<?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-202326390678920867</id><updated>2012-02-16T08:52:32.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Family Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Semiramis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13891547668661133456</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>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202326390678920867.post-277094880909277438</id><published>2009-12-22T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T10:58:45.979-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SzEWzQgcKLI/AAAAAAAAAlw/ooCVY6Ypqo8/s1600-h/Ian12-09.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418136896563587250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SzEWzQgcKLI/AAAAAAAAAlw/ooCVY6Ypqo8/s320/Ian12-09.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SzEWd3utRLI/AAAAAAAAAlo/ey-PcNQEZuM/s1600-h/Caleb12-09.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418136529135289522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SzEWd3utRLI/AAAAAAAAAlo/ey-PcNQEZuM/s320/Caleb12-09.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SzEWbD7VOJI/AAAAAAAAAlg/kYp6M4L31f8/s1600-h/IanCaleb09_small.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 255px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418136480869857426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SzEWbD7VOJI/AAAAAAAAAlg/kYp6M4L31f8/s320/IanCaleb09_small.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"And the angel said unto them, Fear not: for, behold, I bring you &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;good tidings of great joy&lt;/span&gt;, which shall be to all people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Christ&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;the Lord." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Luke 2:10-11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Merry&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/202326390678920867-277094880909277438?l=sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/277094880909277438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202326390678920867&amp;postID=277094880909277438' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/277094880909277438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/277094880909277438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/2009/12/and-angel-said-unto-them-fear-not-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Semiramis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13891547668661133456</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/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SzEWzQgcKLI/AAAAAAAAAlw/ooCVY6Ypqo8/s72-c/Ian12-09.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202326390678920867.post-7692426843972810252</id><published>2009-04-29T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T22:59:23.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky Seven</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/Sfk8Sw2YxTI/AAAAAAAAAe4/NG9kQ3EblzY/s1600-h/caleb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330357927018022194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/Sfk8Sw2YxTI/AAAAAAAAAe4/NG9kQ3EblzY/s320/caleb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/Sfk8Sxi9RXI/AAAAAAAAAew/Y63O-KHuleo/s1600-h/little+angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330357927204963698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/Sfk8Sxi9RXI/AAAAAAAAAew/Y63O-KHuleo/s320/little+angel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/Sfk8S2LxF6I/AAAAAAAAAeo/PtME7SrARkc/s1600-h/feet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330357928449873826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/Sfk8S2LxF6I/AAAAAAAAAeo/PtME7SrARkc/s320/feet.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Introducing Baby Caleb Anders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;April 27th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;7lbs 7oz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;19 3/4 inches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sweet Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330357924717178514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/Sfk8SoR0rpI/AAAAAAAAAeg/BdrsWe1XxSo/s320/big+brother+Ian.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;being a big brother can be very tiring ...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202326390678920867-7692426843972810252?l=sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/7692426843972810252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202326390678920867&amp;postID=7692426843972810252' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/7692426843972810252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/7692426843972810252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/2009/04/lucky-seven_29.html' title='Lucky Seven'/><author><name>Semiramis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13891547668661133456</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/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/Sfk8Sw2YxTI/AAAAAAAAAe4/NG9kQ3EblzY/s72-c/caleb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202326390678920867.post-6542533143559982224</id><published>2009-04-20T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T12:31:07.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Top Picks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The baby is almost here and we're making progress in choosing a name. We're now down to a small list of possible names for him. You can see - and vote on - our top picks on the new poll to the right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've been getting a lot of Braxton Hicks lately. It can be pretty uncomfortable at times. I don't remember getting much of those with Ian. I'm hoping that the old wives' tale about second babies being born earlier than firsts is true - time goes by so slowly for those who wait ... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(you got that right Madonna!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202326390678920867-6542533143559982224?l=sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/6542533143559982224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202326390678920867&amp;postID=6542533143559982224' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/6542533143559982224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/6542533143559982224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/2009/04/our-top-picks.html' title='Our Top Picks'/><author><name>Semiramis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13891547668661133456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202326390678920867.post-3978572280409564687</id><published>2009-03-28T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T12:30:42.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>35 Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Notice how it's a little fuzzy on one side of these pictures? Our camera's been doing that lately and we haven't been able to figure out what's wrong. Maybe it's been dropped one too many times and we might need a new one :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/Sc74y3GWkzI/AAAAAAAAAcg/L1gOPX439gA/s1600-h/3-28-09+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318461762638877490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/Sc74y3GWkzI/AAAAAAAAAcg/L1gOPX439gA/s320/3-28-09+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Preggo&lt;/span&gt; Club at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Malu's&lt;/span&gt; baby shower. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Malu&lt;/span&gt; is due a week after me. Her shower was today ... I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;must've&lt;/span&gt; eaten most of those &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;brigadeiros&lt;/span&gt; there :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/Sc74yg5vNXI/AAAAAAAAAcY/Ea-kBqN6ag0/s1600-h/3-28-09+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318461756680385906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/Sc74yg5vNXI/AAAAAAAAAcY/Ea-kBqN6ag0/s320/3-28-09+011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And since I haven't posted any pregnancy pictures, here's (a crappy) one of me at 35 Weeks - Could my belly be any bigger? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Actually, as big as I look here, I was even bigger with Ian - I'm 15 pounds lighter this time around to be exact! Thanks to my doctor (aka the Weight Nazi) who's encouraged me to exercise - walk - and keep active during this pregnancy. She high &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fived&lt;/span&gt; me last time when it showed I had only gained 1 pound, and says if I gain too much she'll have "yell at me" (her words, not mine). Yeah, she's nuts :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The baby is doing good. He likes to move a lot and keep poking me in the same spot on my left 'till it hurts. He also has hiccups all the time ... just like Ian did. I love the little "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nudger&lt;/span&gt;", but those hiccups are so annoying when I'm trying to sleep :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, less than 5 weeks left for us! I'm so excited to finally be done and be able to hold our baby. These last weeks have gone by quick - baby #2 will be here in no time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We keep calling him "baby" because we haven't pinned down a name for him yet. We have a little list with a few names on it ... we'll see ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202326390678920867-3978572280409564687?l=sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3978572280409564687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202326390678920867&amp;postID=3978572280409564687' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/3978572280409564687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/3978572280409564687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/2009/03/35-weeks-picture.html' title='35 Weeks'/><author><name>Semiramis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13891547668661133456</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/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/Sc74y3GWkzI/AAAAAAAAAcg/L1gOPX439gA/s72-c/3-28-09+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202326390678920867.post-3714749307788868112</id><published>2009-02-17T11:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T21:38:36.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Happy Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;o weird how it's almost always sunny every time we have guests over. So far this year we had some friends come stay with us last month from Utah and my parents just left this morning after a couple days - Both times we enjoyed beautiful sunny days the whole time they were here! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Same thing happened last year with a couple of exceptions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;This is so surprising to me since that days like those are hard to come by. Seattle only averages 55 sunny days a year - mostly during summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;{Today is back to cloudy - oh Mother nature, why do you tease me so?}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As for the rest of the days, we average 226 cloudy days (4th most in the U.S.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is what a typical day looks like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303852399988925618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SZsRqCJxZLI/AAAAAAAAAbw/DCLfqle0ZbA/s320/4-25-08+090.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Or this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SZsU_tLawDI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/aIgFDVBsKcE/s1600-h/11-1-07+129.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303856070850691122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SZsU_tLawDI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/aIgFDVBsKcE/s320/11-1-07+129.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Floating Bridge - Cloudy Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;And then there are these &lt;em&gt;glorious-perfect-temperature-beautiful-green-trees-contrasting-with-equally-beautiful-blue-skies&lt;/em&gt; SUNNY DAYS. There's nothing like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SZsU_RdghBI/AAAAAAAAAcI/DQMN_2bswVg/s1600-h/11-1-07+119.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303856063410373650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SZsU_RdghBI/AAAAAAAAAcI/DQMN_2bswVg/s320/11-1-07+119.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Floating Bridge - Sunny Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SZsUKbkUAYI/AAAAAAAAAcA/D3VEnau3tFQ/s1600-h/1-14-08+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303855155590201730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SZsUKbkUAYI/AAAAAAAAAcA/D3VEnau3tFQ/s320/1-14-08+122.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Redmond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SZsUKPPY8TI/AAAAAAAAAb4/ME8TjhHHaYw/s1600-h/1-14-08+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303855152281219378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SZsUKPPY8TI/AAAAAAAAAb4/ME8TjhHHaYw/s320/1-14-08+070.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Lake Washington&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So I guess the message here is come on over ... and don't forget to bring the sun with you :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202326390678920867-3714749307788868112?l=sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3714749307788868112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202326390678920867&amp;postID=3714749307788868112' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/3714749307788868112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/3714749307788868112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/2009/02/s-o-weird-how-its-almost-always-sunny.html' title='Oh Happy Day!'/><author><name>Semiramis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13891547668661133456</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/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SZsRqCJxZLI/AAAAAAAAAbw/DCLfqle0ZbA/s72-c/4-25-08+090.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202326390678920867.post-2146144601617336816</id><published>2009-02-14T11:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T16:00:30.481-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Candy is Dandy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SZcx4TBTH4I/AAAAAAAAAbo/nxe_NEs1-SU/s1600-h/valentines_day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302761929500204930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SZcx4TBTH4I/AAAAAAAAAbo/nxe_NEs1-SU/s320/valentines_day.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;appy Valentine's Everyone. We've sort of been boycotting Valentine's day for years now. At least in the commercial sense. It started out innocently enough. We &lt;em&gt;tried&lt;/em&gt; to go out and have a good &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt;' time on Valentine's day only to be met with crowded restaurants, traffic and sold out signs at the theaters, concerts, and games. Plus they jack up the price for roses and candy {I'm talking chocolate truffles here}. We &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;must've&lt;/span&gt; had fun 'cause afterwards we were broke ... you would think. In the end, the best {and cheapest} way to say "I love you" is saying it ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tonight we'll avoid the crowds and celebrate a quiet Valentine's day at home with pizza and a movie. Come March we'll splurge on something fun for our anniversary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ian was asked to bring one Valentine for each of his preschool classmates. Weird to me that this romantic holiday is for kids, too, but according to Dusty, kids really get a kick out of it. Poor Ian, his mom is the least crafty person in the world. I already feel bad that his preschool bag is not decorated like the other kids' in his class (unless you consider a muddy footprint at the bottom decoration). So I wanted to get this right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Dumb question, what's a valentine?" I asked Dusty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"For kids, it's a valentine's card with some candy in it ... that's what we used to do when we were little." He told me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wednesday morning, the day of Ian's preschool party, Dustin is all: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"So you know what to look for right? A pack of valentine cards for kids with candy in it" Trying to make sure I don't screw this up for Ian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Got it" I said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I get to Freddy (Fred Meyer) and 30 minutes later, I still can't find this thing. I did find some valentine cards with a monkey on the front and thought it'd be appropriate - but it came with no candy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Later I call Dusty at work:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"They were all out of the cards with candy, so I bought some without, do you think that's enough?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Oohh&lt;/span&gt;, I guess we would buy the candy separate and then put them in the envelope" He says. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Duh. {rolling my eyes} I guess I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;could've&lt;/span&gt; thought of that. It was too early to think straight {10 am} ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;At this point, we're already running a little late. I find a Rite Aid on the way to the preschool, run in, buy some candy, run outside only to find out Ian had swiped a shiny yellow car from the store when I wasn't looking {he showed me the car with a big grin on his face - &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;} run back in to return the toy car. Back to our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;CRV&lt;/span&gt; ... we made it. Phew. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That day, Ian came home with a bag full of valentine cards and candy - one from each of his little friends. I helped him open and read each one. It gives me an idea of what to do for him next year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202326390678920867-2146144601617336816?l=sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/2146144601617336816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202326390678920867&amp;postID=2146144601617336816' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/2146144601617336816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/2146144601617336816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/2009/02/candy-is-dandy.html' title='Candy is Dandy'/><author><name>Semiramis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13891547668661133456</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/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SZcx4TBTH4I/AAAAAAAAAbo/nxe_NEs1-SU/s72-c/valentines_day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202326390678920867.post-4888431579008499880</id><published>2009-02-12T13:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T22:01:19.465-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Help Bring Sean Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;magine your spouse has taken your child away and then refused you any contact with him. Sounds like a nightmare. Unfortunately, that was exactly what happened to a Dad in New Jersey, David Goldman and his son Sean. His wife at the time, Bruna, took their 4-year-old son Sean to her native Brazil, and unbeknown to David, she had no intentions of ever coming back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been over 4 years and little has been done in David's behalf. David was, by all accounts, a good and caring father. Bruna has since passed away. David was able to see his son earlier this month for the first time since his being taken to Brazil. It seems that after some media attention and backing from some authority figures, slow progress is being made. Nothing is certain yet. I read this morning on his website that his case was referred to the Federal court in Brazil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We live in a crazy world. These and other stories like it we see in the news just break my heart. It makes me hug my son extra tight at night and be grateful for all my many blessings. As a parent, I'm appalled at this mom's behavior. I can't even begin to imagine how much pain and anguish this guy was put through. As a Brazilian myself, I'm very upset it has taken this long for his case to reach Federal court. I pray and hope that Sean and his Dad can be reunited soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's an online petition you can sign at David's website: &lt;a href="http://www.bringseanhome.org/"&gt;http://www.bringseanhome.org/&lt;/a&gt;- You can also click on "how to help" link at the top for other ways you can help like making a donation or contacting your congressmen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202326390678920867-4888431579008499880?l=sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/4888431579008499880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202326390678920867&amp;postID=4888431579008499880' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/4888431579008499880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/4888431579008499880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/2009/02/please-help-bring-sean-home.html' title='Please Help Bring Sean Home'/><author><name>Semiramis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13891547668661133456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202326390678920867.post-704606068486030025</id><published>2009-02-07T12:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T13:29:11.652-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Dogs Go to Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SY38OnCwDEI/AAAAAAAAAbg/mOUhlwXNAD8/s1600-h/ice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 259px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300169664413830210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SY38OnCwDEI/AAAAAAAAAbg/mOUhlwXNAD8/s320/ice.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Ice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SY31puNPTBI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/ei4ta1k9kYk/s1600-h/Park+City.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 244px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300162433611942930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SY31puNPTBI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/ei4ta1k9kYk/s320/Park+City.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Dustin on a sleddog run. Ice is the lead dog on the left.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;he hardest part of having a pet is saying goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Our dog Ice, who's been living at Dustin's parents for the past several years, passed on a couple of days ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She was such a sweet and pretty dog. You couldn't help but like her, even a cat person like myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She was so sweet to people but not so nice to the other dogs in the house. If you were petting Ice and and another dog would even try to come close, she would bare her teeth, growl and snap at that other dog and then, a half a second later, turn back to you with her sweet angel face. There's was just something very endearing about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ice was an old dog and it's so sad to know she's gone, but I'm glad she's no longer in pain and that she lived a happy and productive life as a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;sled dog&lt;/span&gt; for Dustin. &lt;/span&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/202326390678920867-704606068486030025?l=sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/704606068486030025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202326390678920867&amp;postID=704606068486030025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/704606068486030025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/704606068486030025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/2009/02/all-dogs-to-heaven.html' title='All Dogs Go to Heaven'/><author><name>Semiramis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13891547668661133456</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/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SY38OnCwDEI/AAAAAAAAAbg/mOUhlwXNAD8/s72-c/ice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202326390678920867.post-8963834189636462309</id><published>2009-01-29T14:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T20:18:02.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love at First Bite</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SYJ-yv-wjgI/AAAAAAAAAbI/Vrwqd5mF3ew/s1600-h/pasta_fagiola_3181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 305px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296935522079378946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SYJ-yv-wjgI/AAAAAAAAAbI/Vrwqd5mF3ew/s320/pasta_fagiola_3181.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ast&lt;/span&gt; night we had a homemade version of the Olive Garden's Pasta e &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Fagioli&lt;/span&gt; soup. I was pretty excited to find this copycat recipe online and had been meaning to try it for a while. It turned out pretty good, so I thought I'd share with other soup fans out there:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salt&lt;br /&gt;Pepper&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon of Oil&lt;br /&gt;1 pound of ground beef&lt;br /&gt;1 cup of onion, finely chopped&lt;br /&gt;1 cup of carrots, slivered (I bought a bag of shredded carrots)&lt;br /&gt;2 14.5 oz. cans of diced tomatoes with juice&lt;br /&gt;1 15.5 oz. can of Red Kidney Bean&lt;br /&gt;1 15.5 oz. can of White Kidney Bean&lt;br /&gt;32 oz. of Beef Broth&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 teaspoon of Oregano&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon of Parsley, freshly chopped&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon of Tabasco sauce&lt;br /&gt;26 oz of Spaghetti Sauce&lt;br /&gt;1 or 2 cups of salad pasta (small tube pasta)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll need a big pot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Saute&lt;/span&gt; onions in oil until they start becoming &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;translucent&lt;/span&gt; in color. Add beef to pot and salt and pepper to taste. Add carrots, celery and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;tomatoes&lt;/span&gt; and simmer for about 10 minutes. Drain and rinse beans and add to the pot. Add beef broth, oregano, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Tabasco&lt;/span&gt; sauce, spaghetti sauce and parsley. Simmer in low/med heat for about 30 minutes. Add noodles and simmer for another 15 minutes or until noodles are tender. It makes about 5-6 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qts&lt;/span&gt;. of soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serve with Garlic Bread and sprinkle some p&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;armesan&lt;/span&gt; on top!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The recipe asks for fresh parsley which I used, but since it asks for only a teaspoon of it, I'll use dried parsley instead next time. Also, next time I'll add some fresh minced garlic - I think garlic would go great with that recipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202326390678920867-8963834189636462309?l=sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/8963834189636462309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202326390678920867&amp;postID=8963834189636462309' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/8963834189636462309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/8963834189636462309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/2009/01/love-at-first-bite.html' title='Love at First Bite'/><author><name>Semiramis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13891547668661133456</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/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SYJ-yv-wjgI/AAAAAAAAAbI/Vrwqd5mF3ew/s72-c/pasta_fagiola_3181.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202326390678920867.post-7241128011526426871</id><published>2009-01-29T12:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T21:35:50.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Um... You're Coughing On My Kid...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;appy New Year Everyone {Only 29 days late}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much has happened this year already! We've moved {again} to a bigger place, got a new president and Ian's got his first flu of the year: compliments of the coughing lady in church last &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get that we all go to church, among other things, for the spiritual enrichment that can come from a sacrament meeting but, common sense tells me I'm excused from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;attending&lt;/span&gt; my meetings anytime I'm sick with a nasty, highly contagious flu in the dead of winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the humanity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sister in church was visibly sick: coughing up a storm, sneezing and blowing into her sleeve. Right next to us. Annoying. Even more annoying was realizing she was still there for the third hour, spreading germs in relief society - all I could hear was her coughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There was a little sign on our old &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lehi&lt;/span&gt; ward Nursery's door. It read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary had a little lamb, she also had the flu.&lt;br /&gt;And when she left our Nursery, the others had it, too.&lt;br /&gt;So anytime your kid is sick, please keep her home with you.&lt;br /&gt;So the other children in our Nursery can be happy and healthier, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pathetic that we actually had remind parents NOT to bring their sick children into Nursery. It should be a no-brainer&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Poor Mr. E has been completely miserable since waking up with a fever a few days ago. He's been coughing, sneezing and had to miss preschool this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sorry if I sound a little crass, and while I can't be 100% sure he actually got it from "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sleevy&lt;/span&gt;", I'll never understand what possesses someone to come to church, or any other public place, while being that sick. Especially church where there are lots of babies, little children, elderly and other people with weak immune systems who can be seriously affected by it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202326390678920867-7241128011526426871?l=sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/7241128011526426871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202326390678920867&amp;postID=7241128011526426871' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/7241128011526426871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/7241128011526426871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/2009/01/um-your-coughing-on-my-kid.html' title='Um... You&apos;re Coughing On My Kid...'/><author><name>Semiramis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13891547668661133456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202326390678920867.post-7456853671806692506</id><published>2009-01-04T23:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T13:55:00.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Things in Life Are Not Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;We were eating at a sandwich shop&lt;/span&gt; (jimmy john's) the other day and noticed this story on the wall. I thought it was interesting - one of those stories that puts things in perspective. Here's the story:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A wealthy investment Banker was at the pier of a small coastal Mexican village when a small boat with just one fisherman docked. Inside the small boat were several large yellowfin tuna. The Banker complimented the Fisherman on the quality of his fish and asked how long it took to catch them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Fisherman replied, ‘only a little while.’&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Banker then asked why didn’t he stay out longer and catch more fish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Fisherman said he had enough to support his family’s immediate needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Banker then asked, ‘but what do you do with the rest of your time?’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Fisherman said, ‘I sleep late, fish a little, play with my children, take siestas with my wife, Maria, stroll into the village each evening where I sip wine, and play guitar with my amigos. I have a full and busy life.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The wealthy banker scoffed, ‘I am a Harvard MBA and could help you. You should spend more time fishing and with the proceeds, buy a bigger boat. With the proceeds from the bigger boat, you could buy several boats, eventually you would have a fleet of fishing boats. Instead of selling your catch to a middleman you would sell directly to the processor, eventually opening your own cannery. You would control the product, processing, and distribution. You would need to leave this small coastal fishing village and move to Mexico City, then LA and eventually New York City, where you will run your expanding enterprise.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Fisherman asked, ‘But, how long will this all take?’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To which the Banker replied, ‘15 - 20 years.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;‘But what then?’ Asked the Fisherman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Banker laughed and said, ‘That’s the best part. When the time is right you would announce an IPO and sell your company stock to the public and become very rich, you would make millions!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Millions - then what?”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Banker said, “Then you would retire. Move to a small coastal fishing village where you would sleep late, fish a little, play with your kids, take siestas with your wife, stroll to the village in the evenings where you could sip wine and play your guitar with your amigos.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202326390678920867-7456853671806692506?l=sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/7456853671806692506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202326390678920867&amp;postID=7456853671806692506' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/7456853671806692506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/7456853671806692506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/2009/01/best-things-in-life-are-not-things.html' title='The Best Things in Life Are Not Things'/><author><name>Semiramis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13891547668661133456</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202326390678920867.post-2856768986150927901</id><published>2008-12-22T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T17:52:34.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snips and snails, and puppy-dogs' tails</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SVA6WWEmdfI/AAAAAAAAAY0/K9W_Q3iDDUQ/s1600-h/baby-its-a-boy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282786518462002674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SVA6WWEmdfI/AAAAAAAAAY0/K9W_Q3iDDUQ/s320/baby-its-a-boy.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;He's healthy and developing fine.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When we had Ian's ultrasound he wouldn't stop moving around. This little boy was all calm and comfy in there playing with his fingers. They're 95% sure it's a BOY! Due date was pushed back to May 1st. No name yet - it's is going to be tricky - the only name we could ever agree on was "Ian" and that's already taken. We're very excited to have another boy in our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;John, we should send you a prize for guessing it right :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202326390678920867-2856768986150927901?l=sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/2856768986150927901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202326390678920867&amp;postID=2856768986150927901' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/2856768986150927901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/2856768986150927901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/2008/12/snips-and-snails-and-puppy-dogs-tails.html' title='Snips and snails, and puppy-dogs&apos; tails'/><author><name>Semiramis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13891547668661133456</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/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SVA6WWEmdfI/AAAAAAAAAY0/K9W_Q3iDDUQ/s72-c/baby-its-a-boy.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202326390678920867.post-6972367460752778167</id><published>2008-12-18T12:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T13:03:51.697-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowed In</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SUq0Kg_bGbI/AAAAAAAAAYs/_isnzbkJAvU/s1600-h/12-18-08+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281231605792971186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SUq0Kg_bGbI/AAAAAAAAAYs/_isnzbkJAvU/s320/12-18-08+022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;winter wonderland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SUq0BArkHoI/AAAAAAAAAYk/pN3r4wpjkGE/s1600-h/12-18-08+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281231442500918914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SUq0BArkHoI/AAAAAAAAAYk/pN3r4wpjkGE/s320/12-18-08+031.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Blizzard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SUq0AlxxljI/AAAAAAAAAYc/klWXt_w6--s/s1600-h/12-18-08+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281231435279210034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SUq0AlxxljI/AAAAAAAAAYc/klWXt_w6--s/s320/12-18-08+016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Mr. E loves the snow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SUqz_99nBLI/AAAAAAAAAYU/4yJe64G9AqA/s1600-h/12-18-08+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281231424591430834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SUqz_99nBLI/AAAAAAAAAYU/4yJe64G9AqA/s320/12-18-08+009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SUqz_cjoNnI/AAAAAAAAAYM/a5VvaOVOhio/s1600-h/12-18-08+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281231415624087154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SUqz_cjoNnI/AAAAAAAAAYM/a5VvaOVOhio/s320/12-18-08+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SUqz-61wxDI/AAAAAAAAAYE/pT5V-bDTjgU/s1600-h/12-18-08+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281231406573339698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SUqz-61wxDI/AAAAAAAAAYE/pT5V-bDTjgU/s320/12-18-08+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Wow, we've got several inches of snow and counting.&lt;/span&gt; Duster's working from home today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A few of our neighbors &lt;em&gt;tried&lt;/em&gt; to drive to work and got stuck in the muck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today was also the day for our much-awaited baby gender finding (and other things) ultrasound - but because of the weather, it was rescheduled to Monday. Someone from the clinic called to tell me that the ultrasound tech was stuck in a ditch and couldn't keep the appointment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Duster took a break and we went for a walk outside so Mr. E could play in the snow a bit :)&lt;/span&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/202326390678920867-6972367460752778167?l=sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/6972367460752778167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202326390678920867&amp;postID=6972367460752778167' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/6972367460752778167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/6972367460752778167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/2008/12/snowed-in.html' title='Snowed In'/><author><name>Semiramis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13891547668661133456</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/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SUq0Kg_bGbI/AAAAAAAAAYs/_isnzbkJAvU/s72-c/12-18-08+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202326390678920867.post-1979943020773144030</id><published>2008-12-17T13:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T19:50:25.929-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sniffles and a Little Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SUmBHVwLGyI/AAAAAAAAAX8/Jfao7waCLis/s1600-h/12-17-08+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280894001166883618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SUmBHVwLGyI/AAAAAAAAAX8/Jfao7waCLis/s400/12-17-08+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SUmBHCg6p7I/AAAAAAAAAX0/ahvk7dpTGL0/s1600-h/12-17-08+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280893996002617266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SUmBHCg6p7I/AAAAAAAAAX0/ahvk7dpTGL0/s400/12-17-08+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SUmBG4RxmzI/AAAAAAAAAXs/8b5gou-Vxds/s1600-h/12-17-08+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280893993254755122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SUmBG4RxmzI/AAAAAAAAAXs/8b5gou-Vxds/s400/12-17-08+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Yesterday&lt;/span&gt; we went outside and played on a thin layer of snow on the grass. But only for a while. Temperature had dropped to a record low and somehow our heavy winter coats, boots and hat, weren't enough to keep us warm. So we hopped on our car and headed to the mall where they have a large inside play area for children. Mr. E didn't seem like himself, he was whiny and only after an hour of playing, threw a fit over some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lolipops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; he saw other children had. That meant time to come home. He kept sneezing and rubbing his eyes on our way back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning he woke up with watering, itchy, red eyes, a runny nose and still sneezing. I called his preschool to let them know he wouldn't be coming today. I gave him some Tylenol in case he had a sore throat, too, and he told me after a while that he still had "water in my eyes" ... he thought the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tylenol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; would make his eyes stop watering :) Unfortunately, there's not much I can give to comfort him further since he's not coughing. According the his pediatrician website, antihistamines such as found in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;benadryl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that would stop watering eyes, runny nose, etc, wouldn't help unless those symptoms were from a nasal allergy (not a cold), which is not the case. I didn't know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's been watching cartoons all day wrapped in a blanket on the couch. For lunch we finished off a box of chips ahoys, the reduced fat kind (that means we can eat twice as much cookies right?) and called it good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. E's favorite toy is now his new snow boots. He's smitten by them and has been wearing them at home. Last night he went to bed and put them right next to him asking if it was okay that they stay there :) He loves just looking at them and jumping with them on. He insists in calling them his "mud boots" for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note: Snow. It shuts down the entire town. As a county/town, we're unprepared when it comes to snow, because, they say it's rare, so why be prepared? I somewhat disagree especially because sometimes it rains after snowing, and the water freezes over roads, sidewalks, etc. Last winter I counted and it snowed exactly 10 times here, each time with the snow melting soon after. That's often to me. Church is usually canceled and at Duster's office, people will work from home if it's snowing that day because they're afraid - with reason - to drive on Washington's untreated, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;unplowed,&lt;/span&gt; icy roads. Can you imagine canceling sacrament meetings in Utah every time it snowed a little bit? So far this winter, it has snowed once and it might snow again tonight. I don't know, maybe Dustin will be working from home tomorrow :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202326390678920867-1979943020773144030?l=sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/1979943020773144030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202326390678920867&amp;postID=1979943020773144030' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/1979943020773144030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/1979943020773144030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/2008/12/little-bit-of-snow.html' title='Sniffles and a Little Snow'/><author><name>Semiramis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13891547668661133456</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/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SUmBHVwLGyI/AAAAAAAAAX8/Jfao7waCLis/s72-c/12-17-08+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202326390678920867.post-2303600666995217188</id><published>2008-12-15T00:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T11:23:16.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SUasdRRd-uI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Gc-daZq2S9Q/s1600-h/ATgAAACGx9t7hGdgVprcWJITxvRcmD8XV8TBE1PhYcrFestL6Q0ioXqKkjZsvTOgsI_lIAqqpZlZjAD4-E5kb8ILVE-FAJtU9VALLoA0dkUKQAcolTpku17INXUfNw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280097231991339746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SUasdRRd-uI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Gc-daZq2S9Q/s400/ATgAAACGx9t7hGdgVprcWJITxvRcmD8XV8TBE1PhYcrFestL6Q0ioXqKkjZsvTOgsI_lIAqqpZlZjAD4-E5kb8ILVE-FAJtU9VALLoA0dkUKQAcolTpku17INXUfNw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Me and Luciana at my brother's wedding&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SUasQD_ApSI/AAAAAAAAAXY/IVa059n5wOU/s1600-h/ATgAAADzx1CXXXPoYtgsJHiQ9I-m9EGE89mT4ixEq9XeJap_5BXm8nMFpG0CR7qFQuZrUua2yo84WRo2BT_e_ndt3bhBAJtU9VBEqxJXwvdpDwWSKmGnfBJaKIwjJg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280097005085959458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SUasQD_ApSI/AAAAAAAAAXY/IVa059n5wOU/s400/ATgAAADzx1CXXXPoYtgsJHiQ9I-m9EGE89mT4ixEq9XeJap_5BXm8nMFpG0CR7qFQuZrUua2yo84WRo2BT_e_ndt3bhBAJtU9VBEqxJXwvdpDwWSKmGnfBJaKIwjJg.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Me and Duster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SUasP5naXJI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/FANlGaD8i7g/s1600-h/12-3-08+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280097002302626962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SUasP5naXJI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/FANlGaD8i7g/s400/12-3-08+043.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Christmas Ligths at Temple Square&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SUasPkvL52I/AAAAAAAAAXI/APbXH6EfZ_0/s1600-h/12-3-08+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280096996698089314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SUasPkvL52I/AAAAAAAAAXI/APbXH6EfZ_0/s400/12-3-08+030.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SUasPDQnRmI/AAAAAAAAAXA/mJqJt42J0XY/s1600-h/12-3-08+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280096987711489634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SUasPDQnRmI/AAAAAAAAAXA/mJqJt42J0XY/s400/12-3-08+019.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Mr. E Watching "Bolt" in 3D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SUasOnSQGXI/AAAAAAAAAW4/D8tNVJg4buU/s1600-h/12-3-08+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280096980202166642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SUasOnSQGXI/AAAAAAAAAW4/D8tNVJg4buU/s400/12-3-08+016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Lunch at Grille from Ipanema with Lizzie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SUar1j6jmqI/AAAAAAAAAWo/AWLTJLJpB08/s1600-h/12-3-08+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280096549800745634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SUar1j6jmqI/AAAAAAAAAWo/AWLTJLJpB08/s400/12-3-08+013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;After Watching Twilight with Mylene and Juliana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SUar1eFhowI/AAAAAAAAAWg/P-olMzsU5yU/s1600-h/12-3-08+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280096548236141314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SUar1eFhowI/AAAAAAAAAWg/P-olMzsU5yU/s400/12-3-08+007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My Little Niece Ms. E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SUar04gKByI/AAAAAAAAAWY/O-PuhwyZSis/s1600-h/12-3-08+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280096538147292962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SUar04gKByI/AAAAAAAAAWY/O-PuhwyZSis/s400/12-3-08+011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Thanksgiving at My Parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SUar0ZCSulI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/ZdxhTpTRWvU/s1600-h/12-3-08+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280096529700534866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SUar0ZCSulI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/ZdxhTpTRWvU/s400/12-3-08+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Mr. E Bowling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We're back home now, it's been a week actually. Our trip to Utah was very productive. It was unusually warm for end of November/December and we were bummed out that we didn't get any snow while there. As always, there wasn't enough time to see everyone or do everything on our to-do list. There was so much more I wanted to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My older brother got married and we were happy to be in attendance. The bride was ravishing in a beautiful, long-sleeved white gown. The groom, it seemed, was very careful to not outshine his blushing bride on their special day - his hair went without a trim, and he wore a tux along with a tall hat and a walking cane ... don't ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They got married in the Salt Lake Temple in the morning and we barely made it in time - Duster's phone died in the middle of the night, so it didn't go off. His dad had to come downstairs and wake us up {thank you}. In our hurry to get there, I ended up forgetting my camera, so there's no pictures for this post save for a couple that a friend took. Their reception was beautifully done at a country club in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Saratoga&lt;/span&gt; Springs and the food was just scrumptious. They had a DJ, and all the little kids were dancing, Mr. E and his little cousins included. It was really cute! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We also spent a great deal of time trying to rent out our house there. It was probably the worst possible time to do that - Not very many people interested in moving over the holidays - but our prayers were answered, and we found a great little family to rent it to {huge relief}.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Other than that, we visited with family and friends, made several trips to our favorite restaurants for lunch/dinner and just enjoyed our time there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Thank you all for the great times, laughter and yummy food - We had a lot of fun :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On our way to the airport, we stopped at the Temple Square to see the Christmas lights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/202326390678920867-2303600666995217188?l=sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/2303600666995217188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202326390678920867&amp;postID=2303600666995217188' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/2303600666995217188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/2303600666995217188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/2008/12/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up'/><author><name>Semiramis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13891547668661133456</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/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SUasdRRd-uI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Gc-daZq2S9Q/s72-c/ATgAAACGx9t7hGdgVprcWJITxvRcmD8XV8TBE1PhYcrFestL6Q0ioXqKkjZsvTOgsI_lIAqqpZlZjAD4-E5kb8ILVE-FAJtU9VALLoA0dkUKQAcolTpku17INXUfNw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202326390678920867.post-5599997692417251525</id><published>2008-11-26T15:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T15:38:16.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Know This is Last Minute, But ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SS3Z6ubOTII/AAAAAAAAAWI/FWzBJsAhnn0/s1600-h/invited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273110341638573186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SS3Z6ubOTII/AAAAAAAAAWI/FWzBJsAhnn0/s400/invited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To Our&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Girly&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SS3X8PG0yiI/AAAAAAAAAV4/EPBZTpD7hPY/s1600-h/Movie-Night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273108168567999010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 349px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SS3X8PG0yiI/AAAAAAAAAV4/EPBZTpD7hPY/s400/Movie-Night.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thursday, the 26&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. We're planning on watching &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt; after the Thanksgiving festivities sometime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Don't be ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273108170873460434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SS3X8XsfVtI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gnZj0xQFZN4/s400/shy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Everyone&lt;/span&gt; is invited ... so if you wanna join us, call, e-mail, orkut, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; me or leave a comment and I'll contact you with the details.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&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/202326390678920867-5599997692417251525?l=sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/5599997692417251525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202326390678920867&amp;postID=5599997692417251525' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/5599997692417251525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/5599997692417251525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-know-this-is-last-minute.html' title='I Know This is Last Minute, But ...'/><author><name>Semiramis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13891547668661133456</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/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SS3Z6ubOTII/AAAAAAAAAWI/FWzBJsAhnn0/s72-c/invited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202326390678920867.post-3431054362449287301</id><published>2008-11-26T14:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T23:45:07.117-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Letter From a Los Angeles Temple Ordinace Worker ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I thought I'd share this forwarded e-mail letter that my husband sent me the other day ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"My dear family, brothers and sisters, friends and leaders:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is overflowing with joy and gratitude to our Heavenly Father for His tender mercies and mighty miracles in our behalf. I just have to share this with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most of you know, I am a Temple ordinance worker and work the morning shift in the LA Temple every Saturday. Today, I had the privilege of translating sister Martz - the new assistant Matron's-message during our devotional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She started like this "The prophet Joseph Smith said that no unhallowed hand would be able to stop this Work from progressing. These past few weeks when mobs have combined and armies have gathered against the saints, the Lord has protected His house". She went on to say that those, like her, who were inside the Temple when mobs were surrounding it, did not realize how scary and terrifying this looked on TV to the rest of us, because inside the House of the Lord all was calm and there was peace abundant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Proposition 8 passed, the Temple began receiving threatening calls and mail from those opposing it. They were warned that more than 5000 people would come to the Temple and burn it to the ground, and stop Its work. The first Thursday when the mob came, the new LA Temple President called the Salt Lake City Temple Offices for instructions. He was instructed to call the local police and to insure the safety of those attending the Temple by closing the gates. The assistant Matron said today, that it was a tender mercy from the Lord that the mob chose that Thursday to come since they had only one person coming to receive his own endowment that day, which he received in time to leave before trouble started. The LAPD and the FBI responded quickly to the Temple Presidency's summons and patrolled the grounds and kept the mob from entering the same. Most of them had never been there before and expressed their surprise at how beautiful and peaceful all around was. They were invited to come back during the Christmas season to see the lights and they promised they would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday, November 13th, sister Campbell, a secretary in the Temple, was opening the mail and upon opening a large manila envelope found inside a smaller one. When she opened this one, a white powder flew all around her desk. She thought this could be related to the demonstrators and feared the worst - ANTHRAX. She contacted the President, who in turn called the Salt Lake City Temple office again for instructions. The FBI, the LAPD, and even the SWAT teams were once again in the grounds to investigate, and the Temple once again had to close from around 11:30 AM to 5PM. They closed the gates and were instructed to keep all the people there wherever they were found at the time. Those in the parking lot had to remain in the parking lot. Those entering the Temple had to remain in the first floor and those already upstairs were taken to the Celestial Room. Then, the miracles began to happen: A brother serving as a recorder that day is a Microbiologist by profession and used to deal with hazardous substances every day. He was the first to say the white powder in the envelope was only talc, and put every one at ease. Then the sister coordinator upstairs was impressed to call upstairs to the sealing area, and said "They said we can't go down but no one said we can't go up, and I have many people in the Celestial room with their ceremonial clothes on ready to work. Could they do some sealings?" As it happened, there were four sealers present that day and they ran four sealing sessions non stop while the Temple was closed. Downstairs, someone else thought to invite those in the Lobby to do some initiatories, which they promptly did for all those hours too, brothers and sisters alike. Among those waiting in the parking lot there was a large group of young men and women with their leaders who had come to do Baptisms for the dead, and who waited patiently all those hours and decided when the Temple was reopened to go ahead and fulfill their assignment instead of driving back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Temple reopened in time for the 5:30 PM session. The next day when recording the ordinances, they discovered that they had performed 2000 sacred ordinances on Thursday, only one less than the day before when three stakes had been visiting the Temple. Once again the assistant matron reminded us of the words of the Prophet Joseph Smith, "No unhallowed hand can stop the Work from progressing...". But, this is not all, a prophecy was fulfilled also. When the new LA Temple President was set apart by President Uchdorft of the First Presidency, he received a blessing and these words were pronounced: " The time has come for the LA Temple to come out of obscurity and become an Ensign for Righteousness to the world under your presidency." The pictures of the Temple have been shown on TV, newspapers and the internet, not only in this country but worldwide. People of other faiths have called and sent letters to the Temple thanking the Church for defending marriage and protecting the family, and commenting how impressed they are by how beautiful and majestic the Temple looks. One minister of an African American church, who by his own admission had harbored ill feelings against the Mormons before said "I am impressed by your integrity and Christ like behavior, and even if I am not ready to consider you my brothers and sisters in Christ, we can be first cousins!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked the assistant matron if I could share her comments and she said to go ahead. I can only add my own testimony that I know the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints has the power and authority of God on earth. God Lives and Jesus, His only Begotten Son and our Savior is coming soon to redeem His people. I am grateful to know this and I pray we stand firm, steadfast and immobile while the prophecies of the signs before His Coming are fulfilled. "Be not afraid, only believe" He has said, and also " What I the Lord have spoken, I have spoken, and I excuse not myself; and though the heavens and the earth pass away, my word shall not pass away, but shall all be fulfilled, whether by mine own voice or by the voice of my servants, it is the same." I testify that this is true and testify it in Holy Name of Whom I strive to serve, even Jesus Christ. Be faithful and safe is my humble prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your sister in Christ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patricia H. A."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202326390678920867-3431054362449287301?l=sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3431054362449287301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202326390678920867&amp;postID=3431054362449287301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/3431054362449287301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/3431054362449287301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/2008/11/letter-from-los-angeles-temple-ordinace.html' title='A Letter From a Los Angeles Temple Ordinace Worker ...'/><author><name>Semiramis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13891547668661133456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202326390678920867.post-7831878314252712765</id><published>2008-11-23T23:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T23:47:52.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Utah and Loving it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Top Ten Reason Why We &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Love &lt;/span&gt;Utah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;{in no particular order, because nobody should have to choose between these ...}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Temple Square During Christmas Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Thunder &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lightning&lt;/span&gt; Storms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Warm Summer Nights, Fall Colors, and Winter's First Snow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. Cafe Rio and Grill From &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ipanema&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. Seven Peaks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6. People. Our Wonderful Family and Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;7. Bear Lake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8. Utah's Beautiful Moutains and Hiking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;9. Dog Sledding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;10. Stucco Houses &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;WE miss you, Duster! Soon you'll be here having fun with us, too, CAN'T wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are some of your favorite things about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Utah?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202326390678920867-7831878314252712765?l=sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/7831878314252712765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202326390678920867&amp;postID=7831878314252712765' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/7831878314252712765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/7831878314252712765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/2008/11/in-utah-and-loving-it.html' title='In Utah and Loving it!'/><author><name>Semiramis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13891547668661133456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202326390678920867.post-2238010622363014804</id><published>2008-11-20T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T23:07:13.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Movie ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SSXAqvTCXFI/AAAAAAAAAVo/TvZOIamlxeE/s1600-h/twilight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270830779390385234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SSXAqvTCXFI/AAAAAAAAAVo/TvZOIamlxeE/s400/twilight.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;... Is probably already sold out by now for tomorrow. I'm hoping to watch it sometime during our upcoming stay in Utah - &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;! - &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;preferably&lt;/span&gt; on the huge screen at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;IMAX&lt;/span&gt; - That would be awesome! I'm just excited to be watching a movie at a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;theater&lt;/span&gt; that wasn't made by Disney. But I'm heading there with low expectations just in case they've managed to ruin this movie somehow. Especially since I loved, LOVED the book. Isn't it true that the lower the expectations, the better you enjoy a movie? Maybe that's just me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;And how about Robert &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pattinson&lt;/span&gt; as Edward? What do you think? I've heard people say they &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;could&lt;/span&gt; have done better for Bella, but I don't know ... something about him ... I say he's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;perrrfect&lt;/span&gt;! Of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;course&lt;/span&gt;, I haven't seen the movie yet, but still ... I wonder if that has anything to do with him being in some (?) of the Harry Potter movies. I wonder if he was a nerdy kid in it and now people are having a hard time seeing him as a the hot heartthrob he's supposed to be in Twilight?? No idea, I have only seen the first Harry Potter movie ... so you tell me ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyone else excited? When are you planning on watching it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202326390678920867-2238010622363014804?l=sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/2238010622363014804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202326390678920867&amp;postID=2238010622363014804' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/2238010622363014804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/2238010622363014804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-movie.html' title='This Movie ...'/><author><name>Semiramis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13891547668661133456</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/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SSXAqvTCXFI/AAAAAAAAAVo/TvZOIamlxeE/s72-c/twilight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202326390678920867.post-8709370270497331162</id><published>2008-11-04T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T17:49:47.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Little Halloweener!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SRCZbzVn3bI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/jzU1WBanTIY/s1600-h/11-04-08+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264876667312528818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SRCZbzVn3bI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/jzU1WBanTIY/s320/11-04-08+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;At first he wasn't too happy about wearing a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;halloween&lt;/span&gt; costume, no matter how cute he looked in it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SRCZSB3m6QI/AAAAAAAAAVI/jDBhVcQfy1o/s1600-h/11-04-08+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264876499414477058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SRCZSB3m6QI/AAAAAAAAAVI/jDBhVcQfy1o/s320/11-04-08+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and it's off ... at least he kept the vest on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SRCZRg17WyI/AAAAAAAAAVA/fCy7l5r0sxM/s1600-h/11-04-08+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264876490549058338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SRCZRg17WyI/AAAAAAAAAVA/fCy7l5r0sxM/s320/11-04-08+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Then he figured out the candy angle ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SRCZRBfCf0I/AAAAAAAAAU4/L8500gYumB0/s1600-h/11-04-08+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264876482131558210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SRCZRBfCf0I/AAAAAAAAAU4/L8500gYumB0/s320/11-04-08+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Oh, did you say "candy"?&lt;br /&gt;Trick-or-Treat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SRCZQskRYwI/AAAAAAAAAUw/lZxRZzS8GqE/s1600-h/11-04-08+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264876476516360962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SRCZQskRYwI/AAAAAAAAAUw/lZxRZzS8GqE/s320/11-04-08+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;En &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Garde&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure how the sword fits into his Robot costume but he wouldn't let go of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SRCZPyBYemI/AAAAAAAAAUo/q5gNJ549ONI/s1600-h/11-04-08+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264876460800768610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SRCZPyBYemI/AAAAAAAAAUo/q5gNJ549ONI/s320/11-04-08+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Daddy the Vampire and Ian the "Samurai" Robot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202326390678920867-8709370270497331162?l=sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/8709370270497331162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202326390678920867&amp;postID=8709370270497331162' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/8709370270497331162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/8709370270497331162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/2008/11/our-little-halloweener.html' title='Our Little Halloweener!'/><author><name>Semiramis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13891547668661133456</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/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SRCZbzVn3bI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/jzU1WBanTIY/s72-c/11-04-08+080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202326390678920867.post-948960792362699267</id><published>2008-10-17T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T16:23:05.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Name That Bump</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Despite such a bad rap, empire-waist, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;babydoll&lt;/span&gt; and baggy tops and dresses are back with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;vengeance&lt;/span&gt; (did they ever go away?). A quick look at store racks at the mall will tell you they are very much in style right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Although I always thought it was kind of cute and very flattering on some people, I sort of avoided that style because I could rarely pull it off. It would sometimes make me look pregnant when I wasn't or like I had gained a few pounds when I hadn't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That was of course, until last week when I noticed my regular clothes getting tight, and when trying on my maternity clothes (that I've kept from first pregnancy) realized I was not big enough for them either - Ahh, the dreaded "big lunch or baby " stage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I went out and bought a whole bunch of these tops and I love them! Since I'm both pregnant and gained a few pounds I don't care if they make me look just that. They're very cute and comfortable - exactly what I need to get me through another month or so. Way better than my husband's t-shirts I wore at first last time. It only made me feel frumpy. Oh well, you live and you learn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;An added bonus is that once I outgrow these tops, I'll be able to use them again after I have the baby. Sure, I'll look "pregnant" then, too, but hopefully the newborn in my arms will give away that, instead, I just had a baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;These cute tops can be found at Banana Republic and Victoria Secret. I also found a cute shirt at Ann Taylor :0)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SPj88oSSNoI/AAAAAAAAATI/JWBf6ohgvZk/s1600-h/satin+shirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SPj88zIP8NI/AAAAAAAAATQ/CmgvXa1a1RA/s1600-h/blue2+shirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258230686402212050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SPj88zIP8NI/AAAAAAAAATQ/CmgvXa1a1RA/s320/blue2+shirt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SPj885_ckII/AAAAAAAAATY/s_obQ-6nR5E/s1600-h/blue+shirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258230688244338818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SPj885_ckII/AAAAAAAAATY/s_obQ-6nR5E/s320/blue+shirt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SPj89MUtnfI/AAAAAAAAATg/qdlHdY79yaM/s1600-h/brown+shirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258230693165374962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SPj89MUtnfI/AAAAAAAAATg/qdlHdY79yaM/s320/brown+shirt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SPj89Ed4AHI/AAAAAAAAATo/dZm0-em2Ifw/s1600-h/red.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SPj_1ohtSsI/AAAAAAAAATw/5hEFXg7_sQ0/s1600-h/orange+shirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258233861832002242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SPj_1ohtSsI/AAAAAAAAATw/5hEFXg7_sQ0/s320/orange+shirt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SPj_13uxMiI/AAAAAAAAAT4/EE65gWmvzhw/s1600-h/victoria+secret.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258233865913315874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SPj_13uxMiI/AAAAAAAAAT4/EE65gWmvzhw/s320/victoria+secret.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202326390678920867-948960792362699267?l=sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/948960792362699267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202326390678920867&amp;postID=948960792362699267' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/948960792362699267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/948960792362699267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/2008/10/name-that-bump.html' title='Name That Bump'/><author><name>Semiramis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13891547668661133456</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/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SPj88zIP8NI/AAAAAAAAATQ/CmgvXa1a1RA/s72-c/blue2+shirt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202326390678920867.post-8999312397958537551</id><published>2008-10-14T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T10:41:26.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Year Older and Wiser, Too!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had a fabulous birthday yesterday! It started out with me and Ian sleeping in. How great is that?! Most days I'm up early (kind of) with Ian and still wishing I could sleep another 5 more minutes. He must've known, and it was his way of saying "happy birthday, Mom".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My parents were here visiting from Utah - we had fun birthday gift shopping for each other at the mall (My mom's birthday was only three days before mine) and my Dad was kind enough to watch Ian while we shopped. I had fun talking to everyone who called to wish happy birthday, too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And of course, it wouldn't be a birthday without going out to dinner. This year's restaurant of choice: Red Lobster. Yup, I'm very easy to please, throw a couple of shrimp my way, and I'm happy :) Thanks hungies for always making sure my birthday is special!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It'll take a few days getting used to saying I'm 26 instead 25. 26, does that sound old to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202326390678920867-8999312397958537551?l=sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/8999312397958537551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202326390678920867&amp;postID=8999312397958537551' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/8999312397958537551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/8999312397958537551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-year-older-and-wiser-too.html' title='One Year Older and Wiser, Too!'/><author><name>Semiramis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13891547668661133456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202326390678920867.post-6189265927799997887</id><published>2008-10-05T12:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T12:54:20.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ian Will Be a Big Brother!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;That's right, our little family is growing! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;We're expecting our second baby next April. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Needless to say we're very excited and feel really blessed to be adding to our family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;We wanted to share the good news with everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I found these funny comics online, and thought I'd post them here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I remember &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thedesouzafamily.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Leslie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; posted some similar {baby tips} a while ago on her blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;These are the "pregnancy tips" version of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SOkWGKSv3cI/AAAAAAAAASg/YvtHYc1iYyE/s1600-h/pregnancy-tip-10-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253754735402409410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SOkWGKSv3cI/AAAAAAAAASg/YvtHYc1iYyE/s320/pregnancy-tip-10-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SOkWHCiOAKI/AAAAAAAAASo/FGSxWR8sbew/s1600-h/secondbuspreg.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253754750499684514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SOkWHCiOAKI/AAAAAAAAASo/FGSxWR8sbew/s320/secondbuspreg.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SOkWHBwVatI/AAAAAAAAASw/TpombB4ZYSA/s1600-h/pregnancy-tip-5-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253754750290455250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SOkWHBwVatI/AAAAAAAAASw/TpombB4ZYSA/s320/pregnancy-tip-5-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SOkWHVuaC4I/AAAAAAAAAS4/4uMtKjNL_l0/s1600-h/pregnancy-tip-5-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253754755651079042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SOkWHVuaC4I/AAAAAAAAAS4/4uMtKjNL_l0/s320/pregnancy-tip-5-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SOkVvTmggrI/AAAAAAAAAR4/RlmGJl3nLtg/s1600-h/FunPreggieShowerGames.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253754342764217010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SOkVvTmggrI/AAAAAAAAAR4/RlmGJl3nLtg/s320/FunPreggieShowerGames.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SOkVvas2CgI/AAAAAAAAASA/HSpsPwu89F4/s1600-h/matclothesdodont.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253754344669841922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SOkVvas2CgI/AAAAAAAAASA/HSpsPwu89F4/s320/matclothesdodont.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SOkVvZ_NQbI/AAAAAAAAASI/Rxh5_3vMQGY/s1600-h/cutloosedodont.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253754344478425522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SOkVvZ_NQbI/AAAAAAAAASI/Rxh5_3vMQGY/s320/cutloosedodont.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SOkVvrMM7mI/AAAAAAAAASQ/ptQdIHoTSMM/s1600-h/pregnancy-tip-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253754349096332898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SOkVvrMM7mI/AAAAAAAAASQ/ptQdIHoTSMM/s320/pregnancy-tip-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SOkVvilE5tI/AAAAAAAAASY/WddDRK0IhVM/s1600-h/pregnancy-tip-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253754346784745170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SOkVvilE5tI/AAAAAAAAASY/WddDRK0IhVM/s320/pregnancy-tip-8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202326390678920867-6189265927799997887?l=sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/6189265927799997887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202326390678920867&amp;postID=6189265927799997887' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/6189265927799997887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/6189265927799997887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/2008/10/ian-will-be-big-brother.html' title='Ian Will Be a Big Brother!'/><author><name>Semiramis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13891547668661133456</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/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SOkWGKSv3cI/AAAAAAAAASg/YvtHYc1iYyE/s72-c/pregnancy-tip-10-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202326390678920867.post-7275793038767141265</id><published>2008-09-10T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T18:34:57.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of Preschool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Monday was Ian's first day of preschool and he did very well. He seemed to really enjoy his first day and was excited to tell us all about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I stayed by the door for a few minutes after dropping him off and saying goodbye and I saw him playing and talking to the other kids. I left after making sure he was ok, and teared up as I walked to my car. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He's growing up so fast. Anyway, check out our cute preschooler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SNgbJ1Sk79I/AAAAAAAAARE/_mR-Sx9t1Ss/s1600-h/9-22-2008+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248975221438083026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SNgbJ1Sk79I/AAAAAAAAARE/_mR-Sx9t1Ss/s320/9-22-2008+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SNgbKPVtDYI/AAAAAAAAARM/5bU8sZf-J6A/s1600-h/9-22-2008+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248975228430519682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SNgbKPVtDYI/AAAAAAAAARM/5bU8sZf-J6A/s320/9-22-2008+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SNgbKsTvWFI/AAAAAAAAARU/rsD2GHCt-BE/s1600-h/9-22-2008+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248975236206909522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SNgbKsTvWFI/AAAAAAAAARU/rsD2GHCt-BE/s320/9-22-2008+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SNgbK1UcC4I/AAAAAAAAARc/7rMGcSx5DNw/s1600-h/9-22-2008+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248975238625758082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SNgbK1UcC4I/AAAAAAAAARc/7rMGcSx5DNw/s320/9-22-2008+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SNgbLXTqP3I/AAAAAAAAARk/Ojt80VnFlRI/s1600-h/9-22-2008+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248975247749300082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SNgbLXTqP3I/AAAAAAAAARk/Ojt80VnFlRI/s320/9-22-2008+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248975414335367106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SNgbVD4358I/AAAAAAAAARs/vlgiXnsOsN8/s320/9-22-2008+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202326390678920867-7275793038767141265?l=sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/7275793038767141265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202326390678920867&amp;postID=7275793038767141265' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/7275793038767141265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/7275793038767141265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-day-of-preschool.html' title='First Day of Preschool'/><author><name>Semiramis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13891547668661133456</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/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SNgbJ1Sk79I/AAAAAAAAARE/_mR-Sx9t1Ss/s72-c/9-22-2008+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202326390678920867.post-2065450083662499205</id><published>2008-09-02T21:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T21:59:14.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun in the Sun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SL4VAd9YdNI/AAAAAAAAAPM/i4reEFgvxAw/s1600-h/9-2-2008+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241650114092102866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SL4VAd9YdNI/AAAAAAAAAPM/i4reEFgvxAw/s320/9-2-2008+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SL4VAuLMCJI/AAAAAAAAAPU/-BFA-TYHZsg/s1600-h/9-2-2008+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241650118444976274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SL4VAuLMCJI/AAAAAAAAAPU/-BFA-TYHZsg/s320/9-2-2008+008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SL4VAyjsmiI/AAAAAAAAAPc/cPqOOwr7TpM/s1600-h/9-2-2008+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241650119621515810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SL4VAyjsmiI/AAAAAAAAAPc/cPqOOwr7TpM/s320/9-2-2008+013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SL4VBW0DJfI/AAAAAAAAAPk/3ki8oCITqHQ/s1600-h/9-2-2008+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241650129353778674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SL4VBW0DJfI/AAAAAAAAAPk/3ki8oCITqHQ/s320/9-2-2008+019.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We just recently got back from our family trip to Southern California. We stayed in a hotel in downtown L.A. and were able tour a few tourist spots while there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw the walk of fame and hollywood and were part of the audience for a TLC TV show while there - Ten Years Younger. We might be on TV. And that's a big might.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disneyland was cool. Even though Ian kept saying the rides were a little scary, he was a good sport and I could tell he had fun.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241650132038118002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SL4VBg0C6nI/AAAAAAAAAPs/AhQ0l4j5GOo/s320/9-2-2008+036.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241650778686808082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SL4VnJxG4BI/AAAAAAAAAP0/S3PwNsLMxvE/s320/9-2-2008+037.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241650789681699090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SL4VnyufmRI/AAAAAAAAAP8/LUZByXmKIS0/s320/9-2-2008+077.jpg" /&gt; The beaches were beautiful and the weather was warm. That was our favorite part. We went to Manhattan Beach. Dustin and I took turns swimming (AKA getting clobbered by the waves) while the other one played with Ian in the sand. Only towards the end did Ian warm up to the water.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241651208336765442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SL4WAKVo8gI/AAAAAAAAAQk/VMytK1RaaxM/s320/9-2-2008+080.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241650796332820738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SL4VoLgPqQI/AAAAAAAAAQE/foH5iCBFp2Q/s320/9-2-2008+078.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241652347016929266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SL4XCcQJX_I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/MrMS_v5HTz0/s320/9-2-2008+087.jpg" /&gt; Unfortunately the swimming suit I had ordered online didn't arrive in time for our trip :( I got it at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.modbecatalog.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;www.modbecatalog.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; - and they sell very modest but stylist swimming suits. Lo and behold It was sitting just outside the door when we got home. Oh well, it's very cute and fits great... there's always next year :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241651197593351442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SL4V_iUNdRI/AAAAAAAAAQc/Pvy3sT5P6Vs/s320/swimmingsuit.jpg" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We had to get in one last trip before summer bade us adieu!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202326390678920867-2065450083662499205?l=sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/2065450083662499205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202326390678920867&amp;postID=2065450083662499205' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/2065450083662499205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/2065450083662499205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/2008/09/fun-in-sun.html' title='Fun in the Sun!'/><author><name>Semiramis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13891547668661133456</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/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SL4VAd9YdNI/AAAAAAAAAPM/i4reEFgvxAw/s72-c/9-2-2008+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202326390678920867.post-8610444267295098793</id><published>2008-08-27T12:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T22:49:26.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls Just Wanna Fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SLWm_JYh8vI/AAAAAAAAAO0/7WGIQtoutiI/s1600-h/onesidegno"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239277345296216818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SLWm_JYh8vI/AAAAAAAAAO0/7WGIQtoutiI/s320/onesidegno" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt; My side of the table ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SLWm_VcnckI/AAAAAAAAAO8/cuVXNThH7U4/s1600-h/othersidegno"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239277348534579778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SLWm_VcnckI/AAAAAAAAAO8/cuVXNThH7U4/s320/othersidegno" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;The other side of the table ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SLWm_tJNFyI/AAAAAAAAAPE/Yr8aTN5CA-I/s1600-h/katieandmegno"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239277354895611682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SLWm_tJNFyI/AAAAAAAAAPE/Yr8aTN5CA-I/s320/katieandmegno" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Katie and Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last night a few girls from our ward got together for a "twilight girls night out" dinner at the Claim Jumper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had a lot of fun. Sometimes it's nice just to get a break from the routine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There was never a dull moment and the girls happily blabbed the night away. I shamlessly copied these pictures from Susan's blog. Thanks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Suze&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home, Dustin and Ian had cleaned our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;CRV&lt;/span&gt; inside and out! Thanks &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hungies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! That's what I usually drive, but I had taken Dustin's truck instead last night, so they could have the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;car seat&lt;/span&gt;. Ian was pretty excited that our "van" as he refers to it (probably because Grandma used to have a van), was clean. It was a pigsty, I admit. Dustin is definitely neater than me, unfortunately for him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notable Quotes from our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;GNO&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;{... or do you want it now so you can spend the night with Edward?}&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;{Don't you go around looking at people at church and think - ooh, they don't match ...?}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;{That's how we ended up with 5 kids ... I don't trust that thing anymore ...}&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;{My parents are 9 years apart and now they look the same age ... it's so not fair}&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;{I go, what kind of idiot pays $200 for a pair of jeans?? and he says ...but they work every time} &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;{Have you heard about the 'Potty Whisperer'?}&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;{so long, sucker!}&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You girls are hilarious! We should do that again sometime :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202326390678920867-8610444267295098793?l=sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/8610444267295098793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202326390678920867&amp;postID=8610444267295098793' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/8610444267295098793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/8610444267295098793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/2008/08/girls-just-wanna-fun.html' title='Girls Just Wanna Fun!'/><author><name>Semiramis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13891547668661133456</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/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SLWm_JYh8vI/AAAAAAAAAO0/7WGIQtoutiI/s72-c/onesidegno' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202326390678920867.post-3534212719506194722</id><published>2008-08-24T09:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T18:29:26.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Quick Note About the Recent Changes ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As I disclose more and more personal information here, I've been debating whether or not I want to make it private and have friends sign up in order to read this blog. I don't think I want do it yet. So instead I've moved all posts from my old blog here, and then deleted the original. The only difference is that this one doesn't show our last name anywhere. I've enjoyed reading all your great comments on my old blog (yes! all three of you) and I'm sorry to have lost them on the transfer. Thanks for reading!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202326390678920867-3534212719506194722?l=sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3534212719506194722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202326390678920867&amp;postID=3534212719506194722' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/3534212719506194722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/3534212719506194722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/2008/08/quick-note-about-recent-changes.html' title='A Quick Note About the Recent Changes ...'/><author><name>Semiramis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13891547668661133456</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202326390678920867.post-4031719611220425418</id><published>2008-08-22T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T22:33:26.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Officially Washingtonians!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SK-hBZ-otLI/AAAAAAAAAOs/23Tn_WWp0Ks/s1600-h/wherethefire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237581937180718258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SK-hBZ-otLI/AAAAAAAAAOs/23Tn_WWp0Ks/s320/wherethefire.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last week both Dustin and I finally got our drivers' license and WA license plates on our cars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dustin's truck's tabs had expired 8 months ago. A new record. He usually takes care of it at least within 6 months AFTER they've expired. He's managed to miraculously NOT get pulled over or have his truck impounded during that time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On our way back home from the Department of Licensing, we may have been the cause, albeit unintentionally, that the driver of the car in front of us got pulled over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It started out with us talking about how happy we were to have finally taken care of it and how we didn't have to worry about getting pulled over anymore. Then Dustin noticed that the yellow truck in front of us had its tabs expired since March 2007. That's a year and five months! We must have been pointing at the truck because the police car right next to us sure noticed and pulled over the yellow truck a few minutes later. Point taken!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We both agreed that we liked our UT driver's licenses better. The Washington ones look cheap, as if they were a gym membership card or something. Plus, we look about 30 pounds heavier than our already chubby selves. Cheap camera! On the bright side, I did lose 4 pounds recently and was happy to update that on mine :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202326390678920867-4031719611220425418?l=sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/4031719611220425418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202326390678920867&amp;postID=4031719611220425418' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/4031719611220425418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/4031719611220425418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/2008/08/officially-washingtonians.html' title='Officially Washingtonians!'/><author><name>Semiramis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13891547668661133456</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/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SK-hBZ-otLI/AAAAAAAAAOs/23Tn_WWp0Ks/s72-c/wherethefire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202326390678920867.post-6325880051922635795</id><published>2008-08-22T15:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T09:26:48.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping is NOT Optional</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ian fights being tired and avoids going to bed (or taking naps) like the plague. I guess he figures he's having too much fun to sleep. He usually ends up crashing on a chair or on the floor after he gets &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; tired ... like this: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SK8-AbMX0kI/AAAAAAAAAOM/2zDhPgs5y2Q/s1600-h/3-30-08+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237473068675748418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SK8-AbMX0kI/AAAAAAAAAOM/2zDhPgs5y2Q/s320/3-30-08+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or like that - After his birthday party earlier this year at Grandma's. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SK8-Buc60zI/AAAAAAAAAOc/hN75Cu8wrsg/s1600-h/7-28-2008+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237473091025294130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SK8-Buc60zI/AAAAAAAAAOc/hN75Cu8wrsg/s320/7-28-2008+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially if we have people over ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SK8-B7ouX4I/AAAAAAAAAOk/6rGrghIbNbM/s1600-h/7-28-2008+196.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237473094564470658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SK8-B7ouX4I/AAAAAAAAAOk/6rGrghIbNbM/s320/7-28-2008+196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one was 2 nights ago...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SK8-BOya9YI/AAAAAAAAAOU/-Lfu4qD9QME/s1600-h/8-10-2008+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237473082525545858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SK8-BOya9YI/AAAAAAAAAOU/-Lfu4qD9QME/s320/8-10-2008+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We love that silly kid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202326390678920867-6325880051922635795?l=sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/6325880051922635795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202326390678920867&amp;postID=6325880051922635795' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/6325880051922635795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/6325880051922635795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/2008/08/sleeping-is-not-optional.html' title='Sleeping is NOT Optional'/><author><name>Semiramis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13891547668661133456</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/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SK8-AbMX0kI/AAAAAAAAAOM/2zDhPgs5y2Q/s72-c/3-30-08+051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202326390678920867.post-5490700981281750801</id><published>2008-08-22T11:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T11:31:52.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Been Tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SKpgsbdlRjI/AAAAAAAAAN8/EXjunssdM0g/s1600-h/elvis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236103833173968434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SKpgsbdlRjI/AAAAAAAAAN8/EXjunssdM0g/s320/elvis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;... by my cute sister-in-law, Jen. I'm supposed to write down 3 joys, 3 fears, 3 current obsessions/collections, 3 surprising facts about me and then tag 5 other people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joys:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Spending time with my family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. The Gospel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. My piano &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fears:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Losing my husband or son somehow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. A horrible death like being eaten alive by an wild animal or being attacked by someone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Not fulfilling my most desired dreams &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Current Obsessions/Collections:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I collect dust bunnies around the house - my only collection to date&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Watching the olympics&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Twilight series &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suprising Facts: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not sure how surprising these are, but I can't think of anything really surprising.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I'm a Elvis fan. Last saturday - August 16th - marked 31 years since he died at Graceland and the maker of Barbie came out with these first ever Elvis and Priscilla Presley dolls. Cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I'm the opposite of a pack rat, I'm always trying to get rid of excessive stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I turned out fairly normal despite being my parents' child :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag Cecilia, Fernanda, Leslie, Sara, and Beth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202326390678920867-5490700981281750801?l=sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/5490700981281750801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202326390678920867&amp;postID=5490700981281750801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/5490700981281750801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/5490700981281750801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/2008/08/ive-been-tagged.html' title='I&apos;ve Been Tagged'/><author><name>Semiramis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13891547668661133456</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/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SKpgsbdlRjI/AAAAAAAAAN8/EXjunssdM0g/s72-c/elvis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202326390678920867.post-4424242864668146154</id><published>2008-08-22T11:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T11:30:55.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beating the Heat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;These past few days have been sweltering hot! Yesterday we were forced out of house because of the heat. I had checked the weather online that morning and the first thing I saw was a big warning in bright red letters that read: &lt;em&gt;Excessive Heat Warning -&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;During excessive heat episodes..drink plenty of water...avoid overexertion...try to spend time in an air conditioned place... and check up on relatives and neighbors. &lt;/em&gt;Below that, a non-threating 86 degrees was displaying. I thought, today will be hot ... I didn't know it was going to get so hot so darn quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;By the time Dustin left for work, poor Ian was sweating so much already. His hair soaking wet! The most comfortable place in the house, temperature-wise, is the garage. Since we didn't want to hang out in the garage all day, we got into our car and left for Target. I wanted to get Ian one of those inflatable pools to cool him off. After walking up and down the aisles, I realized they were all out of those. It wasn't so bad, Target's air conditioning felt nice. After that, we tried a couple other places and but couldn't find any. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O-kay. On to plan B: find an outside swimming pool. We knew of one by Dustin's work, so we went there - relief was in sight! We stayed in the pool for 4 hours. The temperature kept climbing up and I knew our house would be an oven by then. We couldn't go back just yet, even though I had a million things to do that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We've had lot of firsts this year, and this is also our first summer in this little rented house. I thought this house was such a great find when we first saw it. It was built fairly recently in a new development with no mature trees. I thought "Great! No tall scary pine trees to fall on our heads" - Well, those "tall scary trees" come handy to provide much needed shade in the summer so we don't roast in our own home. To make matters worse, it has lots of small, decorative, blindless windows throughout, which, are high up and very pretty but they let ALL the sunshine in - great in the winter - not so great now. Oh, yeah, I forgot to mention, we have no air conditioner! Most people around here don't. They say we only get a few hot days a year. I get the feeling most people without a/c also don't live in a fish bowl in a treeless area. We might not be in this house next summer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is another blazing hot day, but we've managed okay so far! Can't wait for FALL :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202326390678920867-4424242864668146154?l=sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/4424242864668146154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202326390678920867&amp;postID=4424242864668146154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/4424242864668146154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/4424242864668146154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/2008/08/beating-heat.html' title='Beating the Heat'/><author><name>Semiramis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13891547668661133456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202326390678920867.post-4385044746996613817</id><published>2008-08-22T11:29:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T11:30:16.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SKIBiuqcevI/AAAAAAAAAN0/05Rr-L4qdhM/s1600-h/frogI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233747413111175922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SKIBiuqcevI/AAAAAAAAAN0/05Rr-L4qdhM/s320/frogI.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SKIBOjj3N4I/AAAAAAAAANM/ukJYZ-fOSh0/s1600-h/Ianb-daypic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233747066533394306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SKIBOjj3N4I/AAAAAAAAANM/ukJYZ-fOSh0/s320/Ianb-daypic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SKIBOzOTsNI/AAAAAAAAANU/ByYO7LO60SU/s1600-h/muralIMD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233747070737952978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SKIBOzOTsNI/AAAAAAAAANU/ByYO7LO60SU/s320/muralIMD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SKIBPHB_ibI/AAAAAAAAANc/7U1TKWxxmGM/s1600-h/parkIMD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233747076055009714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SKIBPHB_ibI/AAAAAAAAANc/7U1TKWxxmGM/s320/parkIMD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SKIBPS1jSuI/AAAAAAAAANk/xM0wKUWaKjY/s1600-h/scan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233747079224052450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SKIBPS1jSuI/AAAAAAAAANk/xM0wKUWaKjY/s320/scan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SKIBPqxJgiI/AAAAAAAAANs/clFm-7chhJk/s1600-h/granI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233747085648036386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SKIBPqxJgiI/AAAAAAAAANs/clFm-7chhJk/s320/granI.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;These pictures were taken in June in Seattle near the University of WA campus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our photographer was a girl who I met back in Utah, the super talented Andrea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's such a joy and did a great job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post her photography website here in case you want to book a session with her. You won't be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;disappointed:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youreverycolorphotography.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;http://www.youreverycolorphotography.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were our favorite shots.&lt;/span&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/202326390678920867-4385044746996613817?l=sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/4385044746996613817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202326390678920867&amp;postID=4385044746996613817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/4385044746996613817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/4385044746996613817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/2008/08/family-pictures.html' title='Family Pictures'/><author><name>Semiramis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13891547668661133456</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/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SKIBiuqcevI/AAAAAAAAAN0/05Rr-L4qdhM/s72-c/frogI.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202326390678920867.post-4280569361512229730</id><published>2008-08-22T11:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T11:29:15.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Momentous Occasion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ian is officially potty trained!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a while there I was a little worried that he would graduate from a size 6 Huggies to Depends - but it was easier than I thought it'd be. He mastered #1 quickly, but was adamant about doing #2 in a diaper. So, we struggled with that for a couple of weeks, then finally after bribing him with a quarter and a possible toy horse ride at Fred Meyer, he went in the toilet - I should've known he'd do it for money! He's been great about it ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's proudly showing off his spiderman underwear to whoever cares to look. Why he's so into spiderman is beyond me, he's never seen spiderman movie or cartoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now he's ready to start preschool in the fall and he's so excited! I'll be just outside his preschool while he's there, at least for the first couple of weeks, and see how he fares. I'll wait till then to read New Moon so I'll have something to do :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Ian showing that his toilet seat also doubles as a party hat :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SJ_daOx39YI/AAAAAAAAANE/Dergf7n4a_A/s1600-h/7-28-2008+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233144734741427586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SJ_daOx39YI/AAAAAAAAANE/Dergf7n4a_A/s320/7-28-2008+075.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/202326390678920867-4280569361512229730?l=sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/4280569361512229730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202326390678920867&amp;postID=4280569361512229730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/4280569361512229730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/4280569361512229730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/2008/08/momentous-occasion.html' title='A Momentous Occasion'/><author><name>Semiramis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13891547668661133456</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/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SJ_daOx39YI/AAAAAAAAANE/Dergf7n4a_A/s72-c/7-28-2008+075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202326390678920867.post-3282247236045485255</id><published>2008-08-22T11:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T11:28:36.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SJ3rmyReQYI/AAAAAAAAAMs/empYBJAXaM0/s1600-h/twilightcover.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232597393636999554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SJ3rmyReQYI/AAAAAAAAAMs/empYBJAXaM0/s400/twilightcover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know, I'm way late for the twilight series train. I'm probably one of last people I know to just have read the first book. Still, I finished the book last night and I can't wait to start the sequel - New Moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Warning: Spoiler Ahead&lt;/span&gt; ... if you haven't read the first book yet and don't want to ruin the suspense, please skip to the third paragraph below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about a human girl and vampire who fall in love with each other - the story takes place in a tiny town in the state of Washington. Forks, an actual town, is only 4 hours away from where I live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No surprise there. If a vampire were to live anywhere, It'd definitely live here in Washington! It's perfect with the its lack of sunshine and constant rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember our first days here in Washington. It was last September, and we were living in temporary housing. I had an eerily feeling as I stepped outside one night alone to get some milk. The parking lot was deserted. Thick fog was everywhere, I could only see about 1-2 feet in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clouds covered the sky and moon completely, and the towering pine trees above made for a even darker night. Then I heard crows cawing - a typical winter night, I've come to find out - it made me jump just a little. I got in my car as quickly as I could, kind of chuckling that I was actually a little afraid. I thought - where am I? this looks like a scene from a scary movie. I was waiting for something to jump out of the woods and attack me :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SJ3uUdfwqoI/AAAAAAAAAM8/92AykXKbGiE/s1600-h/1278116037_af4fa9fe3d.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232600377357019778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SJ3uUdfwqoI/AAAAAAAAAM8/92AykXKbGiE/s320/1278116037_af4fa9fe3d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SJ3tYqjrYgI/AAAAAAAAAM0/ZTMvaN__mdM/s1600-h/1278116037_af4fa9fe3d.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Of course, I got used to it after a while, but Stephenie Meyer is a genius for picking Washington for her book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know anything about me, you know that I love movies (good ones, that is). I realize that I like any book that can easily be converted to a movie I like and the opposite is also true - case in point - the first Harry Potter movie was a bore (sorry Harry Potter fans, it's just an example, I'm sure I'm missing something). It was the only movie that I fell asleep while watching in the theater. Then, my brother, a huge Harry Potter fan, convinced me that the books were way better than the movie. I tried reading the book, trying to keep an open mind, but I was unable to finish the second chapter - boring, too far-fetched, anything could happen here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twilight read like a movie and it had just the right amount of reality and fantasy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202326390678920867-3282247236045485255?l=sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/3282247236045485255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202326390678920867&amp;postID=3282247236045485255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/3282247236045485255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/3282247236045485255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/2008/08/twilight.html' title='Twilight'/><author><name>Semiramis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13891547668661133456</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/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SJ3rmyReQYI/AAAAAAAAAMs/empYBJAXaM0/s72-c/twilightcover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202326390678920867.post-7711121998747826821</id><published>2008-08-22T11:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T11:26:55.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tourists in Washington</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We had a great weekend with Dustin's family. We had a lot of fun, and hopefully they did, too. Ian was beyond excited to be able to play and spend some time with his wonderful grandparents, uncles and aunts. I appreciate them driving all the way from Utah - it's such a long drive - to come see us. Too bad Karly and McKay couldn't be here. We missed them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to visit lots of fun places around here in Washington.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SJCdP70a0mI/AAAAAAAAAL8/5IR3vi3rmGo/s1600-h/7-28-2008+185.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228852064458297954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SJCdP70a0mI/AAAAAAAAAL8/5IR3vi3rmGo/s320/7-28-2008+185.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Ian enjoying his free drink at the Jones soda company. They give out free drinks every Friday from 3-5 pm. We were there a little early and when we tried to pay for the drinks, they gave them to us for free. What a nice guy! Plus we also got a tour. Cool place and my drink was good, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SJCdep9x_tI/AAAAAAAAAME/JXM2WAEmXp8/s1600-h/7-28-2008+187.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228852317363764946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SJCdep9x_tI/AAAAAAAAAME/JXM2WAEmXp8/s320/7-28-2008+187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Space Needle - Our country's greatest needle :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SJChsm8G5WI/AAAAAAAAAMk/GnlQ_QykWos/s1600-h/7-28-2008+195.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228856955116119394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SJChsm8G5WI/AAAAAAAAAMk/GnlQ_QykWos/s320/7-28-2008+195.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pike's Market - Here's Ian on the metal pig minutes before throwing up his lunch. We had had a full day by then, and the smell of fish from the market probably didn't help either. Poor guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SJCd23gbPCI/AAAAAAAAAMU/P96G3JK2XuA/s1600-h/7-28-2008+246.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228852733315595298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SJCd23gbPCI/AAAAAAAAAMU/P96G3JK2XuA/s320/7-28-2008+246.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Day at Snoqualmie Falls - Ian and I had to sit this one out. I didn't want to risk him being sick while out again. Instead we went to a really fun park nearby to play on the playground and play soccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Scott, for fixing up all the holes and dents around our house! We hope you had fun and didn't work too hard. It looks great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202326390678920867-7711121998747826821?l=sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/7711121998747826821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202326390678920867&amp;postID=7711121998747826821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/7711121998747826821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/7711121998747826821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/2008/08/tourists-in-washington.html' title='Tourists in Washington'/><author><name>Semiramis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13891547668661133456</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://bp3.blogger.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SJCdP70a0mI/AAAAAAAAAL8/5IR3vi3rmGo/s72-c/7-28-2008+185.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202326390678920867.post-4764361313996425495</id><published>2008-08-22T11:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T19:17:35.158-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Annual Picnic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SI9xWYY7HwI/AAAAAAAAALU/USgU2Qb1k7M/s1600-h/7-28-2008+098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228522321718484738" border="0" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SI9xWYY7HwI/AAAAAAAAALU/USgU2Qb1k7M/s320/7-28-2008+098.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SI9xWyM-ziI/AAAAAAAAALc/b6GBmxn2Vmc/s1600-h/7-28-2008+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228522328647716386" border="0" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SI9xWyM-ziI/AAAAAAAAALc/b6GBmxn2Vmc/s320/7-28-2008+102.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SI9xXlTaYXI/AAAAAAAAALk/7u-u4PtTKu8/s1600-h/7-28-2008+132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228522342364897650" border="0" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SI9xXlTaYXI/AAAAAAAAALk/7u-u4PtTKu8/s320/7-28-2008+132.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SI9xX5o06XI/AAAAAAAAALs/z_aBTWftrUU/s1600-h/7-28-2008+114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228522347823425906" border="0" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SI9xX5o06XI/AAAAAAAAALs/z_aBTWftrUU/s320/7-28-2008+114.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SI9xYQBLLSI/AAAAAAAAAL0/IUUmU8zVrow/s1600-h/7-28-2008+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228522353831128354" border="0" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SI9xYQBLLSI/AAAAAAAAAL0/IUUmU8zVrow/s320/7-28-2008+122.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Every year, Microsoft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; holds a picnic for all its employees and their families. This year's - our first one since moving here - was in North Bend at a local ranch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several thousands of people attended the event. It was an incredible sight, I have never seen that many people put together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was great (except for the ribs, not that great). We had cheeseburgers, fries, pot stickers with rice and ice cream. All free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part was that Ian had a blast! There were a bunch of things for kids to jump on or play all day! We avoided all the really long lines like the pony ride, and Ian was able to go on just about half of the toys. There was also a fake tattoo booth (Ian sported a nice lion tattoo on his arm), a huge chess set, volleyball competition, rock bands, magic shows, among other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian was trying to fall sleep on the grass, so we left kind of early. All in all, it was a lot of fun! Our only regret was forgetting to bring a stroller.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202326390678920867-4764361313996425495?l=sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/4764361313996425495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202326390678920867&amp;postID=4764361313996425495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/4764361313996425495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/4764361313996425495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/2008/08/microsoft-holds-picnic-for-all-its.html' title='Annual Picnic'/><author><name>Semiramis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13891547668661133456</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://bp1.blogger.com/_UfPWWRQcNdQ/SI9xWYY7HwI/AAAAAAAAALU/USgU2Qb1k7M/s72-c/7-28-2008+098.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202326390678920867.post-7869244190323391681</id><published>2008-08-22T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T11:36:17.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jinkies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On Sunday we were all sitting on the couch talking. We had been talking for a while and then all of the sudden there was a pause. Ian looked around, looked down, and then said "Jinkies!". We laughed our heads off. Ian says the funniest things sometimes. I'm planning on writing down more of the funny things he says, so maybe this is a start. It's always fun to remember back to the things he used to say all the time. Can anyone take a guess what show Ian seems to be watching too much of lately? Here's a hint:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FZWfok2F_Zo/SFglII8oGPI/AAAAAAAAABI/e8n5f7WEZ3M/s1600-h/jinkies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212957390452300018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FZWfok2F_Zo/SFglII8oGPI/AAAAAAAAABI/e8n5f7WEZ3M/s320/jinkies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202326390678920867-7869244190323391681?l=sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/7869244190323391681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202326390678920867&amp;postID=7869244190323391681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/7869244190323391681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/7869244190323391681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/2008/08/jinkies.html' title='Jinkies!'/><author><name>Semiramis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13891547668661133456</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://bp2.blogger.com/_FZWfok2F_Zo/SFglII8oGPI/AAAAAAAAABI/e8n5f7WEZ3M/s72-c/jinkies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202326390678920867.post-5054333290176985113</id><published>2008-08-22T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T11:25:23.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cafe Rio Recipes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We actually tried these recipes with Sara and Richie the other day and it came &lt;em&gt;thisclose&lt;/em&gt; to the real thing! It was really yummy. Sara even found the aluminum deep dish pans just like Café Rio. The tortillas were from Costco (the uncooked ones that you can make at home). We got these recipes off the internet. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAFE RIO CHICKEN&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 cup water&lt;br /&gt;1/2 small bottle Kraft Zesty Italian Dressing&lt;br /&gt;1 Tbsp chili powder&lt;br /&gt;1 Tbsp cumin&lt;br /&gt;3 cloves garlic-minced&lt;br /&gt;5 lbs chicken breast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cook all together in a crock pot on high for 4 hours, shred meat and cook 1 additional hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SWEET PORK&lt;br /&gt;2 pounds pork&lt;br /&gt;3 cans Coke (NOT diet)&lt;br /&gt;1/4 c. brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;dash garlic salt&lt;br /&gt;1/4 c. water&lt;br /&gt;1 can sliced green chilies&lt;br /&gt;3/4 can enchilada sauce (I used Old El Paso brand, medium spiciness)&lt;br /&gt;1 c. brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put the pork in a heavy duty ziploc bag to marinade. Add about a can and a half of coke and about 1/4 c. of brown sugar. Marinade for a few hours or overnight. Drain marinade and put pork, 1/2 can of coke, water, and garlic salt in crock pot on high for about 3-4 hours (or until it shreds easily, but don't let it get TOO dry). Remove pork from crock pot and drain any liquid left in the pot. Shred pork. In a food processor or blender, blend 1/2 can Coke, chilies, enchilada sauce and remaining brown sugar (about a cup, you can add a little more or less to taste..). If it looks too thick, add more Coke little by little.&lt;br /&gt;Put shredded pork and sauce in crockpot and cook on low for 2 hours. That's it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CILANTRO-LIME RICE&lt;br /&gt;1 c. uncooked rice&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp. butter or margarine&lt;br /&gt;2 cloves garlic, minced&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp. freshly squeezed lime juice&lt;br /&gt;1 can (15 oz) chicken broth&lt;br /&gt;1 cup water&lt;br /&gt;1 Tbsp. freshly squeezed lime juice&lt;br /&gt;2 tsp. sugar&lt;br /&gt;3 tablespoons fresh chopped cilantro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a saucepan combine rice, butter, garlic, 1 tsp. lime, chicken broth and water. Bring to a boil. Cover and cook on low 15-20 minutes, until rice is tender. Remove from heat. In a small bowl combine lime juice, sugar and cilantro. Pour over hot cooked rice and mix in as you fluff the rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLACK BEANS&lt;br /&gt;2 Tbsp. olive oil&lt;br /&gt;2 cloves garlic, minced&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp. ground cumin&lt;br /&gt;1 can black beans, rinsed and drained&lt;br /&gt;1 1/3 c. tomato juice&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 tsp. salt&lt;br /&gt;2 Tbsp. fresh chopped cilantro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a nonstick skillet, cook garlic and cumin in olive oil over medium heat until you can smell it. Add beans, tomato juice, and salt. Continually stir until heated through. Just before serving stir in the cilantro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CILANTRO RANCH&lt;br /&gt;1 packet TRADITIONAL Hidden Valley Ranch mix (not BUTTERMILK)&lt;br /&gt;1 c. mayonnaise&lt;br /&gt;1 c. buttermilk&lt;br /&gt;2 tomatillos, remove husk, diced&lt;br /&gt;1/2 bunch of fresh cilantro&lt;br /&gt;1 clove garlic&lt;br /&gt;juice of 1 lime&lt;br /&gt;1 jalepeno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAFE RIO CILANTRO DRESSING&lt;br /&gt;1 1/3 cups sour cream&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cup mayonnaise&lt;br /&gt;1 bunch of cilantro&lt;br /&gt;1 package ranch dressing mix&lt;br /&gt;4 tbsp. salsa verde (green salsa)&lt;br /&gt;2 cloves of garlic&lt;br /&gt;1/8 tsp. Tabasco saucejuice of one lime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix together in the blender. Refrigerate before serving. (I like to make this a day before so that all the flavors can soak in.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/202326390678920867-5054333290176985113?l=sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/feeds/5054333290176985113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=202326390678920867&amp;postID=5054333290176985113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/5054333290176985113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/202326390678920867/posts/default/5054333290176985113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sumofsmallsteps.blogspot.com/2008/08/cafe-rio-recipes.html' title='Cafe Rio Recipes'/><author><name>Semiramis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13891547668661133456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
