches and quickly moved to the cultural hall.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4TES6ePPQIg/Tpz66-_xOaI/AAAAAAAAJg8/nSdHjQMixkA/s1600/1ac.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664678322575063458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4TES6ePPQIg/Tpz66-_xOaI/AAAAAAAAJg8/nSdHjQMixkA/s400/1ac.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I did get around to making a giant photographic eight for Liz. I thought it was pretty cool, but wasn't sure what she thought of it until Ellie tried to take one of the pictures off the wall. Lizzie got upset and told Gabrielle to leave them alone because I needed to save them so I could make a nine for her next year (something I hadn't planned on doing until she mentioned it).&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cta5JppoeSQ/Tpz66b7yiwI/AAAAAAAAJgw/3eltslHK04A/s1600/1af.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664678313163131650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cta5JppoeSQ/Tpz66b7yiwI/AAAAAAAAJgw/3eltslHK04A/s400/1af.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-8677676824031698928?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/8677676824031698928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=8677676824031698928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/8677676824031698928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/8677676824031698928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2011/10/baptism-prep.html' title='Baptism Prep'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3bSNcst2BM/Tpz7pu_H6jI/AAAAAAAAJhg/S0sV1yth1T0/s72-c/1ae.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-4460880521101457160</id><published>2011-10-17T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T13:43:03.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8 years old photo shoot</title><content type='html'>Nearly a month ago I had some pictures taken of Liz to celebrate turning eight and her upcoming baptism and confirmation. She seemed to have fun and we got some good shots of her despite her maddening tendency to do a weird fake smile whenever she sees a camera.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uS2jR9Qf7ew/TpzqmsB7_AI/AAAAAAAAJfQ/kxS8WLU4WKQ/s1600/DSC_3080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664660381700455426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uS2jR9Qf7ew/TpzqmsB7_AI/AAAAAAAAJfQ/kxS8WLU4WKQ/s400/DSC_3080.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lizzie's friend Jordan shared the photo shoot. She was also baptised and confirmed the same day as Elizabeth. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mxRjeBE5Y-Q/TpzqSWooapI/AAAAAAAAJfE/anJ327duelc/s1600/DSC_3084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664660032359787154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mxRjeBE5Y-Q/TpzqSWooapI/AAAAAAAAJfE/anJ327duelc/s400/DSC_3084.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvuV4vFVi7I/TpzqRxH4LrI/AAAAAAAAJe4/alaqhwX3ewg/s1600/DSC_3093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664660022290296498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvuV4vFVi7I/TpzqRxH4LrI/AAAAAAAAJe4/alaqhwX3ewg/s400/DSC_3093.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sPbFpKInIaM/TpxfzjpnoCI/AAAAAAAAJeU/uWMC6kzLRwk/s1600/DSC_3128-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664507770673012770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sPbFpKInIaM/TpxfzjpnoCI/AAAAAAAAJeU/uWMC6kzLRwk/s400/DSC_3128-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hVS7ZLcYTuE/TpxfzeTnjUI/AAAAAAAAJeI/FASozbQN2jU/s1600/DSC_3179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664507769238555970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hVS7ZLcYTuE/TpxfzeTnjUI/AAAAAAAAJeI/FASozbQN2jU/s400/DSC_3179.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It took us three tries to get a proper confirmation dress for Liz. The first looked like it was cap-sleeved and white online. When it arrived it was sleeveless and cream-colored (my mistake). The second dress was borrowed from a friend of a friend. I didn't think it was modest enough and Liz said it itched. Finally, the third dress arrived with just days to spare. Lizzie liked it and it fit. Thank goodness.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0a5FslFX2KQ/TpxfN620MYI/AAAAAAAAJeA/giJKQ0rQNPk/s1600/DSC_3204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664507124067348866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0a5FslFX2KQ/TpxfN620MYI/AAAAAAAAJeA/giJKQ0rQNPk/s400/DSC_3204.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nn7l1PBqy6Y/TpxfNhdNdhI/AAAAAAAAJdw/RLeuyP0req8/s1600/DSC_3214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664507117249066514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nn7l1PBqy6Y/TpxfNhdNdhI/AAAAAAAAJdw/RLeuyP0req8/s400/DSC_3214.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mefs3-yoe1M/Tpxe0TB2vgI/AAAAAAAAJdY/-ub7Tjm9nsg/s1600/DSC_3217-Edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664506683879505410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mefs3-yoe1M/Tpxe0TB2vgI/AAAAAAAAJdY/-ub7Tjm9nsg/s400/DSC_3217-Edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had the photos taken at the George Washington Masonic Memorial. The girls loved running up and down these stairs.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-35snTpSz9vo/TpxeaGbwKmI/AAAAAAAAJdM/8SZ_RTsCHtk/s1600/DSC_3368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664506233821866594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-35snTpSz9vo/TpxeaGbwKmI/AAAAAAAAJdM/8SZ_RTsCHtk/s400/DSC_3368.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-beZWWF0JB6Q/TpxeZ7Eff1I/AAAAAAAAJdA/iPDGn4-0TL8/s1600/DSC_3342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664506230771515218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-beZWWF0JB6Q/TpxeZ7Eff1I/AAAAAAAAJdA/iPDGn4-0TL8/s400/DSC_3342.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7mXI0PMz254/TpxdpeoDYlI/AAAAAAAAJc4/XuQdexOLzSI/s1600/DSC_3381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664505398502318674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7mXI0PMz254/TpxdpeoDYlI/AAAAAAAAJc4/XuQdexOLzSI/s400/DSC_3381.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GZoEJJMntyY/TpxdpCCccOI/AAAAAAAAJco/yw6hsciLvUY/s1600/DSC_3226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664505390828384482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GZoEJJMntyY/TpxdpCCccOI/AAAAAAAAJco/yw6hsciLvUY/s400/DSC_3226.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U2gYyZHRr1o/TpxclyxX-oI/AAAAAAAAJcc/K5I-9YhnAto/s1600/DSC_3468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664504235679021698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U2gYyZHRr1o/TpxclyxX-oI/AAAAAAAAJcc/K5I-9YhnAto/s400/DSC_3468.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HreyVy-GUMw/TpxcljyomPI/AAAAAAAAJcQ/9ZH-bcyUnLY/s1600/DSC_3483-Edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664504231657773298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HreyVy-GUMw/TpxcljyomPI/AAAAAAAAJcQ/9ZH-bcyUnLY/s400/DSC_3483-Edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c6IWVSJk66U/TpxcHNhNnKI/AAAAAAAAJcE/tQrO0ajdn84/s1600/DSC_3516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664503710283046050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c6IWVSJk66U/TpxcHNhNnKI/AAAAAAAAJcE/tQrO0ajdn84/s400/DSC_3516.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pBkoa-Se85M/TpxblqtDpFI/AAAAAAAAJb4/tEINo6jy5qw/s1600/1%2BDSC_3522-Edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664503134001800274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pBkoa-Se85M/TpxblqtDpFI/AAAAAAAAJb4/tEINo6jy5qw/s400/1%2BDSC_3522-Edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IFkP5LyLLgE/Tpxblca5jLI/AAAAAAAAJbs/yH9Dr7fQESo/s1600/DSC_3532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664503130167545010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IFkP5LyLLgE/Tpxblca5jLI/AAAAAAAAJbs/yH9Dr7fQESo/s400/DSC_3532.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3rtYpEWORdI/Tpxa-ml3NqI/AAAAAAAAJbk/e1X4F0CKJBs/s1600/DSC_3535-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664502462882985634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3rtYpEWORdI/Tpxa-ml3NqI/AAAAAAAAJbk/e1X4F0CKJBs/s400/DSC_3535-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6A1LqNUYsdg/Tpxa-S11BNI/AAAAAAAAJbU/-oYfZGP2LYY/s1600/DSC_3537.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664502457581241554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6A1LqNUYsdg/Tpxa-S11BNI/AAAAAAAAJbU/-oYfZGP2LYY/s400/DSC_3537.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures taken by Danelle Empey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-4460880521101457160?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/4460880521101457160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=4460880521101457160' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/4460880521101457160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/4460880521101457160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2011/10/8-years-old-photo-shoot.html' title='8 years old photo shoot'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uS2jR9Qf7ew/TpzqmsB7_AI/AAAAAAAAJfQ/kxS8WLU4WKQ/s72-c/DSC_3080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-4186202997960668888</id><published>2011-10-13T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T12:17:39.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joy School</title><content type='html'>My first stint teaching Joy School ended today. I only have five kids (years ago my mom had had double digits in my little brother's class) and it's only two hours a day, two days a week. It was fun, but tiring and I'm looking forward to a few months when all I have to do is drop Alaina off.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mPimFm5fTag/Tpc4ZucVjCI/AAAAAAAAJbI/gL2BGsp_HwM/s1600/IMG_9973.JPG"&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663057071056456738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mPimFm5fTag/Tpc4ZucVjCI/AAAAAAAAJbI/gL2BGsp_HwM/s400/IMG_9973.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My unit was on the "joy of the earth." We took a nature walk, made bird feeders, did crayon rubbings of leaves, planted basil, picked up trash, and made applesauce, amongst other things.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YK5fqV98eKc/Tpc3JVvKLpI/AAAAAAAAJaw/lxl6EN2e1LA/s1600/IMG_9981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663055690034982546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YK5fqV98eKc/Tpc3JVvKLpI/AAAAAAAAJaw/lxl6EN2e1LA/s400/IMG_9981.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today we took a field trip to Nalls nursery which was a fun way to end the unit (and meant I only had to teach for an hour). &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RylQx1HjovI/Tpc3JIOP48I/AAAAAAAAJak/GmEgMNptLNA/s1600/IMG_9987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663055686407283650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RylQx1HjovI/Tpc3JIOP48I/AAAAAAAAJak/GmEgMNptLNA/s400/IMG_9987.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-4186202997960668888?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/4186202997960668888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=4186202997960668888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/4186202997960668888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/4186202997960668888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2011/10/joy-school.html' title='Joy School'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mPimFm5fTag/Tpc4ZucVjCI/AAAAAAAAJbI/gL2BGsp_HwM/s72-c/IMG_9973.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-1508812828456920800</id><published>2011-10-03T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T12:05:27.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy, busy</title><content type='html'>Usually I like to go sight-seeing or on family activities on weekends, but since we've moved I been surprised to discover that just as often, I enjoy staying home. Last weekend I intended to go to Art on the Avenue in Del Ray, but decided instead to stay home and unpack some or our last few moving boxes. It was nice. Also, last weekend we watched conference, visited with friends, and Andrew and the girls slept in a tent on the deck.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659489796336520802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fjjTN5fhMXk/ToqL_AiWDmI/AAAAAAAAJac/PJtpWNzIlsI/s400/IMG_9911.JPG" /&gt;The girls loved their campout. Drew was sweet about it, but I know he didn't sleep well. In the following shot, Drew just paused their movie, and Liz jumped up so she can come inside and eat the take-out I brought home, so they weren't exactly "roughing it." Originally Liz and Drew were going to go to the ward camp out Friday night, but Drew was tired and it was about to rain so instead he offered to take Liz out to eat. Lizzie started crying so Andrew suggested sleeping on the deck. Liz immediately perked up and asked if she could invite Alaina.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r06Dz0txlvw/ToqI6u0krzI/AAAAAAAAJaU/gry4cH3TUJ8/s1600/1c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659486424326778674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r06Dz0txlvw/ToqI6u0krzI/AAAAAAAAJaU/gry4cH3TUJ8/s400/1c.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;During our unpacking we found an old digital camera for Liz to use. Here are a couple of her shots: Alaina wore a her "tooth fairy" costume on Sunday.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yfv25zQbV6E/ToqIbAF1OJI/AAAAAAAAJaM/CIGrevrIx90/s1600/1a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659485879206754450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yfv25zQbV6E/ToqIbAF1OJI/AAAAAAAAJaM/CIGrevrIx90/s400/1a.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As usual Ellie climbed on the table.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HWjS2e7DrV0/ToqIazvLMjI/AAAAAAAAJaE/tTzhDj1mGJ4/s1600/1b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659485875890500146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HWjS2e7DrV0/ToqIazvLMjI/AAAAAAAAJaE/tTzhDj1mGJ4/s400/1b.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The weekend was nice and now I'm back to a crazy stressful week. It feel like everything is happening right now, like in just one week things will slow down. Already I'm done with the girls birthdays (well, Liz still needs to finish her thank you notes) and tomorrow I'll be halfway done with my current Joy school unit.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uxjbkPXkqHQ/ToqHnjQtUKI/AAAAAAAAJZ8/85Iuz0ux8to/s1600/IMG_9903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659484995294417058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uxjbkPXkqHQ/ToqHnjQtUKI/AAAAAAAAJZ8/85Iuz0ux8to/s400/IMG_9903.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today was packed: I tried to make fancy cookies on a stick for Lizzie girl scout meeting, they fell apart so I scrambled to make mini cupcakes instead, then music makers, left the kids at a friends house, raced to a doctor's office, raced back to get the little kids and cupcakes in time to pick up Liz and her friends at school . . . &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SEmu_yzs_tQ/ToqHnSxQ3uI/AAAAAAAAJZ0/sJI9jc5l5EQ/s1600/IMG_9904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659484990867562210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SEmu_yzs_tQ/ToqHnSxQ3uI/AAAAAAAAJZ0/sJI9jc5l5EQ/s400/IMG_9904.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At kiss 'n ride I talked to another mom about PTA crap while my carpool kids piled in and didn't notice till I left the parking lot that I was missing one. I raced back. The kid wasn't there. My phone didn't work. Argh! Turns out it was all misscommunication--I did not lose some one else's kid--but stressful all the same. So, then the little girls and I hung out at the church while Liz was at her Brownie meeting--not easy with Ellie.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qjgk0a4W-M4/ToqGxxCsSoI/AAAAAAAAJZs/CLsGe23sj9Y/s1600/IMG_9906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659484071280790146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qjgk0a4W-M4/ToqGxxCsSoI/AAAAAAAAJZs/CLsGe23sj9Y/s400/IMG_9906.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After Brownies, we headed to Walmart to pick up supplies for tomorrow's Joy School. Some lessons require more prep than others. This one had a lot of visual aids to photo copy, cut, and color. I'm also supposed to make a sock puppet (no thanks, I'll use one I already have) and cook some apples so the kids can make applesauce tomorrow (along with planting seeds and making seed art).&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qbMYhXjvS0s/ToqGxmd8wlI/AAAAAAAAJZk/AZawHBnaI8g/s1600/IMG_9907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659484068442325586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qbMYhXjvS0s/ToqGxmd8wlI/AAAAAAAAJZk/AZawHBnaI8g/s400/IMG_9907.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After Walmart, it was homework, dinner, baths, pedicures, FHE, Lizzie's thank you notes, the regular slew of bedtime stories, and finally bed for the kids so I could move onto to my PTA and Joy School responsibilities. I can't wait for a nap this weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-1508812828456920800?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/1508812828456920800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=1508812828456920800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/1508812828456920800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/1508812828456920800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2011/10/busy-busy.html' title='Busy, busy'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fjjTN5fhMXk/ToqL_AiWDmI/AAAAAAAAJac/PJtpWNzIlsI/s72-c/IMG_9911.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-73389515999625402</id><published>2011-09-29T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T22:00:28.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleaning is futile.</title><content type='html'>She did this literally right after I washed the front of the dishwasher.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z8nanXt0c7U/ToTEgGKw-8I/AAAAAAAAJZc/7YPKdP3k7aU/s1600/IMG_9892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657863087574809538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z8nanXt0c7U/ToTEgGKw-8I/AAAAAAAAJZc/7YPKdP3k7aU/s400/IMG_9892.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3yhuFyjg-68/ToTEf3H5eKI/AAAAAAAAJZU/XwSp9VsZJu4/s1600/IMG_9893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657863083536251042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3yhuFyjg-68/ToTEf3H5eKI/AAAAAAAAJZU/XwSp9VsZJu4/s400/IMG_9893.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She's saying "no, no, no!" She hears it a lot lately.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oWySxJfeXQw/ToTEF3F7E-I/AAAAAAAAJZE/_WooMZM4kdE/s1600/IMG_9895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657862636851368930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oWySxJfeXQw/ToTEF3F7E-I/AAAAAAAAJZE/_WooMZM4kdE/s400/IMG_9895.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kRKjudQYpuE/ToTEFavjnpI/AAAAAAAAJY8/XW0RgbXCwpc/s1600/IMG_9900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657862629241364114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kRKjudQYpuE/ToTEFavjnpI/AAAAAAAAJY8/XW0RgbXCwpc/s400/IMG_9900.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-73389515999625402?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/73389515999625402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=73389515999625402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/73389515999625402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/73389515999625402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2011/09/cleaning-is-futile.html' title='Cleaning is futile.'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z8nanXt0c7U/ToTEgGKw-8I/AAAAAAAAJZc/7YPKdP3k7aU/s72-c/IMG_9892.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-3243406017924254841</id><published>2011-09-29T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T18:05:48.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lizzie's 8th Birthday celebration(s)</title><content type='html'>Last weekend we held Lizzie's party at the Little Gym (cuz she won one in a drawing over the summer--hooray!). I loved it. The workers did everything. It was the first time we had ever had a party like that and while, the "free" party actually ended up costing what we normally spend (what with charges for extra kids, pizza, cake, and party favors), it was well worth it. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mdwlw8LZEV4/ToQHWedJDpI/AAAAAAAAJY0/YUyKCEt3V7Q/s1600/IMG_9693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657655114597994130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mdwlw8LZEV4/ToQHWedJDpI/AAAAAAAAJY0/YUyKCEt3V7Q/s400/IMG_9693.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We gave party hula hoops for party favors and as we handed them out two different moms told me that they almost gave Liz one for a birthday present. Andrew's really excited about getting his picture taken. You can tell because he's giving me the figga. He says it's the Russian version of sticking out your tongue. It just better not be their way of flipping someone off.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0-5G5nB91OU/ToQHDzPqZTI/AAAAAAAAJYs/WZY4BscJoOU/s1600/IMG_9694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657654793761088818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0-5G5nB91OU/ToQHDzPqZTI/AAAAAAAAJYs/WZY4BscJoOU/s400/IMG_9694.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the gym the kids started with a warm up song. The workers really wore these kids out. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UuKBaL14g7Y/ToQHDohpdmI/AAAAAAAAJYk/dQNSdvEjEdE/s1600/IMG_9703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657654790883735138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UuKBaL14g7Y/ToQHDohpdmI/AAAAAAAAJYk/dQNSdvEjEdE/s400/IMG_9703.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was surprised Liz had enough energy to participate since she had pretty much come straight to her party from her friend Catherine's swimming party. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--C-rjTohUv4/ToQGvcU9GzI/AAAAAAAAJYc/3TyqezLuKds/s1600/IMG_9701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657654444011887410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--C-rjTohUv4/ToQGvcU9GzI/AAAAAAAAJYc/3TyqezLuKds/s400/IMG_9701.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Poor Lainey was tired and a little overwhelmed by all the big kids, many of whom wanted to hug and help her. She was pretty much glued to Andrew's side.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SZJnLKXy2Wc/ToQGu2lBw7I/AAAAAAAAJYU/aCOJ74K79sk/s1600/IMG_9706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657654433878754226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SZJnLKXy2Wc/ToQGu2lBw7I/AAAAAAAAJYU/aCOJ74K79sk/s400/IMG_9706.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a pretty good turnout. Liz invited kids from church, school, her Brownie troop, and the neighborhood. She only invited one boy and he was a good sport about it.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EsU5nramjJk/ToQGSBvZs9I/AAAAAAAAJYM/FcKl4NARLLU/s1600/IMG_9710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657653938658849746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EsU5nramjJk/ToQGSBvZs9I/AAAAAAAAJYM/FcKl4NARLLU/s400/IMG_9710.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids got to try out the different gym equipment (even Ellie, in the background with helpers).&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-so0H9cRSE98/ToQGRjDphyI/AAAAAAAAJYE/9uzGqA3rAJQ/s1600/IMG_9712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657653930422273826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-so0H9cRSE98/ToQGRjDphyI/AAAAAAAAJYE/9uzGqA3rAJQ/s400/IMG_9712.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's funny that a month ago Liz wanted to change her party from Little Gym to a movie in our basement. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u6xTws3Nc-U/ToQFiEzVBNI/AAAAAAAAJX8/a1nXVcn9uUk/s1600/IMG_9720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657653114846905554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u6xTws3Nc-U/ToQFiEzVBNI/AAAAAAAAJX8/a1nXVcn9uUk/s400/IMG_9720.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm glad I didn't let her because she loved the gym (and because we would never be able to pay for the gym party outright).&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7K0vF7GMchw/ToQFhy70gHI/AAAAAAAAJX0/69szTxpyZpc/s1600/IMG_9728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657653110050685042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7K0vF7GMchw/ToQFhy70gHI/AAAAAAAAJX0/69szTxpyZpc/s400/IMG_9728.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm so glad Alaina was able to participate and have fun as well.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dHjzwZH7wc4/ToQFGZbROxI/AAAAAAAAJXs/Zin-R44lxPA/s1600/IMG_9730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657652639346801426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dHjzwZH7wc4/ToQFGZbROxI/AAAAAAAAJXs/Zin-R44lxPA/s400/IMG_9730.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got to request some activities/games. Having never been to a Little Gym party I just went with what they suggested. "Slap the Cheese" was a big hit. It consisted of the kids running full speed at this upheld mat and knocking it over/falling on top of it.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eNdiVoAMOrs/ToQFFxPYZeI/AAAAAAAAJXk/hw_alSVxEv4/s1600/IMG_9734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 343px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657652628559521250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eNdiVoAMOrs/ToQFFxPYZeI/AAAAAAAAJXk/hw_alSVxEv4/s400/IMG_9734.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then, more time on the gym equipment.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BiLH2JRPY8o/ToQD5FLXQGI/AAAAAAAAJXc/sT2ZirkM2KE/s1600/IMG_9735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 345px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657651311061450850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BiLH2JRPY8o/ToQD5FLXQGI/AAAAAAAAJXc/sT2ZirkM2KE/s400/IMG_9735.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H_OpJYwOnkQ/ToQD48g_E3I/AAAAAAAAJXU/62hfvlyQrjc/s1600/IMG_9737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657651308736222066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H_OpJYwOnkQ/ToQD48g_E3I/AAAAAAAAJXU/62hfvlyQrjc/s400/IMG_9737.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The second activity was an inflatable, bouncing, thing.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YJHczAgkSEY/ToQDQ7Xus2I/AAAAAAAAJXM/1enytmBpjWQ/s1600/IMG_9748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657650621234197346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YJHczAgkSEY/ToQDQ7Xus2I/AAAAAAAAJXM/1enytmBpjWQ/s400/IMG_9748.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids got to ride on it as it inflated.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JQoLm0oCvrY/ToQDQuymL1I/AAAAAAAAJXE/UVh3gtvCfxs/s1600/IMG_9752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657650617857224530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JQoLm0oCvrY/ToQDQuymL1I/AAAAAAAAJXE/UVh3gtvCfxs/s400/IMG_9752.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then, they ran down it, two by two.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CdloDVKABVU/ToQC1nM9VCI/AAAAAAAAJW8/E7NqEEgeXBw/s1600/IMG_9758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657650151963841570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CdloDVKABVU/ToQC1nM9VCI/AAAAAAAAJW8/E7NqEEgeXBw/s400/IMG_9758.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Or just one at a time.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5GiLe93bW-4/ToQB8iqkwxI/AAAAAAAAJW0/I-ZWctqZfes/s1600/IMG_9774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657649171493339922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5GiLe93bW-4/ToQB8iqkwxI/AAAAAAAAJW0/I-ZWctqZfes/s400/IMG_9774.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This one looked like a lot of fun. I kind of wish I could have tried it.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mniKUZgZ5TI/ToQB8PlYfGI/AAAAAAAAJWs/p35YqbtH5Vw/s1600/IMG_9776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657649166371290210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mniKUZgZ5TI/ToQB8PlYfGI/AAAAAAAAJWs/p35YqbtH5Vw/s400/IMG_9776.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happily, even though Alaina was afraid to "ride" on it as it inflated, she took her turn running and jumping.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wN69g93ph4k/ToQBb1MlEZI/AAAAAAAAJWk/rnJ-YIfGcrE/s1600/IMG_9771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657648609532121490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wN69g93ph4k/ToQBb1MlEZI/AAAAAAAAJWk/rnJ-YIfGcrE/s400/IMG_9771.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y95S4iQSl-s/ToP6hRGrCWI/AAAAAAAAJWc/p3Sx47XfqDg/s1600/IMG_9806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657641006341491042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y95S4iQSl-s/ToP6hRGrCWI/AAAAAAAAJWc/p3Sx47XfqDg/s400/IMG_9806.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Afterwards the kids got to "ride" it down as it deflated. Naturally there was a mad dash for a spot.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QnZpAaivhYA/ToP41669YZI/AAAAAAAAJWU/FG2rSHKyU8Q/s1600/IMG_9831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657639162140778898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QnZpAaivhYA/ToP41669YZI/AAAAAAAAJWU/FG2rSHKyU8Q/s400/IMG_9831.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YqlNJQKXhAs/ToP4QTWONQI/AAAAAAAAJWM/4NDSgHeu_Ng/s1600/IMG_9833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657638515862549762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YqlNJQKXhAs/ToP4QTWONQI/AAAAAAAAJWM/4NDSgHeu_Ng/s400/IMG_9833.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the kids loved their deflation "ride."&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tz6bx7R8j3Q/ToP4P28BLmI/AAAAAAAAJWE/vVMvuycl7FI/s1600/IMG_9841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657638508236451426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tz6bx7R8j3Q/ToP4P28BLmI/AAAAAAAAJWE/vVMvuycl7FI/s400/IMG_9841.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That air walk/run thing was the end of the gym. The kids formed a train and chanted a happy birthday song to Liz as they chugga chugged into the party room.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wbycQaVOkIQ/ToP3kxzPpVI/AAAAAAAAJV8/kbgQo-obyEI/s1600/IMG_9849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657637768123098450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wbycQaVOkIQ/ToP3kxzPpVI/AAAAAAAAJV8/kbgQo-obyEI/s400/IMG_9849.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lpM80MYTg8w/ToP3krv4llI/AAAAAAAAJV0/eWW0GiP_iYs/s1600/IMG_9851.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The party room was great. We didn't have to do any set up. All I did was carry in a box of cake pops and hula hoops (as soon as the workers saw the latter they asked if they could attached balloons to them--yes, please).&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hBgP0Yz7OlY/ToP2xHNr8yI/AAAAAAAAJVs/Z1OgNf6mWt8/s1600/IMG_9856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657636880517952290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hBgP0Yz7OlY/ToP2xHNr8yI/AAAAAAAAJVs/Z1OgNf6mWt8/s400/IMG_9856.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yeFPihEKaLY/ToP2w4ZP3UI/AAAAAAAAJVk/_QShEYsvlv4/s1600/IMG_9861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 235px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657636876539911490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yeFPihEKaLY/ToP2w4ZP3UI/AAAAAAAAJVk/_QShEYsvlv4/s400/IMG_9861.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love that Lizzie joined in singing Happy Birthay to herself.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U-Jt2PwSH8g/ToP1msO8-rI/AAAAAAAAJVc/70-DjYcY0iQ/s1600/IMG_9866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 245px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657635601965185714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U-Jt2PwSH8g/ToP1msO8-rI/AAAAAAAAJVc/70-DjYcY0iQ/s400/IMG_9866.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The cake pops were delicious and less messy than cupcakes (plus the kids ate the whole thing instead of just the tops like with cupcakes), but we could only fit three of Lizzie's eight candles on them. Liz didn't seem to mind.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uR8Gk4bccxU/ToPzx0c5BoI/AAAAAAAAJVM/8Sp3DMTIKxw/s1600/IMG_9868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657633594126435970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uR8Gk4bccxU/ToPzx0c5BoI/AAAAAAAAJVM/8Sp3DMTIKxw/s400/IMG_9868.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v14r_ANKjVg/ToPzxt3ajWI/AAAAAAAAJVE/jZZ4r8Gqdbo/s1600/IMG_9869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657633592358636898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v14r_ANKjVg/ToPzxt3ajWI/AAAAAAAAJVE/jZZ4r8Gqdbo/s400/IMG_9869.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We opened Lizzie's presents at home. As with other years we didn't give her one and she didn't seem to notice (thanks to the pile from the party goers). &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUP5B_ciQac/ToPyh4nlc0I/AAAAAAAAJU8/dz77VkKFJJs/s1600/IMG_9873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657632220855497538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUP5B_ciQac/ToPyh4nlc0I/AAAAAAAAJU8/dz77VkKFJJs/s400/IMG_9873.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The next morning (on her actual birthday) we made German pancakes as per Lizzie's request.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BlEaEB2iKmQ/ToPiifz29AI/AAAAAAAAJU0/PBtVv-fR_TU/s1600/IMG_9880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657614639189914626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BlEaEB2iKmQ/ToPiifz29AI/AAAAAAAAJU0/PBtVv-fR_TU/s400/IMG_9880.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check out that dress. It's another from my childhood. Liz loved it and wore it to church. Andrew said she looked like a pioneer.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L6qSz7_SRQA/ToPiiLDU8ZI/AAAAAAAAJUs/1I-TJVSSYbM/s1600/IMG_9881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657614633617650066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L6qSz7_SRQA/ToPiiLDU8ZI/AAAAAAAAJUs/1I-TJVSSYbM/s400/IMG_9881.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After church we did an official family birthday cake.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dHHtCrCPQQE/ToPcexgIKDI/AAAAAAAAJUc/esairCIZZAc/s1600/IMG_9885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657607978149750834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dHHtCrCPQQE/ToPcexgIKDI/AAAAAAAAJUc/esairCIZZAc/s400/IMG_9885.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-3243406017924254841?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/3243406017924254841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=3243406017924254841' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/3243406017924254841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/3243406017924254841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2011/09/lizzies-8th-birthday-celebrations.html' title='Lizzie&apos;s 8th Birthday celebration(s)'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mdwlw8LZEV4/ToQHWedJDpI/AAAAAAAAJY0/YUyKCEt3V7Q/s72-c/IMG_9693.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-3256957771446310057</id><published>2011-09-27T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T13:17:33.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alaina update</title><content type='html'>I was about to do Lizzie's update and then I realized that I hadn't done Alaina's. Poor middle child. So anyway, here's the stats: height 10% (but I forgot the actual inches), weight 30 lbs, 44%. At her last appointment the doctor referred to her as a "peanut" (cuz she's tiny) so much that Lainey asked me to draw pictures of peanuts.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657272044298067074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tRulUl8sHrc/ToKq82YiXII/AAAAAAAAJUU/PLy9xgg_RnQ/s400/IMG_9467.JPG" /&gt;She's still a bug magnet. I think I'll have to dip her in insect repellent next year to keep her limbs welt free. What makes it worse is that she scratches her bites till they bleed and form scabs. Ugh. One time when I went to get her from her "nap" there was blood smeared on the wall above her bed. She had laid on her back and kicked the wall in protest (nap time is a real challenge now). The kicking opened up one of her wounds and, well, it was gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tVM6MTaDwBg/ToKlvMNL82I/AAAAAAAAJUM/HJyaaQR1CLo/s1600/IMG_9463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657266312079733602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tVM6MTaDwBg/ToKlvMNL82I/AAAAAAAAJUM/HJyaaQR1CLo/s400/IMG_9463.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She loves to sit on our feet when we walk around. She also like tickles, wrestling, and dancing. Always, she loves dancing, but lately she wants to dance to "princess music" (classical or Disney princesses singing) and insists on wearing a skirt which she pronounces "kirt" (and means dress or skirt). She also likes to wear "bows," which usually means flowers, in her hair.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Po6o2Jux_q0/ToKlu_qg63I/AAAAAAAAJUE/__NNT-Tmw2o/s1600/IMG_9461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657266308713081714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Po6o2Jux_q0/ToKlu_qg63I/AAAAAAAAJUE/__NNT-Tmw2o/s400/IMG_9461.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She is still crazy loud, especially for such a little person. In the van, we have moved her carseat to the back corner seat, a.k.a. as far as she can possibly be from the driver, because of the noise. Still, her noise is usually sweet natured. She is constantly singing during our drives (and now Ellie tries to accompany her). Also, since she is little and loud and spunky and likes to chant while clapping (stuff like, "go mommy, go!") we joke that she should be a cheerleader someday.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R_ekE0vNMlg/ToKWWq-bdmI/AAAAAAAAJT8/11YoI0vAaK0/s1600/IMG_7399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657249398168188514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R_ekE0vNMlg/ToKWWq-bdmI/AAAAAAAAJT8/11YoI0vAaK0/s400/IMG_7399.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alaina loves Joy School. Alaina gets really excited about it and often cries that she has to wait for an hour after we drop Liz off to be dropped off herself. Cutest thing about it? She insists on bringing a back pack with her (almost always empty). She also loves going to nursery at church.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0oNE69zb19M/ToKVlKFmUwI/AAAAAAAAJTs/6S4uncy2M6g/s1600/IMG_9690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657248547526300418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0oNE69zb19M/ToKVlKFmUwI/AAAAAAAAJTs/6S4uncy2M6g/s400/IMG_9690.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She loves oranges. Other favorite foods: bread, scrambled eggs, "gummy gummies" (fruit snacks), pizza, mac 'n cheese, and chippies (chips). Other favorites: puffy skirts, her mini travel pillow, and a blow-up Barney doll. Grrrr. I was about to consign Lizzie's old Barney toy (tucked away in storage until just last week), but Lainey discovered it and became very attached even though she had never seen his show before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C9jZTJaXQCs/ToKVktv1vtI/AAAAAAAAJTk/ZRcJo16ZDHY/s1600/IMG_9691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657248539918843602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C9jZTJaXQCs/ToKVktv1vtI/AAAAAAAAJTk/ZRcJo16ZDHY/s400/IMG_9691.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She sometimes picks funky hairstyles, requesting three "piggies" instead of the regular two pigtails. She also likes to have a side pony tail with ribbons that hang down the side of her face. She is scared of dogs. She tells us she has a tummy ache by saying that her belly button hurts.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UxC9DiJJt0g/TmBo33_3lYI/AAAAAAAAJI8/xehcCr6MNNA/s1600/IMG_9166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647629241856529794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UxC9DiJJt0g/TmBo33_3lYI/AAAAAAAAJI8/xehcCr6MNNA/s400/IMG_9166.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lainey usually wants to dance "with a boy." She prefers her dad, but if he's not around she'll "magic, magic" me into a boy. She also likes to "magic, magic" (saying that, while waving arms around) me into random things like an animal, but always changes me back to mama in the end. Speaking of boys, she knows she and Lizzie are girls, but she insists that Ellie's a boy.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RRjQA1WpLTw/Tlso1ykwsBI/AAAAAAAAJDs/S2hHWjxdg6U/s1600/IMG_9008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646151462413185042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RRjQA1WpLTw/Tlso1ykwsBI/AAAAAAAAJDs/S2hHWjxdg6U/s400/IMG_9008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In July we finally weaned her of her binki. I'm so glad that's over. Now we just need to toilet train her. So far she's not interested and I can't figure out how to entice her. Maybe daddy will be able to talk her into it. He's by far her favorite. As in, I say I love you and she shouts back, "No! I love daddy!" Once, when I sang, "Mommy loves you" to her, she sang back, "I don't love you. I love Daddy." She seems to have it all worked out that Liz and Ellie can share me and she'll have Drew to herself. Sometimes it's cute and sometimes it actually works to my advantage as when daddy's around she only wants him to help her do anything (change her diaper, read her stories, do her hair, get her food, carry her down the stairs and so on).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HPk_5ICLgnQ/Tlso2YYX7KI/AAAAAAAAJD0/nOHzW9PArBA/s1600/update%2Blaines%2Bno%2Bbink.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646151472561777826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HPk_5ICLgnQ/Tlso2YYX7KI/AAAAAAAAJD0/nOHzW9PArBA/s400/update%2Blaines%2Bno%2Bbink.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She likes to sommer sault through her ladder, or just hang there. She sometimes asks me to read her bedtime stories while she's upside down. Speaking of, bedtime has become absolutely awful. She used to be so, so easy to put to bed and now Andrew and I both dread it. She yells and cries and carries on for almost an hour many nights (but at least she stays in bed). I feel bad for Lizzie because she's just one bunk away for Laines, but somehow Liz manages to fall asleep despite the noise.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hws9YvUwgME/Ti97_lU9o-I/AAAAAAAAIRY/-BjxpGBmmOE/s1600/1%2BIMG_7331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633857991145792482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hws9YvUwgME/Ti97_lU9o-I/AAAAAAAAIRY/-BjxpGBmmOE/s400/1%2BIMG_7331.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Favorite books: a month ago it was Glad Monster, Sad Monster and Go Away Big Green Monster. She wanted us to read them to her nightly and I got so sick of them that I was about to hide them, when Lainey suddently switched to Fancy Nancy (she calls them "Fancy Fancy"). &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kz_uTnODyOM/Ti97_XZCVgI/AAAAAAAAIRQ/mZXZ6tYTZnY/s1600/1%2BIMG_7343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633857987404781058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kz_uTnODyOM/Ti97_XZCVgI/AAAAAAAAIRQ/mZXZ6tYTZnY/s400/1%2BIMG_7343.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She's excerting her independence more and more. She wants to put on her own shoes, buckle her own seatbelt, and dress herself. Of course she also insists on using a "baby spoon" and insists that she's "a little kid/girl" as often as she calls herself "big."&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-07lNBf9nEtc/Tig23fRhZuI/AAAAAAAAIJk/SsP-1szC5nM/s1600/4%2Bbathtime%2B%25284%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631811660942501602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-07lNBf9nEtc/Tig23fRhZuI/AAAAAAAAIJk/SsP-1szC5nM/s400/4%2Bbathtime%2B%25284%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She reminds us of the character, Gilly, from SNL. She hits and pushes her sisters, then smiles and says sorry in a way that is not even remotely believable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-3256957771446310057?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/3256957771446310057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=3256957771446310057' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/3256957771446310057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/3256957771446310057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2011/09/alaina-update.html' title='Alaina update'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tRulUl8sHrc/ToKq82YiXII/AAAAAAAAJUU/PLy9xgg_RnQ/s72-c/IMG_9467.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-6206240607379066046</id><published>2011-09-22T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T10:12:12.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More catching up</title><content type='html'>More catching up/updates:&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dj3-alJ9ZRg/TnjU6xPmZII/AAAAAAAAJS8/eQ98EvKdZeI/s1600/IMG_9566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654503438279926914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dj3-alJ9ZRg/TnjU6xPmZII/AAAAAAAAJS8/eQ98EvKdZeI/s400/IMG_9566.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I saved a few church dresses from my childhood, dresses that my mother made. Last weekend I pulled them out for Liz to see and she was very excited about them. She asked if she and her playdate, Kayla, could wear them and "pretend to be pioneers." I'm not that old kid! She also wore the dress to church the next day.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A8mEx8F1uBM/Tni3nM1QEfI/AAAAAAAAJS0/RLgTuUjxXAo/s1600/IMG_9569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654471216251015666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A8mEx8F1uBM/Tni3nM1QEfI/AAAAAAAAJS0/RLgTuUjxXAo/s400/IMG_9569.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At church Elizabeth met with the Bishop for her pre-baptism interview. I went with her because she refused to go alone. Right before we went in, she nervously asked, "Baptism means rebirth, right?" I kept reassuring that the Bishop wouldn't be quizzing her. Still, she seemed proud when he asked her what baptism was and she was ready to answer.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pn3r0S1Onus/Tni3mKmGWtI/AAAAAAAAJSs/4u9xUYTR5xk/s1600/IMG_9578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654471198470724306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pn3r0S1Onus/Tni3mKmGWtI/AAAAAAAAJSs/4u9xUYTR5xk/s400/IMG_9578.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Also on Sunday, Liz was assigned a talk for this coming Sunday (also her birthday). She was upset and wanted to know why this was happening to her. I explained that I had specifically asked the primary president the Sunday before to assign Liz a talk before the ward primary program (which so far Lizzie's refusing to participate in) so that Liz would get some more practice before she had to get up in front of the entire ward. Elizabeth was furious with me. She seemed to feel betrayed. It was all, You did this?!?! And on my birthday?!?! Though to be fair, I didn't expect it to happen on her birthday. We wrote a talk that night and so far I've had her read to us at least once a day. I think she'll do fine if she can just keep her nerves at bay. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654469436165421458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--PxdJkcSdS0/Tni1_lfxeZI/AAAAAAAAJSk/oNgsbRl5Pd8/s400/IMG_9580.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pBThwrpl5LQ/Tni1_PKJyfI/AAAAAAAAJSc/XKddNvixO_4/s1600/IMG_9583.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had 5 inches cut off my hair (and layers added). I had Drew take a "before picture," but later realized that I didn't have a memory card in the camera. When I pointed out my haircut to Liz she said, "It looks exactly the same." Happily Andrew noticed a difference.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8ndaLmJ2bVI/Tni1VEYmFxI/AAAAAAAAJSU/246129-LRMg/s1600/IMG_9584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654468705722439442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8ndaLmJ2bVI/Tni1VEYmFxI/AAAAAAAAJSU/246129-LRMg/s400/IMG_9584.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I went to Lizzie's back to school night and was surprised that they only have 15 minutes of recess each day. 15 minutes! Doesn't seem like enough time. Otherwise things seem fine. I'm glad the school still has PE and art and music classes and Lizzie's teachers seem nice.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654468704024539410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VNxbQtYrNmQ/Tni1U-DyMRI/AAAAAAAAJSM/FgVrB7SR0P4/s400/IMG_9587.JPG" /&gt;I'm getting more involved in the kid's activities. I've volunteered to be the PTA person in charge after school activities at Lizzie's school, I'm the treat mom for Lizzie's soccer team, I'm taking a carpool shift for Lizzie's Girl Scout troop (last year I was blissfully excempt because I had two napping babies), and next week I'll start teaching my first unit of Joy School for Lainey and her friends. I also offered to assist the troop leader (if I ever get around to doing the on-line training and if I figure out what to do with my little ones during the meetings).&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4PonBpgJd6w/TniumERyZSI/AAAAAAAAJSE/QgzDRVe4b9k/s1600/IMG_9600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654461301170267426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4PonBpgJd6w/TniumERyZSI/AAAAAAAAJSE/QgzDRVe4b9k/s400/IMG_9600.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm desperate to get my house all put together before company arrives next month (and Joy School moves to my house next week). I'm very worried that it won't happen (or I won't survive the process). So far we've hung pictures, some stars in Ellie's room, and I've almost finishing revamping the children's bedding. I folded their twin top sheets in half and sewed around edges so that they are half the size and fit much easier on the bunk beds. I'm also cutting Lizzie's feather blanket in half so that she and Lainey will both have one and it will fit better on their beds.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NdUvDufSNkQ/Tnit0gtIx8I/AAAAAAAAJR0/SGDZxzYooCU/s1600/IMG_9610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654460449807714242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NdUvDufSNkQ/Tnit0gtIx8I/AAAAAAAAJR0/SGDZxzYooCU/s400/IMG_9610.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After church last Sunday Lainey spent some time dancing on the porch. She had fun on her own, but was really excited when her sisters joined her. Like any siblings my girls have daily fights and daily love fests which I love. I also love that Lizzie can be so helpful with her sisters. Last Sunday, after she was ready and Drew and I were still in bed, Liz got Lainey ready for church (even did Alaina's hair and had her bush her teeth). Nice.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uQl8tCcsmcU/Tnit0fgFkXI/AAAAAAAAJRs/0txXft9vmmU/s1600/IMG_9614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654460449484542322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uQl8tCcsmcU/Tnit0fgFkXI/AAAAAAAAJRs/0txXft9vmmU/s400/IMG_9614.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--AlgfQGAOLo/TniZkvkFwRI/AAAAAAAAJRk/4lDzv2v2rn8/s1600/IMG_9616.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Um, Ellie is topless in the following pictures because I she drooled her bright blue sucker all over her light pink dress at church and I took it off the pre-spray it. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gtuyW1fyaqA/TniZkA14qhI/AAAAAAAAJRc/LhO8ubYGTp0/s1600/IMG_9622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654438176144009746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gtuyW1fyaqA/TniZkA14qhI/AAAAAAAAJRc/LhO8ubYGTp0/s400/IMG_9622.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had given all the lollipops right before Andrew and I were set apart for our callings so the girlies would keep quiet. It worked. Current callings: Primary Teacher (me) and Sunday School presidency (Drew). Last Sunday I actually got to skip primary because only one of my kids showed up and the primary pres just combined him with another class. It was SO nice to go to Sunday School and Relief Society. I probably paid more attention to those lessons than I used to because it felt like such a treat to be listening to them.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V0agxytTX7o/TniZMDz3BiI/AAAAAAAAJRU/HmI-JnSoBus/s1600/IMG_9654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654437764623959586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V0agxytTX7o/TniZMDz3BiI/AAAAAAAAJRU/HmI-JnSoBus/s400/IMG_9654.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Drew's started up volleyball again and I've joined a couple more book clubs (so that's three total, but I'm not sure I'll stick with all of them). Between our activities and Lizzie's twice-a-week soccer practices our evenings are pretty crazy. Things are about to get a little crazier though because I just signed up Liz for after-school chess club (her decision) and girls basketball (our choice and Liz is very upset about it).&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VKpV6qSJ8Sg/TniYj4FIImI/AAAAAAAAJRE/IEQBjxTdR1k/s1600/IMG_9656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654437074280391266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VKpV6qSJ8Sg/TniYj4FIImI/AAAAAAAAJRE/IEQBjxTdR1k/s400/IMG_9656.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ellie updates: call's Drew "Da," loves to feed herself yogurt (and rub it in her hair of course), tries to jump and dance with her sisters, say "no" for no and "naeh" for yes (or yeah?), and is really good about getting her face wet. Yesterday I actually had to pull her out of the stream of water so I could start washing her.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MYFejlhAqwc/TniYjvDXL6I/AAAAAAAAJQ8/Dn2J3LqBMGk/s1600/IMG_9661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654437071857069986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MYFejlhAqwc/TniYjvDXL6I/AAAAAAAAJQ8/Dn2J3LqBMGk/s400/IMG_9661.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Part of our basement flooded during the awful rain storms. As near as I can tell we cleaned up the water appropriately and I almost have the room put back together.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_EF2jFDdDY8/TnfEt8K11NI/AAAAAAAAJQs/vLrW-KhnKY0/s1600/IMG_9673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654204150711702738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_EF2jFDdDY8/TnfEt8K11NI/AAAAAAAAJQs/vLrW-KhnKY0/s400/IMG_9673.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alaina found a Barney toy that I was in my consigning pile and has become very attached to it. Ugh. She has never even seen an episode of Barney, but she loves that big dumb dinosaur and carries to everywhere with her now. I hate it when the kids find toys or clothes that I'm about to get rid of and they fall in love with the junk all over again. Lizzie did the same thing with a nightgown. Removed the consignment tag, put it on, and cried when I explained that it was too small and we were getting ride of it.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654153053149966178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UkpvkX52mkc/TneWPq6xr2I/AAAAAAAAJQk/nGMXZx4nqj8/s400/IMG_9678.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vP2v2wusALM/TneVmSVBcQI/AAAAAAAAJQc/69MWo9ao590/s1600/IMG_9686.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-6206240607379066046?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/6206240607379066046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=6206240607379066046' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/6206240607379066046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/6206240607379066046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2011/09/more-catching-up.html' title='More catching up'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dj3-alJ9ZRg/TnjU6xPmZII/AAAAAAAAJS8/eQ98EvKdZeI/s72-c/IMG_9566.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-2502480310322610829</id><published>2011-09-19T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T12:20:43.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Pinterest's Fault!</title><content type='html'>The last couple weeks have been busy what with our September birthdays, Lizzie starting third grade, Lainey starting Joy School, me finally volunteering at Lizzie's school, me finally getting involved in Lizzie's extracurricular activities, tagging items for local consignment sale, and preparations for Lizzie's upcoming baptism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, the main reason I haven't been blogging is Pinterest. I recently joined and I LOVE it. I already have numerous idea files with downloaded images, now I can do that online instead (and have already run across a lot of ideas from the files I already have). That said, Nana needs an update (and I want a family record). Here are some of the things we've been up to this last little while:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellie's cut a another tooth. She has her right front one and two more are breaking through (left front and a molar). She's a climber. I regularly find her on top of the table (like, several times a day). Still throws her food and sippy to the floor when she's done with it (which is beyond frustrating--we need to work on that). &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4TMDJubHATY/TnbV7w00y9I/AAAAAAAAJQU/4hrcbsDYcuA/s1600/IMG_9551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653941604905700306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4TMDJubHATY/TnbV7w00y9I/AAAAAAAAJQU/4hrcbsDYcuA/s400/IMG_9551.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have been playing with sheets of bubble wrap. I still have a large box of this. I swear it will last us through the winter--unless of course I find a way to incorporate it into Joy School next week (or summon the energy to repack all my Christmas ornaments).&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N1W0AV9xOdY/TnbU_Hi7SNI/AAAAAAAAJQM/SgRylWGFGaE/s1600/IMG_9481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653940563032623314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N1W0AV9xOdY/TnbU_Hi7SNI/AAAAAAAAJQM/SgRylWGFGaE/s400/IMG_9481.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2Z1ehV4WPwA/TnbU-4_4iNI/AAAAAAAAJQE/BSKmLLL2h9U/s1600/IMG_9486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653940559127546066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2Z1ehV4WPwA/TnbU-4_4iNI/AAAAAAAAJQE/BSKmLLL2h9U/s400/IMG_9486.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In preparation for colder temperatures and this weekend's consignment sale, I sorted through the girls clothing bins (stuff they've grown out of, stuff for them to grow into, and of course, the Halloween costumes). Lainey's convinced that this dragon costume fits her. I originally planned to have all the girls dressed as insects for Halloween (butterfly, bee, and ladybug) and Drew dressed as a flower. But, seeing as Ellie already has a pile of non-bug costumes to choose from and Andrew is about as excited about being a flower as he was about being a fairy last year I think we'll skip the family costume yet again. Incidently last year I told Drew he could be a "bad a##" fairy and bought tattoo sleeves to go with his wings, but he pointed out that rose tattoos weren't "bad a##." This year I tried to entice him with big thorns for stem. No dice.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RkluM6c8sjo/TnbUti0UOEI/AAAAAAAAJP8/dt4hXkDxma8/s1600/IMG_9506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653940261115672642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RkluM6c8sjo/TnbUti0UOEI/AAAAAAAAJP8/dt4hXkDxma8/s400/IMG_9506.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I went to the Sound of Music Sing-a-Long at Wolf Trap. So fun! I loved it! Next time I'll bring Liz. I dressed up as "whiskers on kittens." Of course there were lots of Austrian and nun costumes, but I also saw "brown paper packages tied up with string" and "tea with jam and bread." &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xo9JEFQ2xI8/TnbTvaiQ9aI/AAAAAAAAJP0/LRHyCgtZc3g/s1600/IMG_9504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653939193740588450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xo9JEFQ2xI8/TnbTvaiQ9aI/AAAAAAAAJP0/LRHyCgtZc3g/s400/IMG_9504.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to Silver Diner. Again. I don't love their food, but it's cheap and the kids LOVE the family night activities. I almost wish we could go weekly, but tomorrow Lizzie's soccer practices start (ugh, practices twice a week and games nearly ever weekend, what have I gotten us into?). . . . Lainey got an angel (she has yet to have anything painted on her face.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WfzCh3Q0ObE/TnbTaiXY_pI/AAAAAAAAJPs/1Yn4CUPOWzE/s1600/IMG_9533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653938835065208466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WfzCh3Q0ObE/TnbTaiXY_pI/AAAAAAAAJPs/1Yn4CUPOWzE/s400/IMG_9533.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Knowing they'd have to wash off any face paint before school the next day, Lizzie and her friend, Jordan, had fire-breathing dragons painted on their upper arms (and Lizzie's lingered for days, even after a bath). I told them to give me tough faces (to go with their tough-looking arms tatts) and this is what I got.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5k-K3uVZqYA/TnbTadgmIBI/AAAAAAAAJPk/N9ycCOGgnzA/s1600/IMG_9539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653938833761640466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5k-K3uVZqYA/TnbTadgmIBI/AAAAAAAAJPk/N9ycCOGgnzA/s400/IMG_9539.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uRq-v3Xs0Zo/TnbTB3eYzeI/AAAAAAAAJPc/ONSX79A5-iw/s1600/IMG_9542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653938411234971106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uRq-v3Xs0Zo/TnbTB3eYzeI/AAAAAAAAJPc/ONSX79A5-iw/s400/IMG_9542.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The little girls and I have done some short "field trips." We've gone to Mt. Vernon and the bounce house in Woodbridge. Still on our list: the airplane park, zoo, Hidden Pond, a Smithsonian, a playground, Barnes and Noble (for the train table) and maybe even a fall festival.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CLoGWQBdqjg/TnbSUKhRHFI/AAAAAAAAJPM/fINjLhJRqW4/s1600/IMG_9560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653937626073341010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CLoGWQBdqjg/TnbSUKhRHFI/AAAAAAAAJPM/fINjLhJRqW4/s400/IMG_9560.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We spent almost all of our Mt. Vernon time in the kid's playroom where Lainey alternated between trying on dresses and playing with the dollhouse (a replica of George's place). Ellie was all over the place, but she did enjoy a little tea party.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y7aiJq_3TuQ/TnbSTwjitvI/AAAAAAAAJPE/u_YLshQQeuo/s1600/IMG_9563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653937619103561458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y7aiJq_3TuQ/TnbSTwjitvI/AAAAAAAAJPE/u_YLshQQeuo/s400/IMG_9563.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ellie especially loved this fake ham. She kept licking it and tried to run out the door with it at least once.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3kfS5NJUcrw/TnbSCUVP7TI/AAAAAAAAJO8/yjEvq2j_gFg/s1600/IMG_9564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653937319469641010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3kfS5NJUcrw/TnbSCUVP7TI/AAAAAAAAJO8/yjEvq2j_gFg/s400/IMG_9564.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-2502480310322610829?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/2502480310322610829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=2502480310322610829' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/2502480310322610829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/2502480310322610829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2011/09/its-pinterests-fault.html' title='It&apos;s Pinterest&apos;s Fault!'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4TMDJubHATY/TnbV7w00y9I/AAAAAAAAJQU/4hrcbsDYcuA/s72-c/IMG_9551.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-7915888843503866347</id><published>2011-09-07T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T17:44:05.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Third Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lainey's third birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was last Saturday (she turned three on the third) so we celebrated with her first official friend party (as opposed to her party last year where we invited one friend and the friend's whole family).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was bug themed so of course we provided &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;antenna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LceKuANNdmQ/Tmf90Q09wxI/AAAAAAAAJO0/N9NGjDdvjrM/s1600/IMG_9349.JPG"&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649763331871720210" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LceKuANNdmQ/Tmf90Q09wxI/AAAAAAAAJO0/N9NGjDdvjrM/s400/IMG_9349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;bug shakers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so we could "jitter bug." I plastic eggs filled with lentils for the shakers (super glued shut of course). I used &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;googly&lt;/span&gt; eyes and permanent marker to make them look like bugs--the effect was just so-so. Plus they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;weren't&lt;/span&gt; very durable. My kids managed to break a couple post-party and I stepped on one . . . So, next time we'll do our shakers differently.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TGrWY53AXQ8/Tmf9kYyx22I/AAAAAAAAJOs/DOgMG8eiVrQ/s1600/IMG_9358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649763059132128098" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TGrWY53AXQ8/Tmf9kYyx22I/AAAAAAAAJOs/DOgMG8eiVrQ/s400/IMG_9358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;party favors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; were bug catching kits&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2010/05/camping.html"&gt;the same ones my girls enjoyed playing with last summer&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4xnBovPtDQI/Tmf9kJyRlNI/AAAAAAAAJOk/H1I_EEsou9s/s1600/IMG_9345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649763055103481042" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4xnBovPtDQI/Tmf9kJyRlNI/AAAAAAAAJOk/H1I_EEsou9s/s400/IMG_9345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since our party-goers were "little bugs" we provided them &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;a flower garden to eat in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (made from tissue pom poms and crepe paper) and . . . &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-krpSHIB0lOw/TmfqdeH1vyI/AAAAAAAAJOU/Aynw9ShYnf0/s1600/IMG_9353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649742049582628642" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-krpSHIB0lOw/TmfqdeH1vyI/AAAAAAAAJOU/Aynw9ShYnf0/s400/IMG_9353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; flowers to eat&lt;/span&gt;. For the record, cutting out those flowers took way too long and I wish I had planned ahead and actually bought cupcake liners or at least made chocolate (dirt-colored) cake. Instead I made &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;funfetti&lt;/span&gt; cake and then had to cut out cupcake liners.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tzFJ8easov8/TmfolgFVecI/AAAAAAAAJNs/uEyqzyFThFc/s1600/IMG_9361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649739988524693954" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tzFJ8easov8/TmfolgFVecI/AAAAAAAAJNs/uEyqzyFThFc/s400/IMG_9361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Really the girls seemed more excited about the lollipops than the cupcakes, but they still ate them. Well, they ate the frosted tops anyway.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sFUoaUSEx1g/TmfolQKzNoI/AAAAAAAAJNk/zOxEAEXhBog/s1600/IMG_9365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649739984252647042" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sFUoaUSEx1g/TmfolQKzNoI/AAAAAAAAJNk/zOxEAEXhBog/s400/IMG_9365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Alaina&lt;/span&gt; wanted to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;dress up like a lady bug&lt;/span&gt; for the party so I raced out the day before and got her a costume. I also got a bee costume so she could have options. I figured she picked on and I'd return the other. Well, she was absolutely certain she wanted the bee one and didn't decide on the lady bug until after I removed the bee's tags. Clearly, she'll be a bug for Halloween. I want Andrew to be a flower so he'll be on-theme, but so far he won't agree.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RD74-z5s-n0/TmfoXWdhSeI/AAAAAAAAJNc/z7fTOvXAO8w/s1600/IMG_9372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649739745423608290" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RD74-z5s-n0/TmfoXWdhSeI/AAAAAAAAJNc/z7fTOvXAO8w/s400/IMG_9372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For activities the girls crawled around in a borrowed tunnel (like ants) and jumped in a borrowed &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;bounce house&lt;/span&gt; (like bugs that jump). After that we headed down to the basement to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;dance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(because Lainey LOVES to dance). Of course as soon as the kids saw the books and toys they went right to them and it was just Lainey dancing by herself in the middle of the room (which she didn't mind at all).&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lBMiOr7N6I8/TmfoNy9xE1I/AAAAAAAAJNU/N5WbeTF_FMI/s1600/IMG_9368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649739581276361554" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lBMiOr7N6I8/TmfoNy9xE1I/AAAAAAAAJNU/N5WbeTF_FMI/s400/IMG_9368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next, the kids &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;decorated butterfly pictures &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;with stickers and crayons (we did the same thing at Lizzie's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;butterfly&lt;/span&gt;-themed second birthday party).&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jw4UewQF0y4/TmfoNnChraI/AAAAAAAAJNM/gJCaFp_wr2w/s1600/IMG_9375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649739578075098530" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jw4UewQF0y4/TmfoNnChraI/AAAAAAAAJNM/gJCaFp_wr2w/s400/IMG_9375.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While the kids colored, Lizzie and I prepped their &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;lunch&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SZm3SMscSYg/Tmfn-h8ldMI/AAAAAAAAJNE/N9hs5E-wycc/s1600/IMG_9379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649739319009965250" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SZm3SMscSYg/Tmfn-h8ldMI/AAAAAAAAJNE/N9hs5E-wycc/s400/IMG_9379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We served flower-shaped &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;pb&lt;/span&gt; 'n j sandwiches and veggie straws (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; they kind of look like grass).&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PKgH7JO99lI/Tmfn-BPJiJI/AAAAAAAAJM8/xU9D7jK0lsU/s1600/IMG_9382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649739310229457042" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PKgH7JO99lI/Tmfn-BPJiJI/AAAAAAAAJM8/xU9D7jK0lsU/s400/IMG_9382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They also got a "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;ladybug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" on their plate (strawberry with mini chocolate chips stuck in).&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b2f64mfggjM/TmfndkN8QsI/AAAAAAAAJM0/2GgPxLbSV8A/s1600/IMG_9381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649738752683950786" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b2f64mfggjM/TmfndkN8QsI/AAAAAAAAJM0/2GgPxLbSV8A/s400/IMG_9381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then presents, then &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;cupcakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2Yg34AKT_w/TmfmlYwU61I/AAAAAAAAJMc/q_tPZhn3jzA/s1600/IMG_9398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 342px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649737787534273362" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2Yg34AKT_w/TmfmlYwU61I/AAAAAAAAJMc/q_tPZhn3jzA/s400/IMG_9398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bcDa5s17dEc/TmfmlOPuDWI/AAAAAAAAJMU/zhZfBkGhEgw/s1600/IMG_9400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 281px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649737784713153890" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bcDa5s17dEc/TmfmlOPuDWI/AAAAAAAAJMU/zhZfBkGhEgw/s400/IMG_9400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ab88HYB0ww8/TmfkWCuTf8I/AAAAAAAAJMM/VRAwGQwpniU/s1600/IMG_9394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 328px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649735324898918338" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ab88HYB0ww8/TmfkWCuTf8I/AAAAAAAAJMM/VRAwGQwpniU/s400/IMG_9394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ellie napped &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;through the entire party, waking up just in time for lunch.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sH431VH6EtA/TmfkV-0CMkI/AAAAAAAAJME/aHRVi1LK5uM/s1600/IMG_9405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649735323849208386" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sH431VH6EtA/TmfkV-0CMkI/AAAAAAAAJME/aHRVi1LK5uM/s400/IMG_9405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xBbLav7e4-c/Tmfj10T_iWI/AAAAAAAAJL8/Q_VqexmPORc/s1600/IMG_9409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649734771274647906" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xBbLav7e4-c/Tmfj10T_iWI/AAAAAAAAJL8/Q_VqexmPORc/s400/IMG_9409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ze4Kcvzm_HI/TmfilgpPMBI/AAAAAAAAJLk/hbYj06cOVyc/s1600/IMG_9412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649733391605510162" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ze4Kcvzm_HI/TmfilgpPMBI/AAAAAAAAJLk/hbYj06cOVyc/s400/IMG_9412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the late afternoon I took Liz out to get a back-to-school haircut, but at the last minute I changed my mind and took her to the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Melting Pot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;instead for some cheese and chocolate. Yum. Still haven't go around to that haircut though.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nnQLQJElp_c/Tmfgc614cSI/AAAAAAAAJLc/47IDZAkrTvo/s1600/IMG_9418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649731044995789090" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nnQLQJElp_c/Tmfgc614cSI/AAAAAAAAJLc/47IDZAkrTvo/s400/IMG_9418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-7915888843503866347?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/7915888843503866347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=7915888843503866347' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/7915888843503866347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/7915888843503866347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2011/09/third-birthday.html' title='Third Birthday'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LceKuANNdmQ/Tmf90Q09wxI/AAAAAAAAJO0/N9NGjDdvjrM/s72-c/IMG_9349.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-6659563796051208258</id><published>2011-09-06T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T14:13:53.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of third grade</title><content type='html'>I think the morning went pretty well considering Liz didn't wake up till a little after 8 a.m. and school started at 8:55. We were late, but only by a minute. Also, I maybe didn't dress her warm enough for a chilly, rainy day. Oh well. The other snag was I also forgot Lizzie's backpack and school forms (which I have yet to fill out).&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DF9MFCfneKU/TmZvG0unpZI/AAAAAAAAJLU/_KdNwCeO-MQ/s1600/IMG_9426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649324945606944146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DF9MFCfneKU/TmZvG0unpZI/AAAAAAAAJLU/_KdNwCeO-MQ/s400/IMG_9426.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The flowers are left over from Lainey's birthday party last weekend.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ET7ksT4gMLQ/TmZu5A0KZmI/AAAAAAAAJLM/cwyD4l9f--M/s1600/IMG_9427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649324708333250146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ET7ksT4gMLQ/TmZu5A0KZmI/AAAAAAAAJLM/cwyD4l9f--M/s400/IMG_9427.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uGA0eUlK6qc/TmZu4_nLauI/AAAAAAAAJLE/pMSK-DF_l08/s1600/IMG_9429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649324708010355426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uGA0eUlK6qc/TmZu4_nLauI/AAAAAAAAJLE/pMSK-DF_l08/s400/IMG_9429.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After we dropped Liz off the little ones and I headed to Chuck E. Cheese for a little fun. Turns out if you're the first one there in the morning you can collect gobs of tickets from the machines after the workers test them. Alaina nabbed 180 tickets and we didn't even grab everything we saw. It worked great because Laines and Ellie were pretty much just interested in the rides, but they were still able to get a piece of candy at the end.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JV2yzJfh5PU/TmZujH4UlzI/AAAAAAAAJK8/invQW8b4reU/s1600/IMG_9435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 255px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649324332272621362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JV2yzJfh5PU/TmZujH4UlzI/AAAAAAAAJK8/invQW8b4reU/s400/IMG_9435.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MqJE4tRtAw4/TmZuU1GLIRI/AAAAAAAAJK0/tRv2H2f-3eI/s1600/IMG_9436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 255px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649324086712279314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MqJE4tRtAw4/TmZuU1GLIRI/AAAAAAAAJK0/tRv2H2f-3eI/s400/IMG_9436.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yPiv_gTYM8w/TmZs1OQiZPI/AAAAAAAAJKs/pGuitp9h7x4/s1600/IMG_9438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 293px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649322444199191794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yPiv_gTYM8w/TmZs1OQiZPI/AAAAAAAAJKs/pGuitp9h7x4/s400/IMG_9438.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QHFnoUjc9_k/TmZs0mwfRHI/AAAAAAAAJKk/zufjJn_U04E/s1600/IMG_9442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649322433595786354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QHFnoUjc9_k/TmZs0mwfRHI/AAAAAAAAJKk/zufjJn_U04E/s400/IMG_9442.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M6s_Dh7fNqg/TmZsSwQBLZI/AAAAAAAAJKc/ry3zQKfxFCI/s1600/IMG_9449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649321852028398994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M6s_Dh7fNqg/TmZsSwQBLZI/AAAAAAAAJKc/ry3zQKfxFCI/s400/IMG_9449.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XM55S83eKuc/TmZlndaMdjI/AAAAAAAAJKE/R1uzHxJVh-o/s1600/IMG_9451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649314511166666290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XM55S83eKuc/TmZlndaMdjI/AAAAAAAAJKE/R1uzHxJVh-o/s400/IMG_9451.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She's kissing her reflection (much like she kisses all her toys).&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-azgAHbLyD9Q/TmZlnC60uhI/AAAAAAAAJJ8/jmS5Q9jvsY8/s1600/IMG_9452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649314504055765522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-azgAHbLyD9Q/TmZlnC60uhI/AAAAAAAAJJ8/jmS5Q9jvsY8/s400/IMG_9452.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So far the post Chuck E. Cheese day has been rocky. I struggled to get Ellie and Lainey to nap. Our numerous attempts left all of us feeling frustrated to say the least. Meal times were typical, which means Ellie threw lots of food on the floor and Alaina frequently asked me to turn on music so she could dance instead of eat. Still, I managed to get some of our weekend mess cleaned up. I swear I feel like every Monday (which is what today feels like) I spend most of my time playing catch up from the weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-6659563796051208258?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/6659563796051208258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=6659563796051208258' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/6659563796051208258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/6659563796051208258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2011/09/first-day-of-third-grade.html' title='First Day of third grade'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DF9MFCfneKU/TmZvG0unpZI/AAAAAAAAJLU/_KdNwCeO-MQ/s72-c/IMG_9426.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-6028286893144343031</id><published>2011-09-01T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T22:56:40.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The last of the summer waterparks</title><content type='html'>Today we went to Pirates Cove with some friends (very fun). We also went to look at Lizzie's classroom and third grade teachers (they seem nice). &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-92Q7-csv4Nc/TmBrhB31D5I/AAAAAAAAJJs/TbdVT-lRtgU/s1600/IMG_9315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647632147905056658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-92Q7-csv4Nc/TmBrhB31D5I/AAAAAAAAJJs/TbdVT-lRtgU/s400/IMG_9315.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was good we did something exciting today because the last couple days were pretty basic. I intended to run errands or go to a park on Tuesday after gymnastics class, but as were we walking out of the building a kind lady told me there was something on the back of my pants. Chocolate, so it totally looked like poop. Needless to say we raced home.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XLDiah-Xl9k/TmBrg2brlKI/AAAAAAAAJJk/CV4AcTEtOTo/s1600/IMG_9313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647632144834204834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XLDiah-Xl9k/TmBrg2brlKI/AAAAAAAAJJk/CV4AcTEtOTo/s400/IMG_9313.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The funny thing is as we were walking into gymnastics to get Liz, I noticed that Lainey had fruit snack (she calls it a "gummy gummy") stuck to the seat of her white pants.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8BQxqYZc5q4/TmBrO-xd44I/AAAAAAAAJJc/PyKpTymYhKg/s1600/IMG_9317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647631837835420546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8BQxqYZc5q4/TmBrO-xd44I/AAAAAAAAJJc/PyKpTymYhKg/s400/IMG_9317.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday was nice. Lainey spent the afternoon at the zoo with her best bud, Meg, and I met my visiting teachers (which was fabulous). One of them had a daughter that was just a year or two younger than Liz so they enjoyed playing together. Last Sunday Liz cried about how she didn't like the ward, didn't have friends in it, and therefore would not participate in the upcoming primary program so I'm glad she's meeting some kiddos.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OnyaapWGg60/TmBrOpgIAwI/AAAAAAAAJJU/8ZvdP0El2T0/s1600/IMG_9335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647631832125539074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OnyaapWGg60/TmBrOpgIAwI/AAAAAAAAJJU/8ZvdP0El2T0/s400/IMG_9335.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check out these awesome thighs. I love her fat rolls.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t4UPOr6ast0/TmBqfG_DMoI/AAAAAAAAJJM/zMkoxpxCQlg/s1600/IMG_9336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647631015406154370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t4UPOr6ast0/TmBqfG_DMoI/AAAAAAAAJJM/zMkoxpxCQlg/s400/IMG_9336.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I also love her dimpled elbows.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vbK0fF6wnS0/TmBqezAu_cI/AAAAAAAAJJE/9rC6JryGTVI/s1600/IMG_9341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647631010044509634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vbK0fF6wnS0/TmBqezAu_cI/AAAAAAAAJJE/9rC6JryGTVI/s400/IMG_9341.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-6028286893144343031?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/6028286893144343031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=6028286893144343031' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/6028286893144343031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/6028286893144343031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2011/09/last-of-summer-waterparks.html' title='The last of the summer waterparks'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-92Q7-csv4Nc/TmBrhB31D5I/AAAAAAAAJJs/TbdVT-lRtgU/s72-c/IMG_9315.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-691332974114735732</id><published>2011-08-30T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T08:48:58.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mt Vernon/Last Monday of Summer</title><content type='html'>Since this is our last week of summer fun we're trying to make it count. Liz started a week of gymnastics camp in the morning and in the afternoon I whisked the girls off to Mt. Vernon.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-omeeQZSw4CY/Tlx5PlZzA5I/AAAAAAAAJIM/WBegr-yAq-E/s1600/IMG_9203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646521341461070738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-omeeQZSw4CY/Tlx5PlZzA5I/AAAAAAAAJIM/WBegr-yAq-E/s400/IMG_9203.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We picniced outside the gates and the girls spent so much time eating their lunches and feeding the birds parts of said lunches, that I thought maybe we wouldn't make it in afterall.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xWN5HK40BkM/Tlx5D1EZS0I/AAAAAAAAJIE/T2O1PZzzf9U/s1600/IMG_9205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646521139507841858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xWN5HK40BkM/Tlx5D1EZS0I/AAAAAAAAJIE/T2O1PZzzf9U/s400/IMG_9205.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aE4ic0ZcruI/Tlx5DpJoCMI/AAAAAAAAJH8/4frxAFYcHMs/s1600/IMG_9210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646521136308553922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aE4ic0ZcruI/Tlx5DpJoCMI/AAAAAAAAJH8/4frxAFYcHMs/s400/IMG_9210.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sn6A5ekbx0s/Tlx4viU-jVI/AAAAAAAAJH0/-Ya67bLr5Z0/s1600/IMG_9212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646520790879735122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sn6A5ekbx0s/Tlx4viU-jVI/AAAAAAAAJH0/-Ya67bLr5Z0/s400/IMG_9212.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CJILlv5y3Js/Tlx4vezh84I/AAAAAAAAJHs/8rDrUblQlYo/s1600/IMG_9217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646520789934142338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CJILlv5y3Js/Tlx4vezh84I/AAAAAAAAJHs/8rDrUblQlYo/s400/IMG_9217.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m1GjZHImreI/Tlx4ZCseiVI/AAAAAAAAJHk/09piqvkW40M/s1600/IMG_9221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646520404431243602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m1GjZHImreI/Tlx4ZCseiVI/AAAAAAAAJHk/09piqvkW40M/s400/IMG_9221.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1JZ5ZVTxkrs/Tlx4Y2ehyhI/AAAAAAAAJHc/Ze2GZww7mYc/s1600/IMG_9222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646520401151511058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1JZ5ZVTxkrs/Tlx4Y2ehyhI/AAAAAAAAJHc/Ze2GZww7mYc/s400/IMG_9222.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MJGZukWCKt4/Tlx3qp-4T_I/AAAAAAAAJHM/hKfbxX02sb0/s1600/IMG_9224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646519607523561458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MJGZukWCKt4/Tlx3qp-4T_I/AAAAAAAAJHM/hKfbxX02sb0/s400/IMG_9224.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RhHCCx1NPgA/Tlx3Sa3arcI/AAAAAAAAJHE/n-TxEIlkQWg/s1600/IMG_9231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646519191148867010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RhHCCx1NPgA/Tlx3Sa3arcI/AAAAAAAAJHE/n-TxEIlkQWg/s400/IMG_9231.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gurgling her Fanta (just because).&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fr4RnvBrTxc/Tlx3SC-LCrI/AAAAAAAAJG8/M_xKRxuqy-s/s1600/IMG_9237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646519184734751410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fr4RnvBrTxc/Tlx3SC-LCrI/AAAAAAAAJG8/M_xKRxuqy-s/s400/IMG_9237.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jnU-bM-BPXg/Tlx2_O-2DFI/AAAAAAAAJG0/oCNnFBkz_7E/s1600/IMG_9244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646518861541280850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jnU-bM-BPXg/Tlx2_O-2DFI/AAAAAAAAJG0/oCNnFBkz_7E/s400/IMG_9244.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hJ6wQwzBDvU/Tlx2-53izhI/AAAAAAAAJGs/k_msArlWa6g/s1600/IMG_9247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646518855873515026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hJ6wQwzBDvU/Tlx2-53izhI/AAAAAAAAJGs/k_msArlWa6g/s400/IMG_9247.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c3MW2bMaExo/Tlx2Tzyw8-I/AAAAAAAAJGk/9-HYdwBzfcQ/s1600/IMG_9252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646518115508483042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c3MW2bMaExo/Tlx2Tzyw8-I/AAAAAAAAJGk/9-HYdwBzfcQ/s400/IMG_9252.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once inside we did the mansion tour and explored the outbuildings.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IXB4_57xPEk/Tlx2TRq-QoI/AAAAAAAAJGc/9C3hjTIjZs8/s1600/IMG_9256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646518106348995202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IXB4_57xPEk/Tlx2TRq-QoI/AAAAAAAAJGc/9C3hjTIjZs8/s400/IMG_9256.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lizzie completed the kids map/treasure hunt and got a smashed penny in as a prize. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JBcuzh33LAw/Tlx2CcUtbcI/AAAAAAAAJGU/50L9mkeoZzQ/s1600/IMG_9260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 264px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646517817150631362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JBcuzh33LAw/Tlx2CcUtbcI/AAAAAAAAJGU/50L9mkeoZzQ/s400/IMG_9260.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alaina pretended to be a princess. She said, "Mama, I the princess. You the boy."&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s8wJmgPAJI4/Tlx2CLoYCYI/AAAAAAAAJGM/D6aBbiRu4WE/s1600/IMG_9259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646517812669712770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s8wJmgPAJI4/Tlx2CLoYCYI/AAAAAAAAJGM/D6aBbiRu4WE/s400/IMG_9259.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She gathered a bouquet of dried leaves and called them her flowers.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9DkN7nox-fQ/Tlx1yVpQTQI/AAAAAAAAJGE/P-U4fvWP1eQ/s1600/IMG_9262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646517540479847682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9DkN7nox-fQ/Tlx1yVpQTQI/AAAAAAAAJGE/P-U4fvWP1eQ/s400/IMG_9262.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L0n_bqN9Hw8/Tlx1x_m55DI/AAAAAAAAJF8/a_ayYswm7Fs/s1600/IMG_9267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646517534564410418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L0n_bqN9Hw8/Tlx1x_m55DI/AAAAAAAAJF8/a_ayYswm7Fs/s400/IMG_9267.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She also used her leaves as a magic wand, waving them in the air in front of me, saying "Magic, magic. You're a boy!"&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hbt7iTNWWPw/Tlx1fJc5ZGI/AAAAAAAAJF0/s9S1emenXyg/s1600/IMG_9268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646517210789274722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hbt7iTNWWPw/Tlx1fJc5ZGI/AAAAAAAAJF0/s9S1emenXyg/s400/IMG_9268.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PAOG8-xLe0w/Tlx1e-DRr3I/AAAAAAAAJFs/GVtIejPRRL0/s1600/IMG_9273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646517207729024882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PAOG8-xLe0w/Tlx1e-DRr3I/AAAAAAAAJFs/GVtIejPRRL0/s400/IMG_9273.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mCaQMSKNfr4/Tlx1HyV-G0I/AAAAAAAAJFk/ux2J6GcW4vM/s1600/IMG_9275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646516809449216834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mCaQMSKNfr4/Tlx1HyV-G0I/AAAAAAAAJFk/ux2J6GcW4vM/s400/IMG_9275.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6pKIJI3EpFw/Tlx1HwWVktI/AAAAAAAAJFc/jHrHbK41iHg/s1600/IMG_9276.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once we tired of the outdoor attractions we went into the museum, spending the bulk of our time in the hands-on children section.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4HmER-n4Vp4/Tlx0smEeReI/AAAAAAAAJFU/fN-y6-jm7jc/s1600/IMG_9277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646516342298133986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4HmER-n4Vp4/Tlx0smEeReI/AAAAAAAAJFU/fN-y6-jm7jc/s400/IMG_9277.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls enjoyed trying on dresses like what Martha Washington wore (she wore a yellow dress at her wedding).&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pnNTs7K8Seo/Tlx0sU9WgbI/AAAAAAAAJFM/MiV_Qb9OlAg/s1600/IMG_9282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646516337704862130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pnNTs7K8Seo/Tlx0sU9WgbI/AAAAAAAAJFM/MiV_Qb9OlAg/s400/IMG_9282.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d6ouBWI-Y6k/Tlx0LmuFm2I/AAAAAAAAJE8/11F9T2idFeo/s1600/IMG_9287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646515775536995170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d6ouBWI-Y6k/Tlx0LmuFm2I/AAAAAAAAJE8/11F9T2idFeo/s400/IMG_9287.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They had a tea party, played with the baby dolls, pushed buttons to hear animal noises, and colored.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CA_cpyKakUs/TlxzL-GicZI/AAAAAAAAJE0/qkMXJwOUvVw/s1600/IMG_9292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646514682301936018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CA_cpyKakUs/TlxzL-GicZI/AAAAAAAAJE0/qkMXJwOUvVw/s400/IMG_9292.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They also played with the doll house. A lot.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-67fkDWp7r18/TlxzLiVxy9I/AAAAAAAAJEs/KFuDyIjdalw/s1600/IMG_9295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646514674849663954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-67fkDWp7r18/TlxzLiVxy9I/AAAAAAAAJEs/KFuDyIjdalw/s400/IMG_9295.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Costume change (there were several).&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--zHtFqfWPxM/Tlxy8WtbBUI/AAAAAAAAJEk/wMjAQqyWGvo/s1600/IMG_9297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646514414029571394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--zHtFqfWPxM/Tlxy8WtbBUI/AAAAAAAAJEk/wMjAQqyWGvo/s400/IMG_9297.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ellie tried to climb in it once. She also tried to eat crayons and leave the play area, by herself, with an arm load of toys.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dFJCjeFiz3Y/Tlxy8PYutnI/AAAAAAAAJEc/gr3zbFMVUCw/s1600/IMG_9301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646514412063733362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dFJCjeFiz3Y/Tlxy8PYutnI/AAAAAAAAJEc/gr3zbFMVUCw/s400/IMG_9301.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DozZb-cn0eo/Tlxyklmty0I/AAAAAAAAJEU/sMvpk-PHots/s1600/IMG_9302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646514005711113026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DozZb-cn0eo/Tlxyklmty0I/AAAAAAAAJEU/sMvpk-PHots/s400/IMG_9302.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3YggVHddmo/TlxykR052EI/AAAAAAAAJEM/0rYU5nyI-cw/s1600/IMG_9303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646514000401913922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3YggVHddmo/TlxykR052EI/AAAAAAAAJEM/0rYU5nyI-cw/s400/IMG_9303.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the kids section we watched the multi-media war movie (the one where your seats rumble and "snow" falls on your head). I'd never taken Liz before because she used to be so scared of movies. Glad I waited. She LOVED it. Alaina, on the other hand kept her ears covered and kept saying, "I want to see a princess movie. Where is the princess?" For her part, Ellie kept trying to go down the stairs and interact with strangers (who were trying to watch the movie).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-691332974114735732?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/691332974114735732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=691332974114735732' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/691332974114735732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/691332974114735732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2011/08/mt-vernonlast-monday-of-summer.html' title='Mt Vernon/Last Monday of Summer'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-omeeQZSw4CY/Tlx5PlZzA5I/AAAAAAAAJIM/WBegr-yAq-E/s72-c/IMG_9203.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-4745674687682974584</id><published>2011-08-29T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T10:24:27.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Irene</title><content type='html'>So the hurricane turned out to be just a tropical storm by the time it reached us so all we really had to deal with were some small downed branches and a smattering of leaves. Still, I waited up till 2 a.m. Sunday morning to watch the continuous storm coverage and had the girls sleep in the basement room with a tiny window (because I was afraid of broken windows).&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhbo2qKm1Zw/TlxnOvmMzcI/AAAAAAAAJEE/P1wRX3Z_AEA/s1600/IMG_9160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646501535808277954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhbo2qKm1Zw/TlxnOvmMzcI/AAAAAAAAJEE/P1wRX3Z_AEA/s400/IMG_9160.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was a little bummed the next morning when I read the email indicating that church was still on. If I skip I feel guilty, but if it's cancelled . . . Oh well, I had to teach a primary lesson anyway. In all, the storm felt a bit anti-climatic. We had filled the tub and some coolers with water, purchased paper plates and cups, strategically placed our lantern, and kept the kids indoors and in the end, most of that was unnessessary (thank goodness).&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qutUUw_x0cQ/TlxnOeIzEJI/AAAAAAAAJD8/Po34Idv-GAg/s1600/IMG_9161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646501531121553554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qutUUw_x0cQ/TlxnOeIzEJI/AAAAAAAAJD8/Po34Idv-GAg/s400/IMG_9161.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I made a huge list of things to do during the storm to keep busy and only ended up doing a few of them: mending the girls' pillow pets, catch up on blogs, make pom pom flowers for Lainey's birthday party, and so on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-4745674687682974584?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/4745674687682974584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=4745674687682974584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/4745674687682974584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/4745674687682974584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2011/08/irene.html' title='Irene'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lhbo2qKm1Zw/TlxnOvmMzcI/AAAAAAAAJEE/P1wRX3Z_AEA/s72-c/IMG_9160.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-744013107126731915</id><published>2011-08-28T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T22:37:28.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More on Burke Lake</title><content type='html'>We started out our visit at the train because &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Alaina&lt;/span&gt; was so excited about it. She talked about her upcoming ride all morning while we got ready and during the entire drive to the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yrX6pLSS__s/TlscAWzkrwI/AAAAAAAAJC0/6Bu63NmC2T4/s1600/IMG_8992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646137350286520066" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yrX6pLSS__s/TlscAWzkrwI/AAAAAAAAJC0/6Bu63NmC2T4/s400/IMG_8992.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course when her time came she was too afraid to get on the train. I made her go because I figured she'd get over it (and I'd already paid).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KalSPBr74Kw/Tlsbk0e0e8I/AAAAAAAAJCk/r305do0mhtA/s1600/IMG_8994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646136877216201666" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KalSPBr74Kw/Tlsbk0e0e8I/AAAAAAAAJCk/r305do0mhtA/s400/IMG_8994.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Liz was super cute with her little sis. She held Lainey's hand the entire time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-19kAI8CcdOs/TlsblDCPBSI/AAAAAAAAJCs/kRdLPfHDtm0/s1600/IMG_8996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646136881122837794" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-19kAI8CcdOs/TlsblDCPBSI/AAAAAAAAJCs/kRdLPfHDtm0/s400/IMG_8996.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She also kept her arm around &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Laines&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Side note&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Alaina&lt;/span&gt; would not remove her sunglasses, even in the shade. She just lifted them up to see better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CKaGKeMBOtc/TlsbJmdsVPI/AAAAAAAAJCc/Eg0TW1bCLOY/s1600/IMG_8998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646136409596908786" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CKaGKeMBOtc/TlsbJmdsVPI/AAAAAAAAJCc/Eg0TW1bCLOY/s400/IMG_8998.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ellie liked the train just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d7-d7DdDDzQ/Tlsa11U0QzI/AAAAAAAAJCE/6vNxeAnV9_0/s1600/IMG_9002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646136069988827954" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d7-d7DdDDzQ/Tlsa11U0QzI/AAAAAAAAJCE/6vNxeAnV9_0/s400/IMG_9002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After our train ride I asked Lainey, did she liked it? No. Would she like to go again? No. And to think I almost planned Burke for her third birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h0MVBtROa4M/Tlsa2AUSlEI/AAAAAAAAJCM/Gbdm5vO431Y/s1600/IMG_9010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646136072939410498" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h0MVBtROa4M/Tlsa2AUSlEI/AAAAAAAAJCM/Gbdm5vO431Y/s400/IMG_9010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the train, we ate lunch and headed to the carousel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iFPZKWlVlWk/TlsahtMSZdI/AAAAAAAAJB0/fDUOo9CQZuE/s1600/IMG_9017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646135724208186834" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iFPZKWlVlWk/TlsahtMSZdI/AAAAAAAAJB0/fDUOo9CQZuE/s400/IMG_9017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All the girls liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XTSZ4wMd2xg/Tlsah0GsuqI/AAAAAAAAJB8/-opGbUib5Co/s1600/IMG_9020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646135726063794850" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XTSZ4wMd2xg/Tlsah0GsuqI/AAAAAAAAJB8/-opGbUib5Co/s400/IMG_9020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not surprisingly &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Laines&lt;/span&gt; had trouble waiting for it to begin. She kept yelling, "Go!" which is what I sometimes yell at cars in front of me. That is, I yelled that until Lainey started copying me. Now, I'm trying to be a better example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--nuehhmUb1k/TlsaLz4qKdI/AAAAAAAAJBk/S4O3SxA6jE8/s1600/IMG_9023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646135348047784402" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--nuehhmUb1k/TlsaLz4qKdI/AAAAAAAAJBk/S4O3SxA6jE8/s400/IMG_9023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FcSxN2d7yXo/TlsaMOjZkwI/AAAAAAAAJBs/8-PceByM1NE/s1600/IMG_9024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646135355206374146" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FcSxN2d7yXo/TlsaMOjZkwI/AAAAAAAAJBs/8-PceByM1NE/s400/IMG_9024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gw5cqI8OQVQ/TlsZ1muCNXI/AAAAAAAAJBU/8pJlHnJ1XYA/s1600/IMG_9048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646134966556439922" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gw5cqI8OQVQ/TlsZ1muCNXI/AAAAAAAAJBU/8pJlHnJ1XYA/s400/IMG_9048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So cute. I can't get enough of her and she's at such a fun age.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7fvbD1rMW2E/TlsZ1yi_GqI/AAAAAAAAJBc/EEek3Pht8MI/s1600/IMG_9040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646134969731324578" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7fvbD1rMW2E/TlsZ1yi_GqI/AAAAAAAAJBc/EEek3Pht8MI/s400/IMG_9040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1kZN0RI-TPU/TlsYih-uhCI/AAAAAAAAJBE/3adgxGecnS8/s1600/IMG_9042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646133539355132962" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1kZN0RI-TPU/TlsYih-uhCI/AAAAAAAAJBE/3adgxGecnS8/s400/IMG_9042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the carousel we ran into some friends and Liz joined them for another train ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_Fnz198dXY/TlsYizBWzII/AAAAAAAAJBM/HzseO3kvXQk/s1600/IMG_9049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646133543929564290" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_Fnz198dXY/TlsYizBWzII/AAAAAAAAJBM/HzseO3kvXQk/s400/IMG_9049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Alaina&lt;/span&gt; was too scared to go I stayed behind with her and Ellie. We waited at the train depot which is were we felt the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;EARTHQUAKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Lainey was asking when the train would be back. She missed her "sissy" and her friend, Meg. When the rumbling started my first thought was that the train was returning so I said to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Laines&lt;/span&gt;, "Do you feel that? That means the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;train's&lt;/span&gt; coming back!" But a second later I remembered that building didn't shake the last time the train approached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vr-Xs3u6uOc/TlsYA-Lag9I/AAAAAAAAJA8/V5k2Znm_i4E/s1600/IMG_9056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646132962808988626" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vr-Xs3u6uOc/TlsYA-Lag9I/AAAAAAAAJA8/V5k2Znm_i4E/s400/IMG_9056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The rumbling went on for a bit, the bench below us and awning above us shaking pretty well. A nearby lady and I met eyes. I said, "Is that the train?" She said, "It can't be. They feel it over there" (indicating the carousel). I said, "It must be an earthquake." And then it was over. Within seconds someone nearby confirmed (looking at her smart phone) that it had in fact been an earthquake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-INcPvb-8l5k/TlsVpXkDXdI/AAAAAAAAJAk/DbgFuIJpfmc/s1600/IMG_9061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646130358283099602" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-INcPvb-8l5k/TlsVpXkDXdI/AAAAAAAAJAk/DbgFuIJpfmc/s400/IMG_9061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When Liz and company arrived on the train they reported that they hadn't felt the earthquake at all. My friend, Sharon, and I spent the rest of our time at Burke Lake trying to contact our husbands (only texts worked) and playing mini golf with the kids. Oh, and of course we finished it all off with a good helping of ice cream at the shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eTLo4hhWQyU/TlsVpn5QFBI/AAAAAAAAJAs/B8IVid9xbLU/s1600/IMG_9065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646130362666980370" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eTLo4hhWQyU/TlsVpn5QFBI/AAAAAAAAJAs/B8IVid9xbLU/s400/IMG_9065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The oldest three children took their game pretty seriously, regularly accusing each other of cheating even though we weren't playing a proper game at all. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Alaina&lt;/span&gt; and Meg, on the other hand, took it easy and always seemed to enjoy themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NcU6aenlWEM/TlsVRTCYHCI/AAAAAAAAJAU/WPXcKr3uMYY/s1600/IMG_9072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646129944751250466" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NcU6aenlWEM/TlsVRTCYHCI/AAAAAAAAJAU/WPXcKr3uMYY/s400/IMG_9072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While not an official participant, Ellie also had a ball that she dropped in every hole before waddling off to the next stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G-LO--2a3yk/TlsVRtrY7gI/AAAAAAAAJAc/IlpSBi8kM0A/s1600/IMG_9066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646129951902592514" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G-LO--2a3yk/TlsVRtrY7gI/AAAAAAAAJAc/IlpSBi8kM0A/s400/IMG_9066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She also dropped in her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sippy&lt;/span&gt; cup every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lH_LrsmoIyM/TlsUQqF9ZLI/AAAAAAAAJAE/yfT6wDMrdmI/s1600/IMG_9082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646128834248795314" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lH_LrsmoIyM/TlsUQqF9ZLI/AAAAAAAAJAE/yfT6wDMrdmI/s400/IMG_9082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WBiz2yiP7Tk/TlsURNL0YrI/AAAAAAAAJAM/fSF7Os4YAyk/s1600/IMG_9081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646128843668611762" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WBiz2yiP7Tk/TlsURNL0YrI/AAAAAAAAJAM/fSF7Os4YAyk/s400/IMG_9081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Earthquake-wise we had no damaged to our home and Andrew was able to come home a couple hours early because his building was evacuated. I know there were after shocks but I didn't feel any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-744013107126731915?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/744013107126731915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=744013107126731915' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/744013107126731915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/744013107126731915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2011/08/more-on-burke-lake.html' title='More on Burke Lake'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yrX6pLSS__s/TlscAWzkrwI/AAAAAAAAJC0/6Bu63NmC2T4/s72-c/IMG_8992.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-3484522032829193700</id><published>2011-08-27T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T22:21:30.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Week in Review/Natural Disaster Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;MONDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Lee Rec Center spray park in the morning and Great Waves water park in the afternoon. Yeah, it was tiring (but fun).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-03aOCpxrn20/Tlm9i0MAYBI/AAAAAAAAI98/7mJDE6B_V30/s1600/P1060195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645752013707829266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-03aOCpxrn20/Tlm9i0MAYBI/AAAAAAAAI98/7mJDE6B_V30/s400/P1060195.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I pretty much only saw Lizzie when it was time to eat and time to leave. The little ones and I lingered in the kiddie pool and also the large playground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OF6R_avYwNg/Tlm9ii-zEiI/AAAAAAAAI90/rtrD-128E9M/s1600/P1060194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645752009089028642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OF6R_avYwNg/Tlm9ii-zEiI/AAAAAAAAI90/rtrD-128E9M/s400/P1060194.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As always, Ellie spent a lot of time in the chairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x09H14aI_XA/Tlm9jYqkMhI/AAAAAAAAI-E/78U9weF0AUU/s1600/P1060198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645752023499682322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x09H14aI_XA/Tlm9jYqkMhI/AAAAAAAAI-E/78U9weF0AUU/s400/P1060198.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - spent the day at Burke Lake (more on that later) and the evening at Wolf Trap watching Ballet West with Lizzie and some friends. It was my first time at that outdoor theater and I really enjoyed it. Oh yeah, and we had a 5.8 earthquake. I've been in other earthquakes before, but I've never actually felt them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vlrEJKeFMvw/Tlm9D53kE3I/AAAAAAAAI9k/l3lvHwgO8YQ/s1600/IMG_9015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645751482656756594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vlrEJKeFMvw/Tlm9D53kE3I/AAAAAAAAI9k/l3lvHwgO8YQ/s400/IMG_9015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some family members called to make sure we made it through the earthquake alright. When I talked to my mom she said something about the approaching hurricane which is the first time I remember hearing of Irene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dp3hli7pZ68/Tlm9EERQUlI/AAAAAAAAI9s/BWh-iGwSBgY/s1600/IMG_9026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645751485448868434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dp3hli7pZ68/Tlm9EERQUlI/AAAAAAAAI9s/BWh-iGwSBgY/s400/IMG_9026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - My friend, Sharon, watched the older girls in the morning so I could run errands. Ellie and I scoured the outlet mall for a modest white dress for Liz. We found only one with sleeves and it was $140! Needless to say, we will be ordering ours online (and purchasing Alaina's in the spring when her time comes around).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pYtHFUhV1A4/Tlm8elz64yI/AAAAAAAAI9U/NMzBAXvZf44/s1600/IMG_7417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645750841617605410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pYtHFUhV1A4/Tlm8elz64yI/AAAAAAAAI9U/NMzBAXvZf44/s400/IMG_7417.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BfiXsTf9_Ps/Tlm8fBjigJI/AAAAAAAAI9c/qIEXwz6PxyI/s1600/IMG_7461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645750849065091218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BfiXsTf9_Ps/Tlm8fBjigJI/AAAAAAAAI9c/qIEXwz6PxyI/s400/IMG_7461.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - I watched the Pomeroy girls in the morning which my girls loved and in the late afternoon Liz and Laines went to Talia's house for a playdate and dinner. So nice. In the evening I went to dinner the ladies. During the meal, one of my friends mentioned that Irene was a category 3. Now, I forgot that the hurricane scale is 1 to 5, not 1 to 10 like earthquakes. So, when I heard 3, I thought, well we just made it through an almost 6 earthquake and that was pretty much no big deal so I'm sure the hurricane isn't anything to worry about. Stupid, I know, and it definitely isn't my first hurricane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sFm82hCOizI/Tlm7qCK5r6I/AAAAAAAAI9E/GzhxSFYTGCU/s1600/IMG_7445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645749938697121698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sFm82hCOizI/Tlm7qCK5r6I/AAAAAAAAI9E/GzhxSFYTGCU/s400/IMG_7445.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kagILL0Buj8/Tlm7qZquRvI/AAAAAAAAI9M/FoU60zgOI3k/s1600/IMG_7419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645749945004607218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kagILL0Buj8/Tlm7qZquRvI/AAAAAAAAI9M/FoU60zgOI3k/s400/IMG_7419.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1vHQL9keD8A/Tlm7X4ApIyI/AAAAAAAAI88/EK4RXyZDfms/s1600/IMG_7457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645749626732094242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1vHQL9keD8A/Tlm7X4ApIyI/AAAAAAAAI88/EK4RXyZDfms/s400/IMG_7457.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Ellie had her 15-month check up in the morning. She's 23 pounds and totally healthy. Other activities: Drew and I took turns running errands, we did some hurricane prep, and finally made and mailed birthday invitations for Alaina's third birthday party. In the evening we dropped Liz off at a sleepover birthday party and took the other two girls out to dinner. We planned to go to Chipotle, but Lainey begged for The Noodle Company. She kept saying "It's so comfortable!" She uses that phrase a lot to talk about eateries that she likes.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uTtkHOdTbPw/TlmpQPUSLuI/AAAAAAAAI8g/Nfut0YbDaWs/s1600/IMG_9121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645729704340238050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uTtkHOdTbPw/TlmpQPUSLuI/AAAAAAAAI8g/Nfut0YbDaWs/s400/IMG_9121.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g6EYBo6OKRo/TlmpP85LAMI/AAAAAAAAI8Y/NDYXqDXTMlI/s1600/IMG_9122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645729699394683074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g6EYBo6OKRo/TlmpP85LAMI/AAAAAAAAI8Y/NDYXqDXTMlI/s400/IMG_9122.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,102); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - We pretty much hung out at home and waited for the storm to hit. We passed the time by cleaning, napping, watching movies, playing, and most of all, watching the news. Liz returned from her sleepover in the morning. She loved it. Turns out she went to bed sometime after 1:30 in the morning (when the mom gave up and went to bed) and woke up by 6:30 in the morning. Surprisingly her attitude and behavior was just fine during the day even after so little sleep. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aUZYYZ1gC7E/TlmmqXhBZnI/AAAAAAAAI8Q/anxHshhyohU/s1600/IMG_9140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645726854682863218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aUZYYZ1gC7E/TlmmqXhBZnI/AAAAAAAAI8Q/anxHshhyohU/s400/IMG_9140.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4XhGjEOKNNs/TlmmHIcUPgI/AAAAAAAAI8I/rCeEbyWavfo/s1600/IMG_9141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645726249341173250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4XhGjEOKNNs/TlmmHIcUPgI/AAAAAAAAI8I/rCeEbyWavfo/s400/IMG_9141.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7VZbhdsK2ck/TlmmGxOn4UI/AAAAAAAAI8A/bLQ-cwIt_tw/s1600/IMG_9142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645726243109724482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7VZbhdsK2ck/TlmmGxOn4UI/AAAAAAAAI8A/bLQ-cwIt_tw/s400/IMG_9142.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298460099983024894-3484522032829193700?l=drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/feeds/3484522032829193700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5298460099983024894&amp;postID=3484522032829193700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/3484522032829193700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298460099983024894/posts/default/3484522032829193700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drewandjillnielson.blogspot.com/2011/08/this-week-in-reviewnatural-disaster.html' title='This Week in Review/Natural Disaster Week'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16986852341227796419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-03aOCpxrn20/Tlm9i0MAYBI/AAAAAAAAI98/7mJDE6B_V30/s72-c/P1060195.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298460099983024894.post-7687248300410259700</id><published>2011-08-22T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T22:49:10.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ellie Update</title><content type='html'>This is Ellie at 15 months: Ellie is still very cuddley, still pretty mellow and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves slides--at the water park, at the regular park--and almost always goes down on her own (though on her belly not her bum like in the picture). She also usually doesn't have someone at the bottom to catch her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dP4RoG-0J6k/TlsnVBdnScI/AAAAAAAAJDk/frL9_8cmwrE/s1600/P1060148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646149799962429890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dP4RoG-0J6k/TlsnVBdnScI/AAAAAAAAJDk/frL9_8cmwrE/s400/P1060148.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She loves Chuck E. Cheese (but then that's not too unique is it?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XxbAYH29bNQ/TlsnEz8JtCI/AAAAAAAAJDM/h-xvH5zGr28/s1600/P1060139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646149521454511138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XxbAYH29bNQ/TlsnEz8JtCI/AAAAAAAAJDM/h-xvH5zGr28/s400/P1060139.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CgMlTBmtjpE/TlsnGXwUxaI/AAAAAAAAJDU/tfOTiNlhKO8/s1600/P1060141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646149548248450466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CgMlTBmtjpE/TlsnGXwUxaI/AAAAAAAAJDU/tfOTiNlhKO8/s400/P1060141.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gabrielle loves sitting in chairs (stroller included). At the pool she actually spends much of her time chilling in the pool chairs or her stroller. In fact that is exactly what she did today at Great Waves waterpark. She likes to climb onto other things as well like couches, tables, Lainey's bed.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fpLA1RI7D58/Ti-bLq_rJZI/AAAAAAAAIWQ/foMPQX1D2Yw/s1600/IMG_7255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633892283686004114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fpLA1RI7D58/Ti-bLq_rJZI/AAAAAAAAIWQ/foMPQX1D2Yw/s400/IMG_7255.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I finally weaned her last month and we're all sleeping better at night as a result. I've also finally started allowing her to feed herself with spoons on occasion. Sometimes she uses a granola bar to dip in yogurt. It's a huge mess, but a necessary step I suppose.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633882670419098274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c2Qxz2H0vyM/Ti-ScGyPOqI/AAAAAAAAIVw/RJa1LRPC6Ks/s400/4%2B%25283%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LTm2VlaBHCQ/Ti-Sb7BPbSI/AAAAAAAAIVo/JbRRA_6rlMU/s1600/4%2B%25284%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633882667260800290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LTm2VlaBHCQ/Ti-Sb7BPbSI/AAAAAAAAIVo/JbRRA_6rlMU/s400/4%2B%25284%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In this last month she has moved on from funny crawling to wobbley walking and we only bother with guard gates now to keep her away from things (not to keep her safe but because she's great on the stairs). The following pictures are of her distinctive crawl which I suppose we will never see again. She regularly crawled with her right wrist flipped inward so she could carry things.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XcZ628kckn8/Ti-SEg21nXI/AAAAAAAAIVg
