<?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-12723233</id><updated>2012-02-16T06:21:47.634-08:00</updated><category term='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/SQ32I9070lI/AAAAAAAAAgw/n8fH4_SCyI0/s1600-h/DSC01732.JPG'/><category term='Elli'/><category term='birthdays'/><category term='family vacation'/><category term='Adam'/><category term='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/SHpFr21LJrI/AAAAAAAAAYk/ir8HKfPGQXI/s1600-h/DSC01545.JPG'/><title type='text'>The Ockermans</title><subtitle type='html'>Here's where you can see the latest and greatest from Brook, Riley, Adam, Elli, and Amy.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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>486</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-6922068765046804096</id><published>2012-02-05T14:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T14:27:39.349-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><title type='text'>Amy Turns 8!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For Amy's 8th birthday, she wanted to have a shark cake, go to Texas Roadhouse for dinner, and have her friend, Kaitlyn, spend the night.  I think we can handle that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PiqQ9inQREw/Ty8AdcKg33I/AAAAAAAACk0/VprnnAXZQVQ/s1600/DSC_0005.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PiqQ9inQREw/Ty8AdcKg33I/AAAAAAAACk0/VprnnAXZQVQ/s400/DSC_0005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705779758678204274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After Texas Roadhouse, the girls set up their beds and were ready for cake.  Too bad the shark turned out purple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EUOEDWeN5QU/Ty8AdOrKC1I/AAAAAAAACko/TVwIXsNHyXw/s1600/DSC_0007.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EUOEDWeN5QU/Ty8AdOrKC1I/AAAAAAAACko/TVwIXsNHyXw/s400/DSC_0007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705779755057023826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amy had been planning the big day for weeks!  Here is the schedule she came up with.  I think they stuck to it exactly as written.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O2n-X6ZN8HM/Ty8AcBKJzbI/AAAAAAAACkc/Z4LdVniwa0E/s1600/DSC_0009.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O2n-X6ZN8HM/Ty8AcBKJzbI/AAAAAAAACkc/Z4LdVniwa0E/s400/DSC_0009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705779734249065906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HxUY3OXhqf0/Ty8Ab0uwCtI/AAAAAAAACkQ/aqZuB2jW7iM/s1600/DSC_0008.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HxUY3OXhqf0/Ty8Ab0uwCtI/AAAAAAAACkQ/aqZuB2jW7iM/s400/DSC_0008.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705779730912905938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-6922068765046804096?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/6922068765046804096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=6922068765046804096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/6922068765046804096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/6922068765046804096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2012/02/amy-turns-8.html' title='Amy Turns 8!'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-PiqQ9inQREw/Ty8AdcKg33I/AAAAAAAACk0/VprnnAXZQVQ/s72-c/DSC_0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-42155032719223861</id><published>2012-01-22T11:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T12:10:04.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only Christmas Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; I did a horrible job at taking pictures this Christmas.  This is all I came up with.  Here is Elli in our friends' manger scene.  We had never had the kids in a manger scene before.  I'd heard of people doing them, but I thought it was old fashioned or something you did at church.  I guess people do them with their own kids!  So I brought a towel to the Christmas Eve dinner/party we were invited to and Elli got to be Mary.  I really liked it!  It was so sweet to see the kids be the parts and to watch their excitement.  Must do again.  Thanks Stacia, or Codi for sharing that tradition with us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yyQAhb1cUjc/Txxqh8QlN1I/AAAAAAAACj4/4n9QTDeBvHI/s1600/DSC_0002.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yyQAhb1cUjc/Txxqh8QlN1I/AAAAAAAACj4/4n9QTDeBvHI/s400/DSC_0002.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700548359688107858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There is the baby!  Only the most important person!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0h9FekC2FnE/TxxqhKMqooI/AAAAAAAACjs/b2bLXNvkPH4/s1600/DSC_0004.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0h9FekC2FnE/TxxqhKMqooI/AAAAAAAACjs/b2bLXNvkPH4/s400/DSC_0004.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700548346249912962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And this is the only picture I took on Christmas Day.  Here are our fuzzy slipper sock feet after a fun morning of presents!  Thanks Grandma for keeping our tootsies warm!  They all fit great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-drX60TnlITU/Txxqg1svlbI/AAAAAAAACjg/Xjr3J4xc_W4/s1600/DSC_0016.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-drX60TnlITU/Txxqg1svlbI/AAAAAAAACjg/Xjr3J4xc_W4/s400/DSC_0016.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700548340747310514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-42155032719223861?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/42155032719223861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=42155032719223861' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/42155032719223861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/42155032719223861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2012/01/only-christmas-photos.html' title='Only Christmas Photos'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-yyQAhb1cUjc/Txxqh8QlN1I/AAAAAAAACj4/4n9QTDeBvHI/s72-c/DSC_0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-6485673469217763380</id><published>2011-12-25T11:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T12:33:14.087-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve Hike</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;Riley had the idea to go for a hike on Saturday morning and sent out an invite to all the locals.  We were happy to have two families join us, the Willardsons and the Lauberts.  I am so glad they decided to join us.  Otherwise I probably would have complained most of the way.  It was a bit chilly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7DUZDlr-5I4/Tvd6HdzA6yI/AAAAAAAACd8/OkhCYtADOG4/s1600/DSC_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7DUZDlr-5I4/Tvd6HdzA6yI/AAAAAAAACd8/OkhCYtADOG4/s400/DSC_0020.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We started off at about 9:00.  Here's Nash, the dinosaur/dragon king.  He walked a lot and got rides a lot.  Makes me remember trying to do things when our kids were little.  It's a little easier now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z4DjH60AGyU/Tvd6Hk2f_5I/AAAAAAAACeI/cMbXJ2iByWo/s1600/DSC_0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z4DjH60AGyU/Tvd6Hk2f_5I/AAAAAAAACeI/cMbXJ2iByWo/s400/DSC_0021.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Walking, walking.  Riley said the trail was 4 miles long and that we would be done by 11:00.  I had a lot of baking to do! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LIc8pQrvNLg/Tvd6IHDXxbI/AAAAAAAACeQ/vg7uJmbRGHs/s1600/DSC_0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LIc8pQrvNLg/Tvd6IHDXxbI/AAAAAAAACeQ/vg7uJmbRGHs/s400/DSC_0023.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amy taking a break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8vGkWMNvMI/Tvd6IVBSgDI/AAAAAAAACeg/vLyP8k-CPRI/s1600/DSC_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8vGkWMNvMI/Tvd6IVBSgDI/AAAAAAAACeg/vLyP8k-CPRI/s400/DSC_0026.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alice in the pack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tMrDymozNn4/Tvd6JHG7sFI/AAAAAAAACes/K1K9T-nZOq4/s1600/DSC_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tMrDymozNn4/Tvd6JHG7sFI/AAAAAAAACes/K1K9T-nZOq4/s400/DSC_0027.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As we climbed higher and higher, the ground suddenly changed to frosty frozen.  There was no snow, but frost all around everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GgGkrK5eavc/Tvd6Jx1R67I/AAAAAAAACe4/kS6iFUiEL5A/s1600/DSC_0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GgGkrK5eavc/Tvd6Jx1R67I/AAAAAAAACe4/kS6iFUiEL5A/s400/DSC_0029.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brr!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zBqKe-TK9_A/Tvd6KShyBFI/AAAAAAAACfA/dT6yGLV1n_U/s1600/DSC_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zBqKe-TK9_A/Tvd6KShyBFI/AAAAAAAACfA/dT6yGLV1n_U/s400/DSC_0030.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then we reached the top and found snow!  I think it was made by the ski resort, but fun to play in for a while.  Sandy was let off the leash and loved running all over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eiNdVyzAS1E/Tvd6Kt98nEI/AAAAAAAACfQ/MT53wpCYf7Q/s1600/DSC_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eiNdVyzAS1E/Tvd6Kt98nEI/AAAAAAAACfQ/MT53wpCYf7Q/s400/DSC_0032.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Elli couldn't resist a cartwheel.  I stayed as much out of the snow as I could.  I know from cold Idaho winters that once you get wet, you never get warm!  No cartwheels for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rU5U5Wy_Vm4/Tvd6LAoe7yI/AAAAAAAACfY/bPSUm4BbgF4/s1600/DSC_0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rU5U5Wy_Vm4/Tvd6LAoe7yI/AAAAAAAACfY/bPSUm4BbgF4/s400/DSC_0036.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Riley so happy that we all came out on this crazy hike.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uQrKOMWzh-c/Tvd6LYCG5HI/AAAAAAAACfo/yRoc81dKaw4/s1600/DSC_0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uQrKOMWzh-c/Tvd6LYCG5HI/AAAAAAAACfo/yRoc81dKaw4/s400/DSC_0037.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sandy likes to run right passed people as fast as she can and here she comes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CNH7ic2dGOk/Tvd6MFASmxI/AAAAAAAACf0/4e4em7TffEo/s1600/DSC_0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CNH7ic2dGOk/Tvd6MFASmxI/AAAAAAAACf0/4e4em7TffEo/s400/DSC_0040.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Mom, no pictures of me!  Seriously!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BLQMEz8li8g/Tvd6M3hlMII/AAAAAAAACgA/N-wRLjWx5i8/s1600/DSC_0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BLQMEz8li8g/Tvd6M3hlMII/AAAAAAAACgA/N-wRLjWx5i8/s400/DSC_0041.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All the kids except for Adam and Alice.  Let's see if I get this right... Annika, Elli, Ariel, Amy, Dallin, Nash, and Adriana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-onllgEMaOMA/Tvd6NKbtSEI/AAAAAAAACgM/nBuk_6b-3e0/s1600/DSC_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-onllgEMaOMA/Tvd6NKbtSEI/AAAAAAAACgM/nBuk_6b-3e0/s400/DSC_0045.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the rest of the group minus Nikoli and Alice, and Christina.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LjbXizUsMr8/Tvd6N6DAISI/AAAAAAAACgc/JU_BChKdOlE/s1600/DSC_0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LjbXizUsMr8/Tvd6N6DAISI/AAAAAAAACgc/JU_BChKdOlE/s400/DSC_0048.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dallin was surfing down the ramp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AYwOuYNBXg4/Tvd6PUnGcUI/AAAAAAAACgo/iaxoUpy9rHU/s1600/DSC_0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AYwOuYNBXg4/Tvd6PUnGcUI/AAAAAAAACgo/iaxoUpy9rHU/s400/DSC_0056.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Darin almost got Riley to sit next to him on the chair lift.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kvZ8AGDTsRQ/Tvd6PlYLWTI/AAAAAAAACg0/7GvxC7YQR2o/s1600/DSC_0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kvZ8AGDTsRQ/Tvd6PlYLWTI/AAAAAAAACg0/7GvxC7YQR2o/s400/DSC_0059.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christina couldn't resist a ride with her sweetheart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SCKn104ViAQ/Tvd6QJynqjI/AAAAAAAAChA/gHin9eIHcbo/s1600/DSC_0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SCKn104ViAQ/Tvd6QJynqjI/AAAAAAAAChA/gHin9eIHcbo/s400/DSC_0060.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OZF2IV7PTPw/Tvd6Q6LeJ8I/AAAAAAAAChM/uJvE4z7oNMY/s1600/DSC_0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OZF2IV7PTPw/Tvd6Q6LeJ8I/AAAAAAAAChM/uJvE4z7oNMY/s400/DSC_0061.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Now how do I get off this crazy thing?!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IQeaj5l7ziI/Tvd6Rcw9jzI/AAAAAAAAChY/Qpm51a9NI9I/s1600/DSC_0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IQeaj5l7ziI/Tvd6Rcw9jzI/AAAAAAAAChY/Qpm51a9NI9I/s400/DSC_0064.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Coming down was much faster and easier.  The Lauberts split and went a way we thought was longer, but they beat us down!  We stayed on the trails thinking we were going so fast, while they shot right down the ski lanes.  They were enjoying a snack in the car when we walked up.  It was warming up a little by then and it turned out to be a great way to start the day.  Thanks for joining us Willardsons and Lauberts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cDUfH_f1YZ0/Tvd6Sduz8wI/AAAAAAAAChk/Dm27nKWB8_w/s1600/DSC_0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cDUfH_f1YZ0/Tvd6Sduz8wI/AAAAAAAAChk/Dm27nKWB8_w/s400/DSC_0066.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" 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/12723233-6485673469217763380?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/6485673469217763380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=6485673469217763380' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/6485673469217763380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/6485673469217763380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-eve-hike.html' title='Christmas Eve Hike'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-7DUZDlr-5I4/Tvd6HdzA6yI/AAAAAAAACd8/OkhCYtADOG4/s72-c/DSC_0020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-5105674961450631025</id><published>2011-12-24T10:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T10:24:11.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011 Gingerbread Houses</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Usually I buy the big gingerbread house kit.  It comes with one big house and all 3 kids try to take a turn and make it how they want it.  Not always a happy time.  So this year, I saw a kit at Target with 4 small buildings and thought it would work out much better. They each got their own pieces to build with and decorate however they wanted. And when Elli's dropped on the floor, we even had an extra house for her to start over with.  But, it quickly turned into a competition and Dad was going to choose the best one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u4N4bd7ZbhU/TvYWS7cljOI/AAAAAAAACdw/-xRZm4k-16M/s1600/DSC_0007.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u4N4bd7ZbhU/TvYWS7cljOI/AAAAAAAACdw/-xRZm4k-16M/s400/DSC_0007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689759693680250082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I'm going to put coconut on MY roof so it will look like snow."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LGJZVyBYUvQ/TvYWSRGVSII/AAAAAAAACdk/Qfw5168MJgs/s1600/DSC_0001.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LGJZVyBYUvQ/TvYWSRGVSII/AAAAAAAACdk/Qfw5168MJgs/s400/DSC_0001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689759682312620162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I'm going put a big driveway on MINE."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-76U4MtjatO0/TvYWR_RvF7I/AAAAAAAACdY/D-Y9SyVj3Lg/s1600/DSC_0004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-76U4MtjatO0/TvYWR_RvF7I/AAAAAAAACdY/D-Y9SyVj3Lg/s400/DSC_0004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689759677528610738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I'M going to put on all the candy I can!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o49VbHWvIOs/TvYWRftLbuI/AAAAAAAACdM/443ZsE7Cg34/s1600/DSC_0009.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o49VbHWvIOs/TvYWRftLbuI/AAAAAAAACdM/443ZsE7Cg34/s400/DSC_0009.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689759669053779682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Adam won best roof, Elli won best driveway and Amy got the award for most candy.  Smart judge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-5105674961450631025?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/5105674961450631025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=5105674961450631025' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/5105674961450631025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/5105674961450631025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/12/2011-gingerbread-houses.html' title='2011 Gingerbread Houses'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-u4N4bd7ZbhU/TvYWS7cljOI/AAAAAAAACdw/-xRZm4k-16M/s72-c/DSC_0007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-8866197767792306459</id><published>2011-12-06T05:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T06:02:38.236-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family vacation'/><title type='text'>Our Trip To Mexico!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;My family (mom and sisters) had been planning a vacation for over a year.  Since Elise wanted to get married in Mexico, we decided to make that our destination.  It seemed like forever away, but slowly the time passed until finally it was time to pack up and go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wnc5mJsjkWo/Tt4eYUY7bDI/AAAAAAAACcI/7nr9GAlRNAg/s1600/DSC_0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wnc5mJsjkWo/Tt4eYUY7bDI/AAAAAAAACcI/7nr9GAlRNAg/s400/DSC_0037.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here we are at the airport after waking up at 4 a.m. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vHmmt8_SRY0/Tt4eYpDJ_5I/AAAAAAAACcQ/T-LKVBnVPcY/s1600/DSC_0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vHmmt8_SRY0/Tt4eYpDJ_5I/AAAAAAAACcQ/T-LKVBnVPcY/s400/DSC_0040.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After playing Slap Jack for a while, we boarded the small plane that was the first of 3 flights that day.  But, because of an hour delay due to a  small electrical problem, the rest of the day was canceled.  We were sent home and told to come back tomorrow.  To compensate for our troubles, we were escorted by limo to another airport.  This time we had to wake up at 2 a.m. to make the flight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KX8OZJwB7-M/Tt4eYzHEjII/AAAAAAAACcg/z4sEaG-Uk8c/s1600/DSC_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KX8OZJwB7-M/Tt4eYzHEjII/AAAAAAAACcg/z4sEaG-Uk8c/s400/DSC_0042.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even though we were super tired, it was our first time in a limo and we all thought it was pretty cool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jdp_taMheAI/Tt4eZr0WS1I/AAAAAAAACcs/-KQ8DpTZA4U/s1600/DSC_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jdp_taMheAI/Tt4eZr0WS1I/AAAAAAAACcs/-KQ8DpTZA4U/s400/DSC_0045.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Adam did say that we probably shouldn't even go at all and that it was just too much trouble.  I said "NO WAY are we staying home!  Get me to Mexico any way you can!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rUKPxHgLZF8/Tt4eabGeTjI/AAAAAAAACc4/mqiER-ShBQQ/s1600/DSC_0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rUKPxHgLZF8/Tt4eabGeTjI/AAAAAAAACc4/mqiER-ShBQQ/s400/DSC_0046.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are a lot of photos to follow.  Beware.  It might get boring unless you were there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" 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/12723233-8866197767792306459?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/8866197767792306459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=8866197767792306459' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/8866197767792306459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/8866197767792306459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/12/our-trip-to-mexico.html' title='Our Trip To Mexico!!!'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-wnc5mJsjkWo/Tt4eYUY7bDI/AAAAAAAACcI/7nr9GAlRNAg/s72-c/DSC_0037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-8093137078324917624</id><published>2011-12-05T17:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T06:01:18.798-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to Sayulita</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CyVLZl2gH_Q/Tt1uuKNnmiI/AAAAAAAACao/7NUfH4dyb5I/s1600/DSC_0054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CyVLZl2gH_Q/Tt1uuKNnmiI/AAAAAAAACao/7NUfH4dyb5I/s400/DSC_0054.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We finally made it!  The first thing the kids wanted to do was get in the pool.  They had seen it in pictures of the house online and had been talking about it the whole day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y52wVMkmmik/Tt1uuSH3-AI/AAAAAAAACa0/Cet538RhMt0/s1600/DSC_0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y52wVMkmmik/Tt1uuSH3-AI/AAAAAAAACa0/Cet538RhMt0/s400/DSC_0058.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Khanya was already in it when we got there.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FXc7wD73z2w/Tt1uvPyhZ1I/AAAAAAAACbA/7hGphgyJFGc/s1600/DSC_0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FXc7wD73z2w/Tt1uvPyhZ1I/AAAAAAAACbA/7hGphgyJFGc/s400/DSC_0052.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think the girls got in everyday.  Even after a long day at the beach, they still wanted to swim in it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Eb6OMAf-jJ8/Tt1uvVfINDI/AAAAAAAACbM/qn5mvEdEsKM/s1600/DSC_0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Eb6OMAf-jJ8/Tt1uvVfINDI/AAAAAAAACbM/qn5mvEdEsKM/s400/DSC_0056.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Mom and Brandy were a still little unsure of the whole house situation when we got there.  They had arrived the day before and had already experienced some unpleasant things.  Mostly bugs and a long hike up the hill from the town to our house.  By the end of the trip though, the trek up the hill was invigorating and welcome exercise after all that yummy Mexican food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d03YTJZaTXo/Tt1uwfez2lI/AAAAAAAACbY/S40BTuDhJOY/s1600/DSC_0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d03YTJZaTXo/Tt1uwfez2lI/AAAAAAAACbY/S40BTuDhJOY/s400/DSC_0064.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That evening, we had a rehearsal for the wedding.  The house where the wedding was was so neat.  I love these huge doors!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gfZMaFPvaQA/Tt1uwnz1NfI/AAAAAAAACbo/BOV3CDkOwqw/s1600/DSC_0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gfZMaFPvaQA/Tt1uwnz1NfI/AAAAAAAACbo/BOV3CDkOwqw/s400/DSC_0071.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then a dinner on the beach ended day one with both families.  I think my kids were so tired, they fell asleep with their heads on their plates.  We had been up since 2 in the morning, remember?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W77o_Ul-YQ0/Tt1uxSPUnuI/AAAAAAAACbw/HaeBrszOISM/s1600/DSC_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W77o_Ul-YQ0/Tt1uxSPUnuI/AAAAAAAACbw/HaeBrszOISM/s400/DSC_0084.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" 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/12723233-8093137078324917624?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/8093137078324917624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=8093137078324917624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/8093137078324917624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/8093137078324917624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/12/welcome-to-sayulita.html' title='Welcome to Sayulita'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-CyVLZl2gH_Q/Tt1uuKNnmiI/AAAAAAAACao/7NUfH4dyb5I/s72-c/DSC_0054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-1267366491007193397</id><published>2011-12-05T17:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T06:00:23.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NRW9EnpKfrY/Tt1tN-8xiCI/AAAAAAAACZ4/i14di7KJGTY/s1600/DSC_0102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NRW9EnpKfrY/Tt1tN-8xiCI/AAAAAAAACZ4/i14di7KJGTY/s400/DSC_0102.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The wedding wasn't until late afternoon, so some of us took the morning to explore the beach. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vetpORHv4-Y/Tt1tNymLIdI/AAAAAAAACaI/HKYG2l6xS94/s1600/DSC_0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vetpORHv4-Y/Tt1tNymLIdI/AAAAAAAACaI/HKYG2l6xS94/s400/DSC_0097.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Adam didn't wear his flip flops and didn't want to get his favorite Sambas wet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zewL5a2UFn0/Tt1tOicL19I/AAAAAAAACaQ/B8gAbAj_7JU/s1600/DSC_0096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zewL5a2UFn0/Tt1tOicL19I/AAAAAAAACaQ/B8gAbAj_7JU/s400/DSC_0096.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We enjoyed the morning out, while Mom stayed at the house and made some last preparations for the reception.  Those boxes were filled with mint chocolate candies that were scrumptious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Btd3jn4txQw/Tt1tO4VekxI/AAAAAAAACac/emuJBSo2Y5E/s1600/DSC_0087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Btd3jn4txQw/Tt1tO4VekxI/AAAAAAAACac/emuJBSo2Y5E/s400/DSC_0087.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" 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/12723233-1267366491007193397?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/1267366491007193397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=1267366491007193397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/1267366491007193397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/1267366491007193397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/12/wedding-day.html' title='Wedding Day!!'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-NRW9EnpKfrY/Tt1tN-8xiCI/AAAAAAAACZ4/i14di7KJGTY/s72-c/DSC_0102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-5360630589522611380</id><published>2011-12-05T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T05:59:41.199-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurry Up and Wait...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;for the Bride!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DqqvXv1gDRQ/Tt1rIPEcmEI/AAAAAAAACYs/au0bJ-Fkn38/s1600/DSC_0119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DqqvXv1gDRQ/Tt1rIPEcmEI/AAAAAAAACYs/au0bJ-Fkn38/s400/DSC_0119.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom had us on a timer and we were running late.  No one knew quite where to go, so our driver was on the phone trying to find out.  Was it "Los Delfines" or could it be "De Los Fines"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RZ4ln94LwOk/Tt1rIR63K3I/AAAAAAAACY0/mSh-hwqpkow/s1600/DSC_0124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RZ4ln94LwOk/Tt1rIR63K3I/AAAAAAAACY0/mSh-hwqpkow/s400/DSC_0124.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got to ride in golf carts down the hill so we wouldn't get our pretty clothes dirty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q2UYC4yipDY/Tt1rIcGmAkI/AAAAAAAACZE/uCYKRkbqT3w/s1600/DSC_0122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q2UYC4yipDY/Tt1rIcGmAkI/AAAAAAAACZE/uCYKRkbqT3w/s400/DSC_0122.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Riley came down on the second trip with all the forgotten odds and ends .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ntPKmWblD3g/Tt1rJc7QkBI/AAAAAAAACZQ/fbNSvVaMwrk/s1600/DSC_0153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ntPKmWblD3g/Tt1rJc7QkBI/AAAAAAAACZQ/fbNSvVaMwrk/s400/DSC_0153.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hurry hurry!  It's almost time to start!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W9qesWSwmpo/Tt1rKUPRXrI/AAAAAAAACZc/0SG9tUZszao/s1600/DSC_0156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W9qesWSwmpo/Tt1rKUPRXrI/AAAAAAAACZc/0SG9tUZszao/s400/DSC_0156.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But, Elise was running late with the photographer, so we just had a little extra time to enjoy the mariachi band, that's all.  Mom always said, "Elise will be late for her own wedding." and she was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a1h0hIkPkhI/Tt1rKz886mI/AAAAAAAACZo/e_9Gn8FoJWA/s1600/DSC_0158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a1h0hIkPkhI/Tt1rKz886mI/AAAAAAAACZo/e_9Gn8FoJWA/s400/DSC_0158.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" 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/12723233-5360630589522611380?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/5360630589522611380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=5360630589522611380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/5360630589522611380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/5360630589522611380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/12/hurry-up-and-wait.html' title='Hurry Up and Wait...'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-DqqvXv1gDRQ/Tt1rIPEcmEI/AAAAAAAACYs/au0bJ-Fkn38/s72-c/DSC_0119.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-3767043417244999842</id><published>2011-12-04T18:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T05:58:50.139-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All the Details</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QJTH2KkOPi0/Ttwq_rFZy7I/AAAAAAAACYg/OPAWvo-F0c0/s1600/20111126-1132096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QJTH2KkOPi0/Ttwq_rFZy7I/AAAAAAAACYg/OPAWvo-F0c0/s400/20111126-1132096.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everything looked amazing.  What else can you say?  It was Elise's wedding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" 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/12723233-3767043417244999842?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/3767043417244999842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=3767043417244999842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/3767043417244999842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/3767043417244999842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/12/all-details.html' title='All the Details'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-QJTH2KkOPi0/Ttwq_rFZy7I/AAAAAAAACYg/OPAWvo-F0c0/s72-c/20111126-1132096.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-8063302894345074815</id><published>2011-12-04T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T05:58:36.712-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Money Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uq_bJetJTps/Ttwn8jIdq7I/AAAAAAAACYU/ZrR1SySPt7M/s1600/20111126-1132095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uq_bJetJTps/Ttwn8jIdq7I/AAAAAAAACYU/ZrR1SySPt7M/s400/20111126-1132095.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Following Mexican tradition, the bride and groom begin the dance.  Then as guests cut in, they pin money on the couple and wish them well.  Elise looked beautiful it was fun for everyone to get a chance to say hello on her busy day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" 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/12723233-8063302894345074815?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/8063302894345074815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=8063302894345074815' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/8063302894345074815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/8063302894345074815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/12/money-dance.html' title='The Money Dance'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-Uq_bJetJTps/Ttwn8jIdq7I/AAAAAAAACYU/ZrR1SySPt7M/s72-c/20111126-1132095.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-3739072019276049358</id><published>2011-12-04T17:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T05:58:14.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Reception</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b_q-jGQBWJc/Ttwlaos906I/AAAAAAAACYI/cai3I7CkWYs/s1600/20111126-1132094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b_q-jGQBWJc/Ttwlaos906I/AAAAAAAACYI/cai3I7CkWYs/s400/20111126-1132094.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amy was pooped and was taking a rest on the couch by the pool until the music came on.  Then she jumped up, ran to the dance floor and danced long into the night.  Jr. definitely got the award for best moves.  He was awesome.  Shy, but awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" 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/12723233-3739072019276049358?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/3739072019276049358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=3739072019276049358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/3739072019276049358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/3739072019276049358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/12/wedding-reception.html' title='Wedding Reception'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-b_q-jGQBWJc/Ttwlaos906I/AAAAAAAACYI/cai3I7CkWYs/s72-c/20111126-1132094.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-2447502024110360490</id><published>2011-12-04T17:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T05:57:49.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;After the wedding, it was time to relax!  Monday and Tuesday we went to the beach.  Once we sat down and listened to the waves and felt the warm sun, all the travel stress disappeared and we swore we would do it all again next year.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rmcdsy0s0bA/Ttwi8Ong24I/AAAAAAAACXk/fVGVPHth2V4/s1600/DSC_0306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rmcdsy0s0bA/Ttwi8Ong24I/AAAAAAAACXk/fVGVPHth2V4/s400/DSC_0306.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FRl3alZUYu4/Ttwi8NYbhzI/AAAAAAAACXw/zMYSxXJri0I/s1600/DSC_0302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FRl3alZUYu4/Ttwi8NYbhzI/AAAAAAAACXw/zMYSxXJri0I/s400/DSC_0302.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kN39Y3ndM3I/Ttwi8-Hsi8I/AAAAAAAACX8/MDOrtZjTel0/s1600/DSC_0324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kN39Y3ndM3I/Ttwi8-Hsi8I/AAAAAAAACX8/MDOrtZjTel0/s400/DSC_0324.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Countless vendors would come up and try to sell their wares from jewelry to food to tablecloths.  Our favorites were the sticks of shrimp and mahi-mahi and the candy cart full of gumdrops and goey treats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" 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/12723233-2447502024110360490?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/2447502024110360490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=2447502024110360490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/2447502024110360490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/2447502024110360490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/12/beach-days.html' title='Beach Days'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-rmcdsy0s0bA/Ttwi8Ong24I/AAAAAAAACXk/fVGVPHth2V4/s72-c/DSC_0306.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-3926509924195340504</id><published>2011-12-04T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T05:57:24.627-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family vacation'/><title type='text'>Boogie Boarding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YQ3kJxMRQ-Q/TtwgwWugp4I/AAAAAAAACW4/SFyeXZ-EKlU/s1600/DSC_0267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YQ3kJxMRQ-Q/TtwgwWugp4I/AAAAAAAACW4/SFyeXZ-EKlU/s400/DSC_0267.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For about $3 each, we rented a few boogie boards and everyone got at least one good wave.  Monday was the best day for the boards.  Tuesday the waves were a little meaner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wfaa2tpM7bE/TtwgyEivpII/AAAAAAAACXA/xIRKEq7iUxM/s1600/DSC_0273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wfaa2tpM7bE/TtwgyEivpII/AAAAAAAACXA/xIRKEq7iUxM/s400/DSC_0273.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-701NHfud6S0/TtwgyPaqqCI/AAAAAAAACXM/yHtk9FDhZZc/s1600/DSC_0277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-701NHfud6S0/TtwgyPaqqCI/AAAAAAAACXM/yHtk9FDhZZc/s400/DSC_0277.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mBXaF8XflTw/Ttwgy9y-JOI/AAAAAAAACXY/ipZe7stiNrs/s1600/DSC_0272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mBXaF8XflTw/Ttwgy9y-JOI/AAAAAAAACXY/ipZe7stiNrs/s400/DSC_0272.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" 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/12723233-3926509924195340504?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/3926509924195340504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=3926509924195340504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/3926509924195340504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/3926509924195340504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/12/boogie-boarding.html' title='Boogie Boarding'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-YQ3kJxMRQ-Q/TtwgwWugp4I/AAAAAAAACW4/SFyeXZ-EKlU/s72-c/DSC_0267.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-3755778453270292619</id><published>2011-12-04T14:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T05:57:05.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WIEszmwScAw/TtvvONBcLhI/AAAAAAAACWE/NgXxjiu_uUA/s1600/DSC_0327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WIEszmwScAw/TtvvONBcLhI/AAAAAAAACWE/NgXxjiu_uUA/s400/DSC_0327.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Elise recommended that if we wanted to do a fun excursion, reserving a boat for the day would be a good choice.  While Grandma and Grandpa enjoyed some quiet time together, the rest of us took her advice.  Early Wednesday morning, we headed into town to catch the taxis to take us to the boat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FFQnNK108do/TtvvOC-5a4I/AAAAAAAACWQ/w14B58L_aI8/s1600/DSC_0328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FFQnNK108do/TtvvOC-5a4I/AAAAAAAACWQ/w14B58L_aI8/s400/DSC_0328.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The boat was called "Chica Locca".  Crazy Lady.  Let's get on this Crazy Lady!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FQV1uZOxJU4/TtvvPPqCJEI/AAAAAAAACWc/WL3bj7-dS1A/s1600/DSC_0329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FQV1uZOxJU4/TtvvPPqCJEI/AAAAAAAACWc/WL3bj7-dS1A/s400/DSC_0329.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H2d3WkxMt8A/TtvvPY-utKI/AAAAAAAACWs/sNOYz_Rk2Fk/s1600/DSC_0331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H2d3WkxMt8A/TtvvPY-utKI/AAAAAAAACWs/sNOYz_Rk2Fk/s400/DSC_0331.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" 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/12723233-3755778453270292619?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/3755778453270292619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=3755778453270292619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/3755778453270292619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/3755778453270292619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/12/wednesday.html' title='Wednesday'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-WIEszmwScAw/TtvvONBcLhI/AAAAAAAACWE/NgXxjiu_uUA/s72-c/DSC_0327.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-3806557968214425426</id><published>2011-12-04T13:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T05:56:45.817-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family vacation'/><title type='text'>A Day with Chica Locca</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F_X2PUqnCjw/TtvtYKlFghI/AAAAAAAACV4/hXaSC9fVD_0/s1600/20111126-1132093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F_X2PUqnCjw/TtvtYKlFghI/AAAAAAAACV4/hXaSC9fVD_0/s400/20111126-1132093.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was a perfect day for the boat ride.  The crew served a breakfast of fresh fruit and muffins and unlimited juice and smoothies.  Then on the way back, we had huge sandwiches and pasta salads.  Mmm.  We saw dolphins and schools of tuna and relaxed in the sun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" 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/12723233-3806557968214425426?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/3806557968214425426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=3806557968214425426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/3806557968214425426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/3806557968214425426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/12/day-with-chica-locca.html' title='A Day with Chica Locca'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-F_X2PUqnCjw/TtvtYKlFghI/AAAAAAAACV4/hXaSC9fVD_0/s72-c/20111126-1132093.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-631248141123273776</id><published>2011-12-04T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T05:56:30.956-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family vacation'/><title type='text'>Yelapa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iXYp8Z5MBmI/TtvpkhMTZrI/AAAAAAAACVs/mE0mWASPZjU/s1600/20111126-1132092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iXYp8Z5MBmI/TtvpkhMTZrI/AAAAAAAACVs/mE0mWASPZjU/s400/20111126-1132092.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One reason for renting the boat was to take us to Yelapa, the village where Ivan grew up.  First we stopped on the beach for some lunch. Then Ivan and Gregory went parasailing behind a boat.  During Gregory's turn, the boat broke down and Gregory slowly dropped from the sky into the ocean.  Brandy wasn't freaking out at all.  I thought she was just being paranoid when she started yelling "Gregory is falling!  Why is Gregory falling?!"  But, he really was.  Riley was all strapped up ready for his turn until he saw the mishap.  No parasailing for Riley.  Then we walked through the village on our way to see a neat waterfall.  The water was pretty cold and only the brave dared enter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we headed back to the beach to catch the boat back.  The waves on this beach are a lot smaller, but they are mean.  They knocked Adam right off his feat and left pebbles in his trunks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-631248141123273776?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/631248141123273776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=631248141123273776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/631248141123273776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/631248141123273776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/12/yelapa.html' title='Yelapa'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-iXYp8Z5MBmI/TtvpkhMTZrI/AAAAAAAACVs/mE0mWASPZjU/s72-c/20111126-1132092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-9043123284571218976</id><published>2011-12-04T13:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T05:56:15.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take us Home Chica Locca!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-clWRmJdJtJE/Ttvkbee2YCI/AAAAAAAACUw/WDpFiuv2H8E/s1600/DSC_0400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-clWRmJdJtJE/Ttvkbee2YCI/AAAAAAAACUw/WDpFiuv2H8E/s320/DSC_0400.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here we are heading back to Sayulita.  My pants got soaked while I was hopping into the boat taxi, so they came off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_yUHQoruQDY/TtvkbltUXGI/AAAAAAAACU4/SoTB82s8Ss0/s1600/DSC_0402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_yUHQoruQDY/TtvkbltUXGI/AAAAAAAACU4/SoTB82s8Ss0/s320/DSC_0402.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brandy didn't feel well on either boat ride and just had to focus in the horizon.  No fun being sick!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lqUiStoVggI/Ttvkbitj01I/AAAAAAAACVM/vlI8mhlpQqg/s1600/DSC_0405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lqUiStoVggI/Ttvkbitj01I/AAAAAAAACVM/vlI8mhlpQqg/s320/DSC_0405.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As soon as the music came on, Elli and Amy got to dance again, this time on the boat deck.  Luckily they didn't get sick even though they were spinning AND bobbing up and down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2i-auEifnSM/Ttvkc7YrPHI/AAAAAAAACVU/y5JJOxtxGV0/s1600/DSC_0404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2i-auEifnSM/Ttvkc7YrPHI/AAAAAAAACVU/y5JJOxtxGV0/s320/DSC_0404.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j9NKXFvb6h8/TtvkdIyscnI/AAAAAAAACVk/D0j3AMENo6o/s1600/DSC_0406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j9NKXFvb6h8/TtvkdIyscnI/AAAAAAAACVk/D0j3AMENo6o/s320/DSC_0406.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Good Night Mexican Sun.  I love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" 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/12723233-9043123284571218976?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/9043123284571218976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=9043123284571218976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/9043123284571218976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/9043123284571218976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/12/take-us-home-chica-locca.html' title='Take us Home Chica Locca!'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-clWRmJdJtJE/Ttvkbee2YCI/AAAAAAAACUw/WDpFiuv2H8E/s72-c/DSC_0400.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-7996749024340880239</id><published>2011-12-03T15:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T05:56:03.136-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family vacation'/><title type='text'>Esto Es Mexico!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0lWa4p1biuw/Ttq3i5yHASI/AAAAAAAACUk/tgP_rqGqjl0/s1600/20111126-1132091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0lWa4p1biuw/Ttq3i5yHASI/AAAAAAAACUk/tgP_rqGqjl0/s400/20111126-1132091.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After 2 days at the beach, the kids were pooped.  All they wanted to do Thursday day was relax at the house and play in the pool.  Riley and I went into town for a few hours during the day, then at night, we walked around with Jr. and the kids looking for some souveniers.  Adam  bought a Nacho Libre mask and found this wrestling painting on the side of a building.  Then we met everyone at the Plaza, a brightly colored park in the middle of the town, before deciding on where to eat dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" 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/12723233-7996749024340880239?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/7996749024340880239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=7996749024340880239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/7996749024340880239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/7996749024340880239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/12/esto-es-mexico.html' title='Esto Es Mexico!'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-0lWa4p1biuw/Ttq3i5yHASI/AAAAAAAACUk/tgP_rqGqjl0/s72-c/20111126-1132091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-871058837873829130</id><published>2011-12-03T12:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T05:55:48.340-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family vacation'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XghCub_ZJYw/TtqLz4d3VnI/AAAAAAAACUM/xu6BFRTUME0/s1600/DSC_0414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XghCub_ZJYw/TtqLz4d3VnI/AAAAAAAACUM/xu6BFRTUME0/s400/DSC_0414.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We decided that we would all go out to eat together at least once and it ended up being Thanksgiving night.  Many of the restaurants were offering a traditional American Thanksgiving Dinner with turkey, mashed potatoes and pumpkin pie, but that's not what we came to Mexico for!  We wanted enchiladas and chicken mole!  We chose Mexican food instead and it was so good.  There's nothing like refried beans in Mexico.  Must try to duplicate!  So there was no turkey or pumpkin pie this year, but Elise shared some pie that she bought from the Pie Lady in Yelapa and her cheese pie more than made up for it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G_nMYW_T-Ys/TtqLz0pjF0I/AAAAAAAACUY/cAh_mh0Yjmc/s1600/DSC_0413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G_nMYW_T-Ys/TtqLz0pjF0I/AAAAAAAACUY/cAh_mh0Yjmc/s400/DSC_0413.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" 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/12723233-871058837873829130?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/871058837873829130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=871058837873829130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/871058837873829130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/871058837873829130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/12/thanksgiving-dinner.html' title='Thanksgiving Dinner'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-XghCub_ZJYw/TtqLz4d3VnI/AAAAAAAACUM/xu6BFRTUME0/s72-c/DSC_0414.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-2298245560851542014</id><published>2011-12-03T12:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T05:55:32.972-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family vacation'/><title type='text'>On To Dessert!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2dctyT42R7A/TtqFS1Ibe_I/AAAAAAAACT0/JO9cJLmXVEc/s1600/20111126-105259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2dctyT42R7A/TtqFS1Ibe_I/AAAAAAAACT0/JO9cJLmXVEc/s400/20111126-105259.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The streets come alive after dark and even though we were full from the delicious dinner, we couldn't resist the homemade Mexican treats.  There was ice cream more flavorful than ever, churros made right on the street, and a friendly couple who sold their baked goods right out of the back of their car!   Since it was our last night, of course we tried them ALL!  My favorite part was watching the churro man squeeze the batter out of his gun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" 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/12723233-2298245560851542014?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/2298245560851542014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=2298245560851542014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/2298245560851542014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/2298245560851542014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/12/on-to-dessert.html' title='On To Dessert!!'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-2dctyT42R7A/TtqFS1Ibe_I/AAAAAAAACT0/JO9cJLmXVEc/s72-c/20111126-105259.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-7257035846823973213</id><published>2011-12-03T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T05:55:16.535-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family vacation'/><title type='text'>Last Day at the House</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9HOyNS3a32w/Ttp-tj-nbKI/AAAAAAAACTo/irHmjFrFhSg/s1600/20111126-113209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9HOyNS3a32w/Ttp-tj-nbKI/AAAAAAAACTo/irHmjFrFhSg/s400/20111126-113209.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;The taxis were scheduled to come at 11:30, so we had plenty of time to relax and pack up all our stuff.  It was nice to take our time and enjoy each other's company a bit longer.  It was a great week, but we were a little anxious to get started on our journey home.&lt;div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" 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/12723233-7257035846823973213?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/7257035846823973213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=7257035846823973213' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/7257035846823973213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/7257035846823973213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/12/last-day-at-house.html' title='Last Day at the House'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-9HOyNS3a32w/Ttp-tj-nbKI/AAAAAAAACTo/irHmjFrFhSg/s72-c/20111126-113209.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-1089588722321610980</id><published>2011-11-27T18:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T18:47:20.392-08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of the Season 1/2 Marathon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This last summer, I was able to run in the mornings with these fine ladies, Jess, Kristi, and Christina.  (Codi too, but she couldn't make the race.)  We would run everyday except Sundays most weeks.  We got faster and went farther.  Once Seminary started, I had to stop the early morning runs and just didn't run as much.  I was done for the year until Crazy Christina talked us all into a half marathon in November.  I thought I could do it easily.  After all, we ran 12 miles one morning this summer just because.  But, I have found out that running is not like riding a bike.  You cannot pick up where you left off.  Needless to say, it was a tough race.  My goal was to finish under 2 hours.  My first 1/2 marathon was 2:02.  This time, I was over by 1 minute!  I was so frustrated, but I could not get my legs to go any faster.  This year's time was 2:01.  Guess I'll have to keep trying until I can get under 2.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dJ5Vdp3YhDc/TtLu3MeH7mI/AAAAAAAACNE/SR8fVnOJT4o/s1600/November%2B2011_2769.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dJ5Vdp3YhDc/TtLu3MeH7mI/AAAAAAAACNE/SR8fVnOJT4o/s400/November%2B2011_2769.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679864712075406946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The race was beautiful though.  Couldn't have asked for a better day.  It was through Amish country on a double loop course.  The hills were rolling and long in places, but we all did great.  We all finished about 4-5 minutes apart from each other.  What a fun weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KCJOGSUjs0s/TtLu29nTmfI/AAAAAAAACM8/l7TljF6qxVo/s1600/November%2B2011_2775.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KCJOGSUjs0s/TtLu29nTmfI/AAAAAAAACM8/l7TljF6qxVo/s400/November%2B2011_2775.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679864708087388658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The trip was not without it's troubles though.  The night before the race, we all drove down together and stayed in a hotel.  After picking up our race packets, we were driving the course to familiarize ourselves with it.  All of a sudden, my car made some kind of clunking noises and I thought one of the tires had shredded like the ones you see on the side of the highway.  I pulled over and the tire was loosing air fast.  After a friendly farmer helped get the donut on, we were on our way and got it checked out after the race.  THIS is what they pulled out of my tire.  Some kind of mean metal something had gone completely inside my tire.  Nice.  We made it home on the donut though and Riley got a new one that afternoon.  It was a little scary, but I felt safe having Christina around.  She has got some mad tire changing skills and even if the farmer hadn't come along, I think she could have gotten us home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-1089588722321610980?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/1089588722321610980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=1089588722321610980' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/1089588722321610980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/1089588722321610980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/11/end-of-season-12-marathon.html' title='End of the Season 1/2 Marathon'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-dJ5Vdp3YhDc/TtLu3MeH7mI/AAAAAAAACNE/SR8fVnOJT4o/s72-c/November%2B2011_2769.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-3500253006210118146</id><published>2011-11-27T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T18:09:37.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rHejIbONP5M/TtLmL7X4v1I/AAAAAAAACMc/vNHpXAMZtTE/s1600/DSC_0002.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rHejIbONP5M/TtLmL7X4v1I/AAAAAAAACMc/vNHpXAMZtTE/s400/DSC_0002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679855172658446162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amy started with a white, vampire bride look, then switched to a black witch.  Cute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O1an0AtJXzo/TtLmLtYO9gI/AAAAAAAACMM/qpuiV4m9rl8/s1600/DSC_0006.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O1an0AtJXzo/TtLmLtYO9gI/AAAAAAAACMM/qpuiV4m9rl8/s400/DSC_0006.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679855168901805570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Elli started as a witch, then switched to a man.  No man in particular, just a man.  Funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vgipXxgOD_g/TtLmK9OhqHI/AAAAAAAACMA/OZELxsDXkNk/s1600/DSC_0012.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vgipXxgOD_g/TtLmK9OhqHI/AAAAAAAACMA/OZELxsDXkNk/s400/DSC_0012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679855155976185970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Adam declared this to be the year he stopped trick-or-treating.  So, I declared him the door answerer.  He would switch hats with each ding dong.  Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qk2vqEWSjxE/TtLmKZGs6TI/AAAAAAAACL0/DHuT1MK-xms/s1600/DSC_0020.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qk2vqEWSjxE/TtLmKZGs6TI/AAAAAAAACL0/DHuT1MK-xms/s400/DSC_0020.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679855146279692594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His reward was that he got to keep the leftover candy.  When the girls got home, the trading began.  Everyone was happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-3500253006210118146?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/3500253006210118146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=3500253006210118146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/3500253006210118146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/3500253006210118146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/11/halloween-2011.html' title='Halloween 2011'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-rHejIbONP5M/TtLmL7X4v1I/AAAAAAAACMc/vNHpXAMZtTE/s72-c/DSC_0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-373222953903207592</id><published>2011-11-27T17:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T17:36:21.158-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swollen Sandy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ysCGJHOhFrM/TtLk6e0mO2I/AAAAAAAACLo/6ljyvFXpGT8/s1600/DSC_0001.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ysCGJHOhFrM/TtLk6e0mO2I/AAAAAAAACLo/6ljyvFXpGT8/s400/DSC_0001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679853773424835426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before we could take Sandy to the doggie daycare for our trip, we had to update her shots.  A couple hours after we got home, her face started to swell up.  It was only on one side.  I think she had an allergic reaction to one of the shots.  It was kind of funny, but it went away the next day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-373222953903207592?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/373222953903207592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=373222953903207592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/373222953903207592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/373222953903207592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/11/swollen-sandy.html' title='Swollen Sandy'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-ysCGJHOhFrM/TtLk6e0mO2I/AAAAAAAACLo/6ljyvFXpGT8/s72-c/DSC_0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-8214473478000169188</id><published>2011-10-08T13:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T13:13:58.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amy vs Ribs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BJKpuUWJ6DI/TpCtVexCAzI/AAAAAAAACHg/BVyqyeNMPBY/s1600/DSC_0024.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BJKpuUWJ6DI/TpCtVexCAzI/AAAAAAAACHg/BVyqyeNMPBY/s400/DSC_0024.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661215316152288050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Riley has been experimenting a little this year with the dutch oven.  This time he tried ribs.  The kids love ribs.  Amy dove right in and got sauce everywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8XRHPF3Os/TpCtVHw6-zI/AAAAAAAACHY/kViJhRGRPXc/s1600/DSC_0019.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NA8XRHPF3Os/TpCtVHw6-zI/AAAAAAAACHY/kViJhRGRPXc/s400/DSC_0019.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661215309977811762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amazingly though, she didn't get any on her clothes or in her hair!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mWhAGaeR8cE/TpCtU6DE2QI/AAAAAAAACHQ/xp3dxanWphA/s1600/DSC_0021.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mWhAGaeR8cE/TpCtU6DE2QI/AAAAAAAACHQ/xp3dxanWphA/s400/DSC_0021.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661215306295859458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mmm.  Dad is a good rib cooker!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-8214473478000169188?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/8214473478000169188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=8214473478000169188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/8214473478000169188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/8214473478000169188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/10/amy-vs-ribs.html' title='Amy vs Ribs'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-BJKpuUWJ6DI/TpCtVexCAzI/AAAAAAAACHg/BVyqyeNMPBY/s72-c/DSC_0024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-213320167012170621</id><published>2011-10-08T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T13:02:40.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H9k1_NQB_YA/TpCrNUQPEgI/AAAAAAAACHI/YqktxbAnE2s/s1600/DSC_0011.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H9k1_NQB_YA/TpCrNUQPEgI/AAAAAAAACHI/YqktxbAnE2s/s400/DSC_0011.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661212976868168194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Adam started middle school this year and his bus comes an hour earlier than the elementary bus.  So, I did not remember to take his picture.  But, here are Elli and Amy on the very rainy first day of school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FBr_lxmEmBg/TpCrNPI-5II/AAAAAAAACHA/sKnMP7L9ySM/s1600/DSC_0013.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FBr_lxmEmBg/TpCrNPI-5II/AAAAAAAACHA/sKnMP7L9ySM/s400/DSC_0013.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661212975495570562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Elli is in fourth grade now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ly-LzVMaDS4/TpCrMzC8V_I/AAAAAAAACG4/072iryoXpEA/s1600/DSC_0014.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ly-LzVMaDS4/TpCrMzC8V_I/AAAAAAAACG4/072iryoXpEA/s400/DSC_0014.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661212967954044914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amy started second grade! (this happens to be the same outfit Elli wore on her first day of second grade!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-213320167012170621?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/213320167012170621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=213320167012170621' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/213320167012170621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/213320167012170621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/10/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-H9k1_NQB_YA/TpCrNUQPEgI/AAAAAAAACHI/YqktxbAnE2s/s72-c/DSC_0011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-7675371788979934621</id><published>2011-08-14T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T12:09:33.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boulder Field</title><content type='html'>Adam needed to pass off some requirements for scouts, so we went camping with some family friends.  On the way out of the park, we had to stop at Boulder Field.  It was pretty cool!  This huge field of rocks was left by glaciers that would pick up the rocks as they shifted and then dropped them here over time.  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GHNXE--bMz8/Tkga_VJsLlI/AAAAAAAACF4/sdmQAHDx8Hw/s1600/DSC_0030.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GHNXE--bMz8/Tkga_VJsLlI/AAAAAAAACF4/sdmQAHDx8Hw/s400/DSC_0030.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640788208593415762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids found several pits to duck into.  Think of all the fun pretending!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ngc8S1R3IGE/Tkga_OnyCmI/AAAAAAAACFw/_rztLSfHwAE/s1600/DSC_0033.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ngc8S1R3IGE/Tkga_OnyCmI/AAAAAAAACFw/_rztLSfHwAE/s400/DSC_0033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640788206840580706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Adam ran around the whole field like a squirrel on a wire, while I got dizzy trying to find my balance.  This was not a place for the indecisive foot.  You just have to GO!  I am getting dizzy just thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EKhpW3d6Zz0/Tkga_LZHFuI/AAAAAAAACFo/mXRWL50KCJg/s1600/DSC_0042.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EKhpW3d6Zz0/Tkga_LZHFuI/AAAAAAAACFo/mXRWL50KCJg/s400/DSC_0042.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640788205973739234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-7675371788979934621?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/7675371788979934621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=7675371788979934621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/7675371788979934621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/7675371788979934621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/08/boulder-field.html' title='Boulder Field'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-GHNXE--bMz8/Tkga_VJsLlI/AAAAAAAACF4/sdmQAHDx8Hw/s72-c/DSC_0030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-904518878807056613</id><published>2011-07-17T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T12:59:40.658-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adam'/><title type='text'>Our Favorite Eleven Year Old</title><content type='html'>Adam is eleven now!  His birthday was Saturday and he had his friend, Thomas, over for the day.  We took them to the river with some of our friends, then Riley took the boys out to get Adam's favorite burger, the Jay Hawk, from the Burgery Company.  Look at that face.  Can my baby really be 11?&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aH0JhxbaCRM/TiM7KoUcqDI/AAAAAAAACFg/rMpz0y7Ydx8/s1600/DSC_0019.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aH0JhxbaCRM/TiM7KoUcqDI/AAAAAAAACFg/rMpz0y7Ydx8/s400/DSC_0019.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630409012951164978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The only thing he wanted was this remote control airplane.  Easy for me!  No party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tOIBRkrEPrQ/TiM7KoNRRZI/AAAAAAAACFY/_7ZnBpY1YPQ/s1600/DSC_0026.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tOIBRkrEPrQ/TiM7KoNRRZI/AAAAAAAACFY/_7ZnBpY1YPQ/s400/DSC_0026.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630409012921058706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I talked him into this cake.  I just wanted to make it.  Wish the ship part was longer.  Hope he liked it.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HaPpY bIrThDaY aDaM!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kPNz4WvKOJ8/TiM7KNRPGqI/AAAAAAAACFQ/U7tQB0F64S4/s1600/DSC_0025.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kPNz4WvKOJ8/TiM7KNRPGqI/AAAAAAAACFQ/U7tQB0F64S4/s400/DSC_0025.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630409005689936546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-904518878807056613?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/904518878807056613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=904518878807056613' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/904518878807056613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/904518878807056613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/07/our-favorite-eleven-year-old.html' title='Our Favorite Eleven Year Old'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-aH0JhxbaCRM/TiM7KoUcqDI/AAAAAAAACFg/rMpz0y7Ydx8/s72-c/DSC_0019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-6873038038556191381</id><published>2011-07-17T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T12:39:11.638-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adam'/><title type='text'>Adam at the River</title><content type='html'>It has been a whole year since we have come to the river spot.  It is such a cool, quiet place to let the kids play.  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UZmdpooQ5go/TiM5TsQUytI/AAAAAAAACFI/xXkc-1hdhKU/s1600/DSC_0014.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UZmdpooQ5go/TiM5TsQUytI/AAAAAAAACFI/xXkc-1hdhKU/s400/DSC_0014.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630406969603181266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You can head up stream a ways and build a dam or spend hours skipping rocks.  Adam is pretty good at skipping now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l_tktvVxY4s/TiM5TfKc7tI/AAAAAAAACFA/QYzlklsVBak/s1600/DSC_0013.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l_tktvVxY4s/TiM5TfKc7tI/AAAAAAAACFA/QYzlklsVBak/s400/DSC_0013.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630406966088888018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He didn't know I was taking his picture.  I think he had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yeV1N4oMYko/TiM5TFzacFI/AAAAAAAACE4/LzKFUEdNNns/s1600/DSC_0012.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 289px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yeV1N4oMYko/TiM5TFzacFI/AAAAAAAACE4/LzKFUEdNNns/s400/DSC_0012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630406959281369170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-6873038038556191381?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/6873038038556191381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=6873038038556191381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/6873038038556191381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/6873038038556191381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/07/adam-at-river.html' title='Adam at the River'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-UZmdpooQ5go/TiM5TsQUytI/AAAAAAAACFI/xXkc-1hdhKU/s72-c/DSC_0014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-7757242908247710469</id><published>2011-07-17T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T12:32:17.692-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elli'/><title type='text'>Elli at the River</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eT0a3-YJlq4/TiM34ZDzmpI/AAAAAAAACEw/1d47Mx21nm8/s1600/DSC_0001.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eT0a3-YJlq4/TiM34ZDzmpI/AAAAAAAACEw/1d47Mx21nm8/s400/DSC_0001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630405401082305170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The water was cold!  Elli took one big plop up to her neck and it took her breath away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hyYvq5omgDk/TiM34IHKsFI/AAAAAAAACEo/x82TZD3F-bU/s1600/DSC_0016.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hyYvq5omgDk/TiM34IHKsFI/AAAAAAAACEo/x82TZD3F-bU/s400/DSC_0016.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630405396532998226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Summer's sun kiss has turned her hair golden and her skin brown.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-7757242908247710469?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/7757242908247710469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=7757242908247710469' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/7757242908247710469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/7757242908247710469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/07/elli-at-river.html' title='Elli at the River'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-eT0a3-YJlq4/TiM34ZDzmpI/AAAAAAAACEw/1d47Mx21nm8/s72-c/DSC_0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-4178425983767727792</id><published>2011-07-17T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T12:26:45.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amy at the River</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e6Nir2xmAUg/TiMrjUV-3bI/AAAAAAAACEg/CQP7LiOvsP8/s1600/DSC_0007.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 244px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e6Nir2xmAUg/TiMrjUV-3bI/AAAAAAAACEg/CQP7LiOvsP8/s400/DSC_0007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630391844899577266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last year, Amy's favorite thing was to float down on her fish innertube.  This year it had a hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eVIXuXdqqv4/TiMrjHN_NDI/AAAAAAAACEY/qbx70m9l_AE/s1600/DSC_0008.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eVIXuXdqqv4/TiMrjHN_NDI/AAAAAAAACEY/qbx70m9l_AE/s400/DSC_0008.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630391841376384050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had some old noodles and they worked OK.  Not as fun as the tube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D0vNumWFZHA/TiMriztUa9I/AAAAAAAACEQ/0Gnb8vnoU7k/s1600/DSC_0010.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D0vNumWFZHA/TiMriztUa9I/AAAAAAAACEQ/0Gnb8vnoU7k/s400/DSC_0010.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630391836139088850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brrr!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-4178425983767727792?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/4178425983767727792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=4178425983767727792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/4178425983767727792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/4178425983767727792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/07/amy-at-river.html' title='Amy at the River'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-e6Nir2xmAUg/TiMrjUV-3bI/AAAAAAAACEg/CQP7LiOvsP8/s72-c/DSC_0007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-6961483254112629367</id><published>2011-07-13T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T11:41:01.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fireworks!!</title><content type='html'>We didn't go to a parade for the Fourth, but we were invited to some pretty neat fireworks!  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fIY5LQiZLHk/Th3kYC0Gj1I/AAAAAAAACEI/nXxnnR1wlfg/s1600/DSC_0012.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fIY5LQiZLHk/Th3kYC0Gj1I/AAAAAAAACEI/nXxnnR1wlfg/s400/DSC_0012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628906211006386002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's so hard to wait until the sky is dark enough.  The park broadcast a little program where the fireworks matched the songs.  The songs were not particularly patriotic, but classic American songs.  It was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zD7VTklxT74/Th3kX6E17KI/AAAAAAAACEA/Vcj5YXLxwq4/s1600/DSC_0015.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zD7VTklxT74/Th3kX6E17KI/AAAAAAAACEA/Vcj5YXLxwq4/s400/DSC_0015.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628906208660679842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As soon as they start, the kids get quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KQDov5-c_wk/Th3kXgQlDuI/AAAAAAAACD4/UW7wkJRPh-4/s1600/DSC_0017.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KQDov5-c_wk/Th3kXgQlDuI/AAAAAAAACD4/UW7wkJRPh-4/s400/DSC_0017.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628906201730584290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then after a while, they start to play again.  Elli hooked together glow bracelets and thought they were pretty neat spinning together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wDLJsHiHi1Y/Th3kXCnJ_jI/AAAAAAAACDw/2Fevl10tWZM/s1600/DSC_0021.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wDLJsHiHi1Y/Th3kXCnJ_jI/AAAAAAAACDw/2Fevl10tWZM/s400/DSC_0021.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628906193772215858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thought traffic was going to be bad, but Christina lead us to a secret location and we were home in no time.  I can't believe it's the middle of July already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-6961483254112629367?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/6961483254112629367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=6961483254112629367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/6961483254112629367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/6961483254112629367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/07/fireworks.html' title='Fireworks!!'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-fIY5LQiZLHk/Th3kYC0Gj1I/AAAAAAAACEI/nXxnnR1wlfg/s72-c/DSC_0012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-8451058849034139282</id><published>2011-07-13T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T11:27:43.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DC Temple Trip</title><content type='html'>We could take one whole day and go to DC for a quick trip to the temple, but it is much funner and more enjoyable to stay overnight and do some sightseeing along the way.  We try to go every so often and this time we went with the Willardsons.  That way they can go while we watch Nash and we can go while they watch our kids.  I think we got the easy shift; the night shift.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tz8F84WWkfY/Th3g_3b0vmI/AAAAAAAACDo/XoRPR_SiK18/s1600/DSC_0005.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tz8F84WWkfY/Th3g_3b0vmI/AAAAAAAACDo/XoRPR_SiK18/s400/DSC_0005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628902497100021346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Riley and I went early the next morning which gave us the afternoon to walk around.  I wanted to go to the Holocaust Museum which is close to the mall.  The main part was sold out of tickets, so we went through the kids section and got lunch.  Maybe another time.  I've heard it's really neat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r1rjml7XfxU/Th3g_mCTkSI/AAAAAAAACDg/E9iYfWpjXqM/s1600/DSC_0007.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r1rjml7XfxU/Th3g_mCTkSI/AAAAAAAACDg/E9iYfWpjXqM/s400/DSC_0007.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628902492429586722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we took the metro and walked through Arlington Cemetery.  Riley was so happy.  Here we are at the top of a hill where one of the Generals had his house.  Right before Christina took the picture, a very slow man walked right between us.  She was even counting loudly, "ONE, TWO...", but he just walked right on by.  We finally got a photo of Adam smiling!  It was pretty funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--wIlvqvyGFY/Th3g_ViULKI/AAAAAAAACDY/iik9KRbMgnY/s1600/DSC_0011.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--wIlvqvyGFY/Th3g_ViULKI/AAAAAAAACDY/iik9KRbMgnY/s400/DSC_0011.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628902488000441506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-8451058849034139282?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/8451058849034139282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=8451058849034139282' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/8451058849034139282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/8451058849034139282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/07/dc-temple-trip.html' title='DC Temple Trip'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-tz8F84WWkfY/Th3g_3b0vmI/AAAAAAAACDo/XoRPR_SiK18/s72-c/DSC_0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-3367003380571657078</id><published>2011-07-10T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T14:12:07.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Annual Kutztown Ward Campout</title><content type='html'>Last year a few families from the ward, including ours, camped at French Creek Park and saw these large group camp sites.  Riley thought one would be perfect for a ward campout.  He has been dreaming of one ever since and so was put in charge of organizing it.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y9ILs21eUu8/ThoRlPRXq1I/AAAAAAAACDQ/_s4tayoluGM/s1600/DSC_0046.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y9ILs21eUu8/ThoRlPRXq1I/AAAAAAAACDQ/_s4tayoluGM/s400/DSC_0046.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627830015805074258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was a good turn out for the first year!  The weather was nice, there was plenty of room for frisbee and catch, and of course the fire was the favorite spot of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wvhx0URBVzo/ThoRk8OnKTI/AAAAAAAACDI/H_5SYf5SQ1M/s1600/DSC_0021.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wvhx0URBVzo/ThoRk8OnKTI/AAAAAAAACDI/H_5SYf5SQ1M/s400/DSC_0021.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627830010693232946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm not used to camping, but Riley assured me that all you do is sit around the fire chatting and getting meals ready while the kids get dirty and run around.  That is what we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uHAJUzdQQC8/ThoRktc9-iI/AAAAAAAACDA/vRPbAAWzywk/s1600/DSC_0029.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uHAJUzdQQC8/ThoRktc9-iI/AAAAAAAACDA/vRPbAAWzywk/s400/DSC_0029.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627830006726916642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We broke out the mallows after an early dinner and everyone had their own roasting styles.  Christina was pretty serious and must have liked the charred kind.  I like a light golden, bubbly brown all around, then I lift off the crisp outer layer to reveal the gooey middle.  Mmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UbtFhrEOCI8/ThoRkVK8EcI/AAAAAAAACC4/jk-wJWUtyfY/s1600/DSC_0032.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UbtFhrEOCI8/ThoRkVK8EcI/AAAAAAAACC4/jk-wJWUtyfY/s400/DSC_0032.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627830000208843202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kids liked the fire too.  We all went to sleep smelling like smoke and rubbing our full bellies.  I don't know how many smores my kids had.  I lost count after 3.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-3367003380571657078?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/3367003380571657078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=3367003380571657078' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/3367003380571657078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/3367003380571657078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/07/first-annual-kutztown-ward-campout.html' title='First Annual Kutztown Ward Campout'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-Y9ILs21eUu8/ThoRlPRXq1I/AAAAAAAACDQ/_s4tayoluGM/s72-c/DSC_0046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-7414262601112234410</id><published>2011-07-10T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T13:51:56.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Campout Morning</title><content type='html'>No one needs an alarm clock!  The kids were up with the sun and ready for another day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E2_2UcvQgrc/ThoPF8WeRwI/AAAAAAAACCw/q_WFydAlUbg/s1600/DSC_0054.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E2_2UcvQgrc/ThoPF8WeRwI/AAAAAAAACCw/q_WFydAlUbg/s400/DSC_0054.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627827279127004930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amy found a rolly polly while the old guys made breakfast; hashbrowns, eggs, bacon and juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xN-DGfApwIk/ThoPFoCYEdI/AAAAAAAACCo/RgeLFFpN4Ps/s1600/DSC_0041.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xN-DGfApwIk/ThoPFoCYEdI/AAAAAAAACCo/RgeLFFpN4Ps/s400/DSC_0041.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627827273674002898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AxNadPfK5a8/ThoPFQ98h1I/AAAAAAAACCg/7cqsxYj834g/s1600/DSC_0050.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AxNadPfK5a8/ThoPFQ98h1I/AAAAAAAACCg/7cqsxYj834g/s400/DSC_0050.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627827267481405266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Come and get it!  I think everyone had a pretty good time.  I got part of the credit for putting it together, but really it was all Riley.  Way to go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-7414262601112234410?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/7414262601112234410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=7414262601112234410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/7414262601112234410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/7414262601112234410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/07/campout-morning.html' title='Campout Morning'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-E2_2UcvQgrc/ThoPF8WeRwI/AAAAAAAACCw/q_WFydAlUbg/s72-c/DSC_0054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-3092275621151169813</id><published>2011-07-05T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T12:39:09.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arrow of Light</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Several weeks ago, we attended the Arrow of Light ceremony for scouts.  Adam has accomplished all of his requirements to advance.  (I'm not sure all the levels and terminology)  Here he is at the sacred bridge crossing symbolizing his crossing over from Webelos to Boy Scout.  That's Brother John guiding him across and Bishop Witmer at the end to receive him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EhVqe4zIAj8/ThNB8ReGG6I/AAAAAAAACCY/cm4heMmx6Mo/s1600/DSC_0064.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EhVqe4zIAj8/ThNB8ReGG6I/AAAAAAAACCY/cm4heMmx6Mo/s400/DSC_0064.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625912863253470114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The evening couldn't be complete without a delicious cake made by Sister Moulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RUlnz4YtYvQ/ThNB75fDvzI/AAAAAAAACCQ/3Qp5B0eXnDw/s1600/DSC_0067.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RUlnz4YtYvQ/ThNB75fDvzI/AAAAAAAACCQ/3Qp5B0eXnDw/s400/DSC_0067.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625912856815058738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thomas and Adam celebrating their achievements.  Jacob was out of town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N9CaQ1HIARQ/ThNB7RoAsnI/AAAAAAAACCI/CjhhGfRxX5s/s1600/DSC_0069.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N9CaQ1HIARQ/ThNB7RoAsnI/AAAAAAAACCI/CjhhGfRxX5s/s400/DSC_0069.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625912846115189362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the proud parents.  Way to go, Adam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UqT52RprrhQ/ThNB6qIMFkI/AAAAAAAACCA/HeZaPy5G71s/s1600/DSC_0066.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UqT52RprrhQ/ThNB6qIMFkI/AAAAAAAACCA/HeZaPy5G71s/s400/DSC_0066.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625912835512735298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-3092275621151169813?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/3092275621151169813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=3092275621151169813' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/3092275621151169813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/3092275621151169813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/07/arrow-of-light.html' title='Arrow of Light'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-EhVqe4zIAj8/ThNB8ReGG6I/AAAAAAAACCY/cm4heMmx6Mo/s72-c/DSC_0064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-1925442793535749497</id><published>2011-07-05T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T09:52:03.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taylor and Amy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H_rW5eqxBvQ/ThM_2Rr_hlI/AAAAAAAACB4/66_IIyE23Tk/s1600/DSC_0001.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H_rW5eqxBvQ/ThM_2Rr_hlI/AAAAAAAACB4/66_IIyE23Tk/s400/DSC_0001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625910561209288274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amy's fun friend from church, Taylor, had to move away this June.  They have been in the same primary class since we moved in and love to play together.  It was hard to see her family move away.  Each Sunday before primary, Amy would cry and beg me not to make her go to class.  She said she couldn't look at Taylor without thinking about her moving.  Luckily we made it through.  Good luck in Texas, Taylor!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-1925442793535749497?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/1925442793535749497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=1925442793535749497' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/1925442793535749497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/1925442793535749497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/07/taylor-and-amy.html' title='Taylor and Amy'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-H_rW5eqxBvQ/ThM_2Rr_hlI/AAAAAAAACB4/66_IIyE23Tk/s72-c/DSC_0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-8640043780235606923</id><published>2011-06-19T17:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T17:46:30.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swim Team</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Elli wanted to try the swim team this year.  She loves to swim and wanted more than one week of lessons this summer.  She said she would rather swim than walk, which doesn't make sense to me.  Swimming totally wears me out!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0z9dTzD5X48/Tf6VSqrFWLI/AAAAAAAACBo/FSltXdFv8C0/s1600/DSC_0014.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0z9dTzD5X48/Tf6VSqrFWLI/AAAAAAAACBo/FSltXdFv8C0/s400/DSC_0014.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620093532930136242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thursday was her first meet.  She had 3 races and said the backstroke was her favorite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QANN6HOPEEA/Tf6VSR7DE0I/AAAAAAAACBg/Fy6btgs3tu4/s1600/DSC_0018.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QANN6HOPEEA/Tf6VSR7DE0I/AAAAAAAACBg/Fy6btgs3tu4/s400/DSC_0018.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620093526286209858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think it's because she gets to start in the water rather than dive from the block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EvuWRd86Qdg/Tf6VSBQaTSI/AAAAAAAACBY/moiSFCta6lU/s1600/DSC_0019.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EvuWRd86Qdg/Tf6VSBQaTSI/AAAAAAAACBY/moiSFCta6lU/s400/DSC_0019.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620093521812409634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She did so well!  I was surprised and proud.  She didn't seem nervous at all and can't wait to practice each day.  She must get it from Riley.  I am not comfortable in the water at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L7VPhOW6_7Y/Tf6VRtARwMI/AAAAAAAACBQ/M8TXJ4cuUkM/s1600/DSC_0020.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L7VPhOW6_7Y/Tf6VRtARwMI/AAAAAAAACBQ/M8TXJ4cuUkM/s400/DSC_0020.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620093516376031426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-8640043780235606923?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/8640043780235606923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=8640043780235606923' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/8640043780235606923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/8640043780235606923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/06/swim-team.html' title='Swim Team'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-0z9dTzD5X48/Tf6VSqrFWLI/AAAAAAAACBo/FSltXdFv8C0/s72-c/DSC_0014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-776400852913519118</id><published>2011-06-14T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T11:58:40.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emmaus Parade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LWpkTVqu4wA/TferalAn2fI/AAAAAAAACBI/GEIX3xXK1uw/s1600/DSC_0042.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LWpkTVqu4wA/TferalAn2fI/AAAAAAAACBI/GEIX3xXK1uw/s400/DSC_0042.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618147533267655154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Our friend Christina  (between Elli and Amy), invited us to the Emmaus parade.  The girls were excited because last year, candy was thrown at them from the floats.  This year, the parade lasted for a total of 2 minutes I think.  Seriously 2 minutes.  There was a small band from the highschool and some scouts and old people and that was it.  Not sure if it was the same parade as last time or not.  A bunch of them tried to catch another parade in Macungie at 10:00, but we had some errands to do in Emmaus and I didn't want to hop back and forth.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;o w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;e...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9ZhfwOtYQB4/TferaBc3i4I/AAAAAAAACBA/17rBDbX15kE/s1600/DSC_0043.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9ZhfwOtYQB4/TferaBc3i4I/AAAAAAAACBA/17rBDbX15kE/s400/DSC_0043.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618147523722447746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-776400852913519118?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/776400852913519118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=776400852913519118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/776400852913519118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/776400852913519118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/06/emmaus-parade.html' title='Emmaus Parade'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-LWpkTVqu4wA/TferalAn2fI/AAAAAAAACBI/GEIX3xXK1uw/s72-c/DSC_0042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-3926078070742776751</id><published>2011-06-14T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T11:57:42.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Went to the Park Instead!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZcPpxNSW1ww/TfeqNd8fVuI/AAAAAAAACA4/8NXyo3P1DrU/s1600/DSC_0051.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZcPpxNSW1ww/TfeqNd8fVuI/AAAAAAAACA4/8NXyo3P1DrU/s400/DSC_0051.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618146208521344738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Adam was having a total blast, as you can tell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BEVPJx5oGAQ/TfeqNHR7EOI/AAAAAAAACAw/SkzfUl1gAVE/s1600/DSC_0049.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BEVPJx5oGAQ/TfeqNHR7EOI/AAAAAAAACAw/SkzfUl1gAVE/s400/DSC_0049.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618146202437226722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Elli has been asking to go to this park for a while.  It has a very squeaky merry-go-round that she likes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PmxMA-BE_ZY/TfeqM0NOKRI/AAAAAAAACAo/u9oj4kvGK1I/s1600/DSC_0052.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PmxMA-BE_ZY/TfeqM0NOKRI/AAAAAAAACAo/u9oj4kvGK1I/s400/DSC_0052.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618146197317232914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amy is the monkey bar queen at school, but was recovering from related blisters, so decided to swing, too.  Thanks for getting us out of the house, Christina!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-3926078070742776751?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/3926078070742776751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=3926078070742776751' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/3926078070742776751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/3926078070742776751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/06/went-to-park-instead.html' title='Went to the Park Instead!'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-ZcPpxNSW1ww/TfeqNd8fVuI/AAAAAAAACA4/8NXyo3P1DrU/s72-c/DSC_0051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-7007683916477437307</id><published>2011-06-14T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T11:31:43.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair Cut</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X_2Lk__08v4/Tfen6Tn5joI/AAAAAAAACAg/8fEb0xpFqG0/s1600/Photo%2B1488.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X_2Lk__08v4/Tfen6Tn5joI/AAAAAAAACAg/8fEb0xpFqG0/s400/Photo%2B1488.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618143680309857922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Someone around here needed a haircut.  He actually wants me to pay him to cut his hair.  So, I got mine cut instead.  Now we almost match!  I am not quite sure what I have done.  That's all I will say about that right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-7007683916477437307?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/7007683916477437307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=7007683916477437307' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/7007683916477437307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/7007683916477437307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/06/hair-cut.html' title='Hair Cut'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-X_2Lk__08v4/Tfen6Tn5joI/AAAAAAAACAg/8fEb0xpFqG0/s72-c/Photo%2B1488.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-1887965212599725421</id><published>2011-06-12T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T12:44:18.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pennsylvania's Rolling Hills and Shaggy Buffalo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YkV3Grz38sU/TfUUD8vATPI/AAAAAAAACAU/AqXNUWMMHj0/s1600/DSC_0035.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YkV3Grz38sU/TfUUD8vATPI/AAAAAAAACAU/AqXNUWMMHj0/s400/DSC_0035.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617418168290004210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Riley runs on a trail up in these hills and wanted to show us what he found.  This green country is everywhere out here and part of why we love Pennsylvania.  Imagine this in the Fall!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yVhkKu_jFM4/TfUUDO5znuI/AAAAAAAACAM/SvtKwc_LduM/s1600/DSC_0015.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yVhkKu_jFM4/TfUUDO5znuI/AAAAAAAACAM/SvtKwc_LduM/s400/DSC_0015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617418155987279586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;We started out on the trail in search of some buffalo herd that is protected 'round these parts.  It was up and down and we almost lost Elli.  She just didn't think she could make up one more hill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nWBRWofLS20/TfUUC4TM3QI/AAAAAAAACAE/TMWi5DCXc_Y/s1600/DSC_0019.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nWBRWofLS20/TfUUC4TM3QI/AAAAAAAACAE/TMWi5DCXc_Y/s400/DSC_0019.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617418149919776002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We finally found them and they were large!  Of course as soon as we get to the top of the hill, the herd headed down to the bottom.  Elli's grumbling probably scared them.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jf64DG5rLIU/TfUUCmrjYAI/AAAAAAAAB_8/Lnbcxg_ryNE/s1600/DSC_0034.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jf64DG5rLIU/TfUUCmrjYAI/AAAAAAAAB_8/Lnbcxg_ryNE/s400/DSC_0034.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617418145190076418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;After catching our breath, the girls were ready for a photo.  It was a nice trail and we got to bring home some momentos.  We pulled off at least 20 ticks from Sandy and are still finding big fat swollen ones in her fur.  G-ross!  &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/12723233-1887965212599725421?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/1887965212599725421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=1887965212599725421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/1887965212599725421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/1887965212599725421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/06/pennsylvanias-rolling-hills-and-shaggy.html' title='Pennsylvania&apos;s Rolling Hills and Shaggy Buffalo'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-YkV3Grz38sU/TfUUD8vATPI/AAAAAAAACAU/AqXNUWMMHj0/s72-c/DSC_0035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-2587402418053338780</id><published>2011-05-22T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T17:13:46.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May Birthday Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o7xt-CLe4YQ/Tdmk_JWT1nI/AAAAAAAAB-A/2cemkAn236U/s1600/DSC_0027.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o7xt-CLe4YQ/Tdmk_JWT1nI/AAAAAAAAB-A/2cemkAn236U/s400/DSC_0027.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609696215614871154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is a big month around our house.  Elli's birthday, Mother's day, and my birthday, too.  I honestly couldn't remember how old I was turning.  I thought it was 31.  Not so.  Not so.  Anyways, Erin sent me this cute sash and it gave new life to an old skirt and sweater I had.  Love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W4RlQiQaaDk/Tdmk-7MGA2I/AAAAAAAAB94/mxKuzIOjOAM/s1600/DSC_0033.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W4RlQiQaaDk/Tdmk-7MGA2I/AAAAAAAAB94/mxKuzIOjOAM/s400/DSC_0033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609696211813925730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I also got some spending cash, flowers, a book Riley saw me gawking at, and a sweet scalloped table top!  I made out pretty well!  Yummy dinner with good friends and a break in the rain for some sun to shine through to go with it.  Thanks everyone!  It was a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-2587402418053338780?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/2587402418053338780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=2587402418053338780' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/2587402418053338780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/2587402418053338780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/05/may-birthday-girls.html' title='May Birthday Girls'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-o7xt-CLe4YQ/Tdmk_JWT1nI/AAAAAAAAB-A/2cemkAn236U/s72-c/DSC_0027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-8618803489754020862</id><published>2011-05-22T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T17:04:06.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Copy Cat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y3phghBwz3s/Tdmgy0_Iv5I/AAAAAAAAB9w/83yf5orK-Gg/s1600/051611_outdoor_living_outfit2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 137px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y3phghBwz3s/Tdmgy0_Iv5I/AAAAAAAAB9w/83yf5orK-Gg/s200/051611_outdoor_living_outfit2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609691605944024978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 119px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_NjXQBl0ZY/TdmgyijNatI/AAAAAAAAB9o/1o_syLuXitQ/s200/DSC_0024.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609691600995052242" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I wore for my birthday day.  I had my eye on this skirt for a while and then it went on sale just in time for me to order it for my birthday.  It came in the mail right as I was getting out of the shower.  Amy brought it up to my room and I just couldn't take it off.  We had a baptism that afternoon and dinner plans that night, so I decided to wear it the whole day!  I totally copied the website.  Not original at ALL, but I love it and am not ashamed to say it!  I just need to find some white keds to complete the picture.  It really was comfortable though.  I may wear skirts more often. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-8618803489754020862?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/8618803489754020862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=8618803489754020862' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/8618803489754020862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/8618803489754020862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/05/copy-cat.html' title='Copy Cat'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-y3phghBwz3s/Tdmgy0_Iv5I/AAAAAAAAB9w/83yf5orK-Gg/s72-c/051611_outdoor_living_outfit2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-8862950172453845377</id><published>2011-05-22T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T16:34:35.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nine on the Ninth!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5DTqWwWOIxw/TdmcGk5fydI/AAAAAAAAB9A/LtltAc-rIRM/s1600/DSC_0010.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5DTqWwWOIxw/TdmcGk5fydI/AAAAAAAAB9A/LtltAc-rIRM/s320/DSC_0010.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609686447664646610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Elli turned 9 on May 9th this year and noticed that that only happens once.  She could have had a party or a big family present and she opted for her own Nintendo DS.  I tried to surprise her, but she knew.  She wanted to make these hamburgers and fries for her birthday instead of a cake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B3XtTHYc-RA/TdmcF8MWpSI/AAAAAAAAB84/O5lVaa8qh0M/s1600/DSC_0015.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B3XtTHYc-RA/TdmcF8MWpSI/AAAAAAAAB84/O5lVaa8qh0M/s320/DSC_0015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609686436737885474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I baked them and she did most of the decorating herself.  She did a great job! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3iIndTwl7tk/TdmcEGN2kwI/AAAAAAAAB8w/bK619uV3dQ0/s1600/DSC_0017.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3iIndTwl7tk/TdmcEGN2kwI/AAAAAAAAB8w/bK619uV3dQ0/s320/DSC_0017.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609686405068788482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_K4vfCDi6iI/TdmcDgVVYbI/AAAAAAAAB8o/XFmQXwgCONE/s1600/DSC_0019.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_K4vfCDi6iI/TdmcDgVVYbI/AAAAAAAAB8o/XFmQXwgCONE/s320/DSC_0019.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609686394899620274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here is the chef herself in her new birthday apron from Grandma O.  Happy Birthday Elli!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-8862950172453845377?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/8862950172453845377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=8862950172453845377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/8862950172453845377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/8862950172453845377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/05/nine-on-ninth.html' title='Nine on the Ninth!'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-5DTqWwWOIxw/TdmcGk5fydI/AAAAAAAAB9A/LtltAc-rIRM/s72-c/DSC_0010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-4573076345337857713</id><published>2011-04-24T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T17:27:58.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Line Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_UTozi7H-Cg/TbSroCVbbCI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/TlOa00ElLx0/s1600/DSC_0033.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_UTozi7H-Cg/TbSroCVbbCI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/TlOa00ElLx0/s320/DSC_0033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599288941038234658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Easter pictures in front of the piano never disappoint.  Adam annoyed, Elli crying, and Amy chipper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nrauwZNZXjI/TbSrnqzA6OI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/oKjzBCVyanw/s1600/DSC_0044.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nrauwZNZXjI/TbSrnqzA6OI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/oKjzBCVyanw/s320/DSC_0044.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599288934719875298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After dinner was all cleaned up, the girls got to color a few more eggs.  They already decorated the really bright ones at the neighbors house the night before.  Adam didn't want to do any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4NI0kWqd6nY/TbSrnRF33rI/AAAAAAAAB7I/D-AB6Vh6EQc/s1600/DSC_0042.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4NI0kWqd6nY/TbSrnRF33rI/AAAAAAAAB7I/D-AB6Vh6EQc/s320/DSC_0042.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599288927819652786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Easter!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-4573076345337857713?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/4573076345337857713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=4573076345337857713' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/4573076345337857713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/4573076345337857713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-line-up.html' title='Easter Line Up'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-_UTozi7H-Cg/TbSroCVbbCI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/TlOa00ElLx0/s72-c/DSC_0033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-8505630720070031530</id><published>2011-04-03T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T14:44:16.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Pinewood Derby</title><content type='html'>This was Adam's last chance to race in the Pinewood Derby before he becomes a boy scout.  He has had some bad luck in the past but was confident in his design this year.  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wCVQT8lSDcE/TZjnnEHH8dI/AAAAAAAAB7A/axzr2WdUHdM/s1600/DSC_0014.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wCVQT8lSDcE/TZjnnEHH8dI/AAAAAAAAB7A/axzr2WdUHdM/s320/DSC_0014.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591473595685007826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here he is setting his car in the line-up.  Then they run to the finish line and watch as the cars are released.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1-1eWQPpbEc/TZjnmyNiziI/AAAAAAAAB64/k7EJSOgCwrc/s1600/DSC_0020.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1-1eWQPpbEc/TZjnmyNiziI/AAAAAAAAB64/k7EJSOgCwrc/s320/DSC_0020.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591473590880095778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here they come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uL6XGr-9qoE/TZjnmmPW1pI/AAAAAAAAB6w/hf9JKs6YFTg/s1600/DSC_0021.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uL6XGr-9qoE/TZjnmmPW1pI/AAAAAAAAB6w/hf9JKs6YFTg/s320/DSC_0021.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591473587666474642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Grf_WBL6a08/TZjnmdmmYcI/AAAAAAAAB6o/tjxjHHfsfg4/s1600/DSC_0022.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Grf_WBL6a08/TZjnmdmmYcI/AAAAAAAAB6o/tjxjHHfsfg4/s320/DSC_0022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591473585348043202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He worked hard on his car and took first place this year!  Way to go, Adam!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-8505630720070031530?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/8505630720070031530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=8505630720070031530' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/8505630720070031530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/8505630720070031530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/04/final-pinewood-derby.html' title='Final Pinewood Derby'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-wCVQT8lSDcE/TZjnnEHH8dI/AAAAAAAAB7A/axzr2WdUHdM/s72-c/DSC_0014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-3565054785040682535</id><published>2011-03-18T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T06:43:06.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Annual Girls Getaway - Southern Style</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is March again and instead of basketball, I think of my fun friends from North Carolina!  It is our time to plan a long weekend together and catch up on what's been going on the last year.  We decided to try somewhere warmer this year.  We ALL decided to, not just me.  I didn't even suggest it.  I was all ready to go to NYC again, but I guess my murmurings from the past were too much to think about.  We chose Savannah, Georgia!  And it WAS warmer and more comfortable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CueBogn1cu4/TYNc1O-vaVI/AAAAAAAAB38/gk8gWuLIqI8/s1600/DSC02859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CueBogn1cu4/TYNc1O-vaVI/AAAAAAAAB38/gk8gWuLIqI8/s320/DSC02859.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585410032493619538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our first stop was Columbia, South Carolina.  We feel better if we start out our trips with a temple session.  It was a small, beautiful temple and it's always good to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FNX6TDCU2gY/TYNc01X85_I/AAAAAAAAB30/_Eft7om0pTk/s1600/DSC02861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FNX6TDCU2gY/TYNc01X85_I/AAAAAAAAB30/_Eft7om0pTk/s320/DSC02861.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585410025620039666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we get to think about food.  The last two trips have largely been centered around food.  Luckily all four of us appreciate food the same way and look forward to the next meal.  I should have noted the names of the restaurants better.  This was a little cafe with tiny desserts.  I had 3 small truffles for a large price.  They were extra special truffles though and served on a special little plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Amw6cLMpyM4/TYNc0lbiORI/AAAAAAAAB3s/pKAv38RiWIk/s1600/DSC02862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Amw6cLMpyM4/TYNc0lbiORI/AAAAAAAAB3s/pKAv38RiWIk/s320/DSC02862.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585410021340100882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was the breakfast cafe we went to twice.  Mmm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x1_6qHvOStE/TYNc0aBDA0I/AAAAAAAAB3k/cq2vgUYx9Yw/s1600/DSC02880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x1_6qHvOStE/TYNc0aBDA0I/AAAAAAAAB3k/cq2vgUYx9Yw/s320/DSC02880.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585410018276213570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our last dinner was at the Melting Pot.  I had never been.  I think the dessert course was my favorite.  My pants will tell a different story.  We also ate at The Old Pink House one night where I tasted duck for the first time.  I am all about duck now.  Oh, mommy!  It was delicately crunchy on the outside, yet juice and tender on the inside.  Wonder if I should even attempt to duplicate it.  (If you guys remember the names of the restaurants, let me know.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-3565054785040682535?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/3565054785040682535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=3565054785040682535' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/3565054785040682535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/3565054785040682535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/03/annual-girls-getaway-southern-style.html' title='Annual Girls Getaway - Southern Style'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-CueBogn1cu4/TYNc1O-vaVI/AAAAAAAAB38/gk8gWuLIqI8/s72-c/DSC02859.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-7834090735222823665</id><published>2011-03-18T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T06:19:13.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spa Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yMf-bqweIg4/TYNZcplEiCI/AAAAAAAAB3c/I-saUwPiMt4/s1600/DSC02864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yMf-bqweIg4/TYNZcplEiCI/AAAAAAAAB3c/I-saUwPiMt4/s320/DSC02864.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585406311602096162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everything was in walking distance from our hotel.  We passed through these beautiful parks along the way.  Each park took up a square block and all the surrounding houses faced in toward the park.  After Riley and I live and work on our farm, I'd love to buy a home right here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--8qMZOOHBKI/TYNZceHF_rI/AAAAAAAAB3U/lgLNFNB73xs/s1600/DSC02865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--8qMZOOHBKI/TYNZceHF_rI/AAAAAAAAB3U/lgLNFNB73xs/s320/DSC02865.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585406308523572914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, we made our way to the the spa.  After various massages and facials, we each got a pedicure, two at a time up on raised thrones.  I felt rather silly for paying so much for a pedicure, so I unabashedly helped myself to the mini cupcakes and fancy chocolates they offered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cQKznHh9e1c/TYNZcLuLlDI/AAAAAAAAB3M/zd1Fn6VmH10/s1600/DSC02866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cQKznHh9e1c/TYNZcLuLlDI/AAAAAAAAB3M/zd1Fn6VmH10/s320/DSC02866.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585406303587243058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lenette and Heather got red toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o-X9vWAiYvg/TYNZb29odhI/AAAAAAAAB3E/fYpor1c5Xsw/s1600/DSC02867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o-X9vWAiYvg/TYNZb29odhI/AAAAAAAAB3E/fYpor1c5Xsw/s320/DSC02867.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585406298014905874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Debbie got pink and I got the white tips.  My girls at home laughed when they saw how tiny my pinky toenail was and joked how small the brush must have been to paint such a little white line on it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-7834090735222823665?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/7834090735222823665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=7834090735222823665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/7834090735222823665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/7834090735222823665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/03/spa-day.html' title='Spa Day'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-yMf-bqweIg4/TYNZcplEiCI/AAAAAAAAB3c/I-saUwPiMt4/s72-c/DSC02864.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-6369080380552786113</id><published>2011-03-18T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T06:20:48.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>700 Kitchen Cooking Class</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rOZv1Q9kGjI/TYNXzNgpwPI/AAAAAAAAB20/FG_07GDoUGs/s1600/DSC02875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rOZv1Q9kGjI/TYNXzNgpwPI/AAAAAAAAB20/FG_07GDoUGs/s320/DSC02875.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585404500181106930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My favorite part of the trip was definitely the cooking class we took.  We learned all about preparing a scrumptious brunch from chef Darin.  He was amazing!  I can't wait to make the brown sugar bacon and the lemon curd again.  We all agreed that cooking classes are a must for every trip from now on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PlKb-tpb5dc/TYNXzIiLLDI/AAAAAAAAB2s/4hwR0TysaH0/s1600/DSC02878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PlKb-tpb5dc/TYNXzIiLLDI/AAAAAAAAB2s/4hwR0TysaH0/s320/DSC02878.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585404498845314098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-6369080380552786113?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/6369080380552786113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=6369080380552786113' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/6369080380552786113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/6369080380552786113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/03/700-kitchen-cooking-class.html' title='700 Kitchen Cooking Class'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-rOZv1Q9kGjI/TYNXzNgpwPI/AAAAAAAAB20/FG_07GDoUGs/s72-c/DSC02875.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-2771801586109616599</id><published>2011-03-18T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T05:59:55.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wide Open Fields</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KRbcsCHvo_U/TYNWCO-Wl7I/AAAAAAAAB2k/rjKJg4b8lwk/s1600/DSC_0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KRbcsCHvo_U/TYNWCO-Wl7I/AAAAAAAAB2k/rjKJg4b8lwk/s320/DSC_0014.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585402559248897970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Riley and Adam found a great spot where Sandy can run free (and kids too).  She didn't get as many walks this winter as she probably would have liked, but this is right around the corner and she can get out quite a lot of energy without us being out too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QdypUI9z368/TYNWCDCJTHI/AAAAAAAAB2c/RcwTh90d1ds/s1600/DSC_0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QdypUI9z368/TYNWCDCJTHI/AAAAAAAAB2c/RcwTh90d1ds/s320/DSC_0050.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585402556043578482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-2771801586109616599?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/2771801586109616599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=2771801586109616599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/2771801586109616599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/2771801586109616599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/03/wide-open-fields.html' title='Wide Open Fields'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-KRbcsCHvo_U/TYNWCO-Wl7I/AAAAAAAAB2k/rjKJg4b8lwk/s72-c/DSC_0014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-3867929124813786056</id><published>2011-03-08T05:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T05:27:46.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy  Fat Tuesday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GnoyGm2dTCY/TXYq2NMzp7I/AAAAAAAAB08/oLEv8iMO48A/s1600/DSC_0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GnoyGm2dTCY/TXYq2NMzp7I/AAAAAAAAB08/oLEv8iMO48A/s320/DSC_0067.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581695898916988850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here in Pennsylvania, today is Fat Tuesday.  What is Fat Tuesday?!  A long time ago, across the swirly, twirly river,  Pennsylvanians would use the lard, flour, sugar, and butter they had in their pantries to make fastnachts.  This would happen right before lent began so they wouldn't waste their food.  They would eat tons of them since they had to give up the sweets during lent.  Although we don't observe lent, we will surely eat the fastnachts!  What is a fastnacht?  It's a donut like pastry with no hole.  Traditionally, you cut it in half like a bagel and put syrup on one side and then put the other side back on, like a sandwich.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-3867929124813786056?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/3867929124813786056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=3867929124813786056' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/3867929124813786056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/3867929124813786056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-fat-tuesday.html' title='Happy  Fat Tuesday!'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-GnoyGm2dTCY/TXYq2NMzp7I/AAAAAAAAB08/oLEv8iMO48A/s72-c/DSC_0067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-4245864701353736538</id><published>2011-03-08T05:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T05:09:35.014-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amy's New Specs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UJKmruEbfTY/TXYpUDMeJ0I/AAAAAAAAB00/_CotcRyc66o/s1600/DSC_0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UJKmruEbfTY/TXYpUDMeJ0I/AAAAAAAAB00/_CotcRyc66o/s320/DSC_0058.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581694212604045122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After failing the school eye exam, we went to the eye doctor and sure enough, Amy has inherited my near sightedness.  Now she can see the board at school and the leaves on the trees.  Wish my first pair of glasses was cute like that.  She picked them out herself and so far likes to wear them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zyyJ_TV6FAY/TXYpT8PMHrI/AAAAAAAAB0s/O5JatSjkQC8/s1600/DSC_0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zyyJ_TV6FAY/TXYpT8PMHrI/AAAAAAAAB0s/O5JatSjkQC8/s320/DSC_0060.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581694210736398002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I cannot get a normal picture of Elli.  She is in the silliest moods lately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-4245864701353736538?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/4245864701353736538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=4245864701353736538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/4245864701353736538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/4245864701353736538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/03/amys-new-specs.html' title='Amy&apos;s New Specs'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-UJKmruEbfTY/TXYpUDMeJ0I/AAAAAAAAB00/_CotcRyc66o/s72-c/DSC_0058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-1866083170421876770</id><published>2011-03-08T04:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T05:02:12.508-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adam's Flashy Smile!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-smurSLe6N1k/TXYoMZKEkGI/AAAAAAAAB0k/0-ofqYTELZw/s1600/DSC_0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-smurSLe6N1k/TXYoMZKEkGI/AAAAAAAAB0k/0-ofqYTELZw/s320/DSC_0057.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581692981548978274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are the braces!  Wow.  I can vividly remember my own.  He claims his teeth have already moved and has been so good at brushing.  The $500 cash prize that the orthodontist is offering at the end of the year may have something to do with that.  Now, what are we going to do with that hair??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-1866083170421876770?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/1866083170421876770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=1866083170421876770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/1866083170421876770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/1866083170421876770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/03/adams-flashy-smile.html' title='Adam&apos;s Flashy Smile!'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/-smurSLe6N1k/TXYoMZKEkGI/AAAAAAAAB0k/0-ofqYTELZw/s72-c/DSC_0057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-3837743351490091806</id><published>2011-02-07T17:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T17:57:59.952-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flower Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TVCWvKFDl7I/AAAAAAAABzU/5RR0TrmHdkc/s1600/DSC_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TVCWvKFDl7I/AAAAAAAABzU/5RR0TrmHdkc/s320/DSC_0013.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571118475960883122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amy wanted a party instead of a gift from the family.  Her choice of theme was flowers.  I did my best.  February birthdays are hard.  Either pay a ton to have it at a facility, or have it at your house.  (I will probably never do a sledding party, unless Riley takes them out.  sorry.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TVCWuyT31dI/AAAAAAAABzM/OG4qvUasRpA/s1600/DSC_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TVCWuyT31dI/AAAAAAAABzM/OG4qvUasRpA/s320/DSC_0015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571118469580576210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some of the decorations and food.  Amy cut out all the cheese and ham.  Pretty cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TVCWuZN-k5I/AAAAAAAABzE/AH5UwXjuasg/s1600/DSC_0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TVCWuZN-k5I/AAAAAAAABzE/AH5UwXjuasg/s320/DSC_0025.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571118462844965778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have wanted to make these ice cream pots for a long time, so when she said "flowers", I said "really?!"  They took the place of a cake, so there was nowhere to put candles.  We just sang instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TVCWuNOylXI/AAAAAAAABy8/XM2shuggUN4/s1600/DSC_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TVCWuNOylXI/AAAAAAAABy8/XM2shuggUN4/s320/DSC_0028.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571118459627148658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-3837743351490091806?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/3837743351490091806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=3837743351490091806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/3837743351490091806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/3837743351490091806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/02/flower-party.html' title='Flower Party'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TVCWvKFDl7I/AAAAAAAABzU/5RR0TrmHdkc/s72-c/DSC_0013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-8634752352528973953</id><published>2011-02-07T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T17:01:34.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Party Games</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TVCSND1zwMI/AAAAAAAABy0/6LtcHFZpczk/s1600/DSC_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TVCSND1zwMI/AAAAAAAABy0/6LtcHFZpczk/s320/DSC_0017.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571113492124254402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's Amy at the table at the beginning of the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TVCSNHt_BlI/AAAAAAAABys/fOTOwnzctEY/s1600/DSC_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TVCSNHt_BlI/AAAAAAAABys/fOTOwnzctEY/s320/DSC_0019.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571113493165180498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When all the guests arrived, they first made flower art with dots and crayons.  Then they could make a necklace if they wanted.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TVCSM2OcsvI/AAAAAAAAByk/iJLoRB2mGcM/s1600/DSC_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TVCSM2OcsvI/AAAAAAAAByk/iJLoRB2mGcM/s320/DSC_0023.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571113488469504754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we played Pin the Dot on the Flower and her friend, Taylor, won the prize.  I totally forgot about a prize until the guests arrived, so I gave Adam $5 and asked him to run to CVS to buy a little prize.  I was thinking a lip smacker or nail polish, but he came back with silly putty.  He said that was all they had.  I'm guessing he didn't want to be seen buying girly things so he got the first thing he saw.  It was nice of him to run out for me though.  He got to keep the change for his trouble.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also had a little game where they had to find flowers hidden around the house with clues attached to them.  Each clue told where the next flower was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope she had a good time.  It was a lot of work and I swear after each party that that is the LAST one.  Elli and Adam were a big help though.  Elli helped me serve the food and keep track of presents and run the games.  Aside from running to the store, Adam steered clear of the girls most of the time.  Maybe a small party next time.  Maybe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-8634752352528973953?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/8634752352528973953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=8634752352528973953' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/8634752352528973953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/8634752352528973953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/02/party-games.html' title='Party Games'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TVCSND1zwMI/AAAAAAAABy0/6LtcHFZpczk/s72-c/DSC_0017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-3618966167777666072</id><published>2011-02-07T16:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T16:39:04.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amy Turns 7!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TVCPsUUlefI/AAAAAAAAByc/2E1skvozBLE/s1600/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TVCPsUUlefI/AAAAAAAAByc/2E1skvozBLE/s400/DSC_0004.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571110730589370866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amy's birthday was on a Thursday.  Riley left that morning and her party wasn't until Saturday, so we celebrated on Wednesday.  She chose Texas Roadhouse for her restaurant and strawberry for her cake.  Riley decorated that one.  Pretty.  She sure is big though.  I don't notice until I see her around her friends.   I think they look huge, but she is just as tall.  Funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-3618966167777666072?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/3618966167777666072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=3618966167777666072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/3618966167777666072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/3618966167777666072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/02/amy-turns-7.html' title='Amy Turns 7!'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TVCPsUUlefI/AAAAAAAAByc/2E1skvozBLE/s72-c/DSC_0004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-7257389336771436683</id><published>2011-01-08T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T08:50:04.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spending Christmas Money in NYC</title><content type='html'>The kids had plans for their Christmas money.  Elli and Amy wanted American Girl dolls and Adam wanted a Lego set.  I made them wait until after we went to FAO Schwartz before they spent all they had.  Elli snuck on the big piano.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TSiTpm5b4xI/AAAAAAAABw8/1t2x86hyEuQ/s1600/DSC_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TSiTpm5b4xI/AAAAAAAABw8/1t2x86hyEuQ/s400/DSC_0001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559856083014247186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Adam searched the Lego section for his favorite set, but didn't find it.  Even the Lego store didn't have it.  It is a limited edition and we had to come home and order it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TSiTpTSIb3I/AAAAAAAABw0/3bX2TCUn0rg/s1600/DSC_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TSiTpTSIb3I/AAAAAAAABw0/3bX2TCUn0rg/s400/DSC_0002.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559856077749120882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, we headed over to Rockerfeller Center to see the tree and ice skaters.  The kids were pooped, so I ran into a store real quick while they rested here.  You can see the disappointment on Adam's face at not finding his legos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TSiTooCfpUI/AAAAAAAABws/bBJwx_zFZv4/s1600/DSC_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TSiTooCfpUI/AAAAAAAABws/bBJwx_zFZv4/s400/DSC_0009.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559856066140808514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After I came back, we crossed the street to the tree.  There were people EVERYWHERE!  Lots of them!  I think we ended up walking over 60 blocks, but the kids did OK.  I can't say 'great'.  There was a bit of complaining and blisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TSiToXErtZI/AAAAAAAABwk/VKvfmEasLRY/s1600/DSC_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TSiToXErtZI/AAAAAAAABwk/VKvfmEasLRY/s400/DSC_0020.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559856061586584978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-7257389336771436683?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/7257389336771436683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=7257389336771436683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/7257389336771436683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/7257389336771436683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/01/spending-christmas-money-in-nyc.html' title='Spending Christmas Money in NYC'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TSiTpm5b4xI/AAAAAAAABw8/1t2x86hyEuQ/s72-c/DSC_0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-6047514703046124617</id><published>2011-01-08T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T08:38:34.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watching the Skaters</title><content type='html'>Amy got the best seat.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TSiSp4BTVII/AAAAAAAABwc/oipSX1AIxKE/s1600/DSC_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TSiSp4BTVII/AAAAAAAABwc/oipSX1AIxKE/s400/DSC_0023.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559854988099015810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Riley loves to ice skate and wished the line wasn't so long.  I didn't get a picture of the skaters, but it was pretty crowded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TSiSppgM-2I/AAAAAAAABwU/kwJvfy2BhHQ/s1600/DSC_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TSiSppgM-2I/AAAAAAAABwU/kwJvfy2BhHQ/s400/DSC_0024.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559854984202091362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-6047514703046124617?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/6047514703046124617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=6047514703046124617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/6047514703046124617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/6047514703046124617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/01/watching-skaters.html' title='Watching the Skaters'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TSiSp4BTVII/AAAAAAAABwc/oipSX1AIxKE/s72-c/DSC_0023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-1216280931431553166</id><published>2011-01-08T08:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T08:34:38.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Recital</title><content type='html'>Elli's piano teacher had a little recital at her house for the kids to play some Christmas songs.  It was a very nice evening with no pressure.  Elli did great and said she wasn't even nervous.  One kid forgot his music and tried for about 5 minutes to remember his song, but every time he messed up, he'd start all the way over.  Finally the teacher had to finish for him.  One kid even played an accordion!  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TSiREfHXQqI/AAAAAAAABwM/FZPppiJg7lM/s1600/DSC_0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TSiREfHXQqI/AAAAAAAABwM/FZPppiJg7lM/s400/DSC_0040.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559853246246765218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pause for applause!  P.S.  I love her house and want to buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TSiREBahVNI/AAAAAAAABwE/eHXjr95qchU/s1600/DSC_0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TSiREBahVNI/AAAAAAAABwE/eHXjr95qchU/s400/DSC_0041.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559853238274053330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-1216280931431553166?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/1216280931431553166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=1216280931431553166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/1216280931431553166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/1216280931431553166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-recital.html' title='Christmas Recital'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TSiREfHXQqI/AAAAAAAABwM/FZPppiJg7lM/s72-c/DSC_0040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-1425815610465801125</id><published>2011-01-02T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T10:10:50.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Bit of Snow</title><content type='html'>It snowed over the break and Amy and Elli played in it once for about 10 minutes.  It was just too cold to enjoy.  The snow has since melted and I hope that's all we get!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TSC-og32dFI/AAAAAAAABv4/rEdZfUNYvxw/s1600/DSC_0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TSC-og32dFI/AAAAAAAABv4/rEdZfUNYvxw/s400/DSC_0056.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557651543403426898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She inched closer and closer to the shelter of the house,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TSC-oTDnuhI/AAAAAAAABvw/RZVSqQXDdys/s1600/DSC_0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TSC-oTDnuhI/AAAAAAAABvw/RZVSqQXDdys/s400/DSC_0055.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557651539694696978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with frequent cries at the door for a nose wipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TSC-oBPx2mI/AAAAAAAABvo/a6VRp8FYleY/s1600/DSC_0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TSC-oBPx2mI/AAAAAAAABvo/a6VRp8FYleY/s400/DSC_0057.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557651534913854050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-1425815610465801125?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/1425815610465801125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=1425815610465801125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/1425815610465801125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/1425815610465801125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/01/little-bit-of-snow.html' title='A Little Bit of Snow'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TSC-og32dFI/AAAAAAAABv4/rEdZfUNYvxw/s72-c/DSC_0056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-452509831705779249</id><published>2011-01-02T09:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T10:03:21.359-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nerf Wars</title><content type='html'>Adam got some Nerf guns for Christmas from Elise and has been tormenting each of us with surprise attacks.  This was one battle Riley chose to fight back.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TSC8tvlL8SI/AAAAAAAABvg/en-Pexp1HdM/s1600/DSC_0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TSC8tvlL8SI/AAAAAAAABvg/en-Pexp1HdM/s400/DSC_0053.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557649434227765538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Adam is a pretty good shot now and can hit his targets quite accurately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TSC8tfxiWeI/AAAAAAAABvY/kTYf3psM87A/s1600/DSC_0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TSC8tfxiWeI/AAAAAAAABvY/kTYf3psM87A/s400/DSC_0052.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557649429984598498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It gets serious sometimes.  Sandy hates the noise and tries to get as far away as she can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TSC8tKEd6qI/AAAAAAAABvQ/73HB4bjVCiQ/s1600/DSC_0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TSC8tKEd6qI/AAAAAAAABvQ/73HB4bjVCiQ/s400/DSC_0050.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557649424158419618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-452509831705779249?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/452509831705779249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=452509831705779249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/452509831705779249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/452509831705779249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2011/01/nerf-wars.html' title='Nerf Wars'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TSC8tvlL8SI/AAAAAAAABvg/en-Pexp1HdM/s72-c/DSC_0053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-2825297642142993297</id><published>2010-12-31T14:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T14:22:44.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gingerbread Men</title><content type='html'>I didn't do much for Christmas this year, but I did have a gingerbread man kit from last year that we never used.  Isn't that a good mom?!  And I let them get it out of the closet and decorate some.  Only four.  They are a year old.  Not like we are going to eat them all.  And we can't give them away, gross!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TR5VrGPzBhI/AAAAAAAABuI/2OPnnt3zCA0/s1600/DSC_0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TR5VrGPzBhI/AAAAAAAABuI/2OPnnt3zCA0/s400/DSC_0034.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556973189121377810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They are having so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TR5Vq1qnS8I/AAAAAAAABuA/4JQPYj8TbdE/s1600/DSC_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TR5Vq1qnS8I/AAAAAAAABuA/4JQPYj8TbdE/s400/DSC_0035.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556973184670452674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amy's turned out pretty cute!  It's because it's Amy herself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TR5VqmBMWEI/AAAAAAAABt4/bjwHVLx-aOI/s1600/DSC_0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TR5VqmBMWEI/AAAAAAAABt4/bjwHVLx-aOI/s400/DSC_0037.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556973180470188098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm boring.  I did the one on the top like the one from the box.  I copied.  Elli did the other two.  Ouch!  Amy's arm is missing the tip!  Someone snuck a bite before I could take the picture...and some frosting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TR5Vqbzo_FI/AAAAAAAABtw/MZfatlphtQ4/s1600/DSC_0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TR5Vqbzo_FI/AAAAAAAABtw/MZfatlphtQ4/s400/DSC_0039.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556973177728990290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-2825297642142993297?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/2825297642142993297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=2825297642142993297' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/2825297642142993297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/2825297642142993297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2010/12/gingerbread-men.html' title='Gingerbread Men'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TR5VrGPzBhI/AAAAAAAABuI/2OPnnt3zCA0/s72-c/DSC_0034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-3315452195267163399</id><published>2010-12-31T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T14:33:04.632-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And a House Too!</title><content type='html'>I did see this kit on sale at Target and bought one fresh this year.  Adam didn't want to help with either.  Amy is wearing the same pajamas although it is a totally different day.  See, Elli changed.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TR5YZb1KQrI/AAAAAAAABug/3L8mJ9bmjlE/s1600/DSC_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TR5YZb1KQrI/AAAAAAAABug/3L8mJ9bmjlE/s400/DSC_0042.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556976184212472498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just in the past few weeks, Elli has turned into a young lady.  She got makeup for Christmas and is putting outfits together that I never would, but they actually look cute.  She did a real bang up job on her side of the house all by herself, even though the frosting was hard to work with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TR5YZKMBHJI/AAAAAAAABuY/K4-bruuNPDg/s1600/DSC_0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TR5YZKMBHJI/AAAAAAAABuY/K4-bruuNPDg/s400/DSC_0046.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556976179476503698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I didn't get a final photo, but it was fun.  We picked at it for a couple days and then the frosting got hard, so I nibbled what I could and threw most of it away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TR5YY1kuyPI/AAAAAAAABuQ/iHAxZkehpXY/s1600/DSC_0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TR5YY1kuyPI/AAAAAAAABuQ/iHAxZkehpXY/s400/DSC_0047.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556976173943015666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-3315452195267163399?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/3315452195267163399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=3315452195267163399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/3315452195267163399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/3315452195267163399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2010/12/and-house-too.html' title='And a House Too!'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TR5YZb1KQrI/AAAAAAAABug/3L8mJ9bmjlE/s72-c/DSC_0042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-4800229482243611062</id><published>2010-12-31T13:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T13:59:29.284-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Dinner</title><content type='html'>This is what I saw from my seat at the table this year.  Here's Adam.  He sits on my right by the wall.  Easy to reach and keep under control.  Boys need a lot of help with table manners and a quick tap is a good reminder to keep elbows off the table and to sit up tall.  He complains about me now, but his wife will absolutely love me!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TR5QmGUAPeI/AAAAAAAABtQ/ycm0Fjj9OrI/s1600/DSC_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TR5QmGUAPeI/AAAAAAAABtQ/ycm0Fjj9OrI/s400/DSC_0026.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556967605681536482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Elli is on my far left, closer to Riley.  She may need to be moved closer to me soon.  She is always so silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TR5QloXZT9I/AAAAAAAABtI/Ep6nG1sbEpI/s1600/DSC_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TR5QloXZT9I/AAAAAAAABtI/Ep6nG1sbEpI/s400/DSC_0020.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556967597642698706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amy is close to me on my left and does pretty well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TR5QltoQDTI/AAAAAAAABtA/KoEr9ENmN_k/s1600/DSC_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TR5QltoQDTI/AAAAAAAABtA/KoEr9ENmN_k/s400/DSC_0024.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556967599055572274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And there's the spread.  Riley and I sit at the ends and man the conversation.  I am thankful this year that Riley is home with us.  It sure has been nice having him around for every holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TR5QlTlfEuI/AAAAAAAABs4/c-qtOzRj898/s1600/DSC_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TR5QlTlfEuI/AAAAAAAABs4/c-qtOzRj898/s400/DSC_0017.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556967592064652002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-4800229482243611062?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/4800229482243611062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=4800229482243611062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/4800229482243611062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/4800229482243611062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2010/12/thanksgiving-dinner.html' title='Thanksgiving Dinner'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TR5QmGUAPeI/AAAAAAAABtQ/ycm0Fjj9OrI/s72-c/DSC_0026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-3445880681154112516</id><published>2010-12-31T13:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T14:08:21.789-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Plain Meal</title><content type='html'>I was hoping to put a bunch of yummy recipes on my food blog, but none of them are special.  Riley likes plain, plain, plain.  Here's the pie he picked.  He always picks a plain pecan pie.  No chocolate chips or anything.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TR5Sy49MGdI/AAAAAAAABto/ycJOf54rv98/s1600/DSC_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TR5Sy49MGdI/AAAAAAAABto/ycJOf54rv98/s400/DSC_0013.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556970024457738706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The roll look yummy and they were, but they are the normal roll recipe.  Plain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TR5Sygi2elI/AAAAAAAABtg/RyE9fOZDpr0/s1600/DSC_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TR5Sygi2elI/AAAAAAAABtg/RyE9fOZDpr0/s400/DSC_0010.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556970017904818770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is his plate.  Full of plain.  Turkey, beans from a can, rolls, roasted carrots, and potatoes.  Those potatoes are actually pretty good.  Maybe I'll put that recipe up.  He asks for those at Easter and Christmas, too.  I shouldn't complain though.  Plain is easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TR5SyoSrKPI/AAAAAAAABtY/MM2PTyaCPl8/s1600/DSC_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TR5SyoSrKPI/AAAAAAAABtY/MM2PTyaCPl8/s400/DSC_0016.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556970019984451826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-3445880681154112516?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/3445880681154112516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=3445880681154112516' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/3445880681154112516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/3445880681154112516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2010/12/plain-meal.html' title='The Plain Meal'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TR5Sy49MGdI/AAAAAAAABto/ycJOf54rv98/s72-c/DSC_0013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-5104738121745981874</id><published>2010-12-31T13:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T13:37:35.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Huntering and Gathering</title><content type='html'>Riley read a book once called "My Side of the Mountain".   He since has had a primal desire to live off the land.  He already got a deer this year which we have turned into yummy jerky and eaten.  Recently he gathered acorns and more acorns and shelled each one.  Then he rinsed and rinsed to get the tanic acid out so he could turn it into acorn flour.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TR5Jq5u5TmI/AAAAAAAABsg/u8cEvrh3N6Q/s1600/DSC_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TR5Jq5u5TmI/AAAAAAAABsg/u8cEvrh3N6Q/s400/DSC_0008.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556959991622618722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There's the acorn flour on the right and the pancakes he made from it on the left.  It is highly nutritious and delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TR5JqlXjhSI/AAAAAAAABsY/QHahfyGfekI/s1600/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TR5JqlXjhSI/AAAAAAAABsY/QHahfyGfekI/s400/DSC_0004.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556959986156012834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids were hesitant at first.  Elli, who hates anything brown and will only eat white bread, but no crust of anything, was very skeptical.  Maybe adding butter will help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TR5JqcUQZGI/AAAAAAAABsQ/S7xZIWpxYOY/s1600/DSC_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TR5JqcUQZGI/AAAAAAAABsQ/S7xZIWpxYOY/s400/DSC_0001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556959983726257250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey!  Look!  They are good and she liked them!  (Even though the pancake on the plate looks like she didn't have any yet, she really did like them.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TR5JqHZb0CI/AAAAAAAABsI/iSJomGmEjLQ/s1600/DSC_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TR5JqHZb0CI/AAAAAAAABsI/iSJomGmEjLQ/s400/DSC_0006.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556959978110832674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-5104738121745981874?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/5104738121745981874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=5104738121745981874' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/5104738121745981874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/5104738121745981874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2010/12/huntering-and-gathering.html' title='Huntering and Gathering'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TR5Jq5u5TmI/AAAAAAAABsg/u8cEvrh3N6Q/s72-c/DSC_0008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-615507967463830190</id><published>2010-12-31T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T09:53:48.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Good We Have Company</title><content type='html'>Adam liked them too.  I took a bite and it was actually pretty good.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TR5N9WLJtOI/AAAAAAAABsw/yd95E2ibLzk/s1600/DSC_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TR5N9WLJtOI/AAAAAAAABsw/yd95E2ibLzk/s400/DSC_0005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556964706541483234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Remember all those acorns?  Well they were in the garage for a while and the squirrels wanted to help themselves.  I had to keep shoeing them away.  Can they smell the acorns or what?  Luckily none came searching inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TR5N9COlceI/AAAAAAAABso/JPEyHdShp80/s1600/DSC_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TR5N9COlceI/AAAAAAAABso/JPEyHdShp80/s400/DSC_0027.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556964701187174882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-615507967463830190?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/615507967463830190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=615507967463830190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/615507967463830190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/615507967463830190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2010/12/so-good-we-have-company.html' title='So Good We Have Company'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TR5N9WLJtOI/AAAAAAAABsw/yd95E2ibLzk/s72-c/DSC_0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-6407789333912462702</id><published>2010-12-19T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T12:12:59.549-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Hiking</title><content type='html'>This Fall, Riley scheduled a hike as an activity for our church.  It ended up being just us and one other family.  Although it started out a little chilly, it turned out to be a beautiful morning,  just right for a hike.  Too bad more people didn't make it.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TQ5lf-tSODI/AAAAAAAABro/9chOu5UkSoU/s1600/DSC_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TQ5lf-tSODI/AAAAAAAABro/9chOu5UkSoU/s400/DSC_0023.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552486990677686322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's Amy before we started on the trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TQ5lftK65XI/AAAAAAAABrg/zp3TGIL2OxY/s1600/DSC_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TQ5lftK65XI/AAAAAAAABrg/zp3TGIL2OxY/s400/DSC_0038.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552486985970148722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the other family.  They are funny and we had  great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TQ5lfZyAtzI/AAAAAAAABrY/89EkHLrJ4sk/s1600/DSC_0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TQ5lfZyAtzI/AAAAAAAABrY/89EkHLrJ4sk/s400/DSC_0037.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552486980765398834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TQ5lfGLA0eI/AAAAAAAABrQ/6S1aQvUz8j4/s1600/DSC_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TQ5lfGLA0eI/AAAAAAAABrQ/6S1aQvUz8j4/s400/DSC_0033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552486975501554146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-6407789333912462702?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/6407789333912462702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=6407789333912462702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/6407789333912462702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/6407789333912462702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2010/12/fall-hiking.html' title='Fall Hiking'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TQ5lf-tSODI/AAAAAAAABro/9chOu5UkSoU/s72-c/DSC_0023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-4436662401158536080</id><published>2010-12-19T11:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T12:13:21.137-08:00</updated><title type='text'>About Half Way</title><content type='html'>Here we are taking a break.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TQ5iM-LeheI/AAAAAAAABrI/6dzBDGdzspU/s1600/DSC_0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TQ5iM-LeheI/AAAAAAAABrI/6dzBDGdzspU/s400/DSC_0031.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552483365583488482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TQ5iMntNQpI/AAAAAAAABrA/GKn0dHMHKF8/s1600/DSC_0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TQ5iMntNQpI/AAAAAAAABrA/GKn0dHMHKF8/s400/DSC_0029.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552483359550947986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TQ5iMa41Y4I/AAAAAAAABq4/QNO_SxyRDLs/s1600/DSC_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TQ5iMa41Y4I/AAAAAAAABq4/QNO_SxyRDLs/s400/DSC_0032.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552483356110054274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TQ5iMLMMJPI/AAAAAAAABqw/YKEqfItc65I/s1600/DSC_0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TQ5iMLMMJPI/AAAAAAAABqw/YKEqfItc65I/s400/DSC_0034.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552483351896270066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-4436662401158536080?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/4436662401158536080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=4436662401158536080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/4436662401158536080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/4436662401158536080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2010/12/about-half-way.html' title='About Half Way'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TQ5iM-LeheI/AAAAAAAABrI/6dzBDGdzspU/s72-c/DSC_0031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-6748639817647025360</id><published>2010-12-19T11:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T12:22:05.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Round the Mountain</title><content type='html'>We made it to the top and started heading down.  Much of the fall splendor had already passed, but the colors were still pretty amazing.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TQ5n_Gvw4-I/AAAAAAAABr4/dlJeknJF_-w/s1600/DSC_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TQ5n_Gvw4-I/AAAAAAAABr4/dlJeknJF_-w/s400/DSC_0045.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552489724434768866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was one big loop and ended right where we started from.  Thanks for showing up, "other family"!  We had fun and hope you did too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TQ5n-g_2eSI/AAAAAAAABrw/5n6pCv8914s/s1600/DSC_0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TQ5n-g_2eSI/AAAAAAAABrw/5n6pCv8914s/s400/DSC_0048.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552489714301696290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-6748639817647025360?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/6748639817647025360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=6748639817647025360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/6748639817647025360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/6748639817647025360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2010/12/coming-round-mountain.html' title='Coming Round the Mountain'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TQ5n_Gvw4-I/AAAAAAAABr4/dlJeknJF_-w/s72-c/DSC_0045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-6654557551174330742</id><published>2010-11-21T12:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T12:42:20.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TOmDXhTl-KI/AAAAAAAABp4/pd79Rvcqch4/s1600/DSC_0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TOmDXhTl-KI/AAAAAAAABp4/pd79Rvcqch4/s400/DSC_0053.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542105256556886178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This year was a bust for costumes.  The kids had big plans, but I just didn't have time to gather supplies and help make them.  About an hour before go time, Adam tried to put this together.  It was pretty good for a last minute costume, but it fell apart 20 minutes later.  Elli ended up being a midget marine and Amy was a cheerleader like last year.  They all got plenty of candy and had a good time anyways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-6654557551174330742?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/6654557551174330742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=6654557551174330742' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/6654557551174330742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/6654557551174330742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2010/11/halloween-2010.html' title='Halloween 2010'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TOmDXhTl-KI/AAAAAAAABp4/pd79Rvcqch4/s72-c/DSC_0053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-2379320164187213994</id><published>2010-11-21T12:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T12:33:31.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here Comes the Fifth Grade</title><content type='html'>Each year the elementary has a Halloween parade.  All the parents line the sidewalk and take pictures as the classes walk by.  Last year I went to the kindergarten center's parade and missed Adam and Elli.  For this one year they are all at one school!  It was kind of fun to shout out, "Adam, look over here!"  or "Elli, give me a smile!"  I felt like the paparazzi and got a few good shots.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TOmAPbnxcGI/AAAAAAAABpw/EeRUquxIFfs/s1600/DSC_0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TOmAPbnxcGI/AAAAAAAABpw/EeRUquxIFfs/s400/DSC_0014.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542101819057074274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They all used their costumes from last year.  It was another last minute scramble.  Good thing I didn't throw anything away.  Adam is a ghost buster again, minus the knee pads and brown pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TOmAOIAKlgI/AAAAAAAABpo/GSGuEmsROsw/s1600/DSC_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TOmAOIAKlgI/AAAAAAAABpo/GSGuEmsROsw/s400/DSC_0015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542101796610807298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TOmANLh6SJI/AAAAAAAABpg/Z62qFPGcMtM/s1600/DSC_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TOmANLh6SJI/AAAAAAAABpg/Z62qFPGcMtM/s400/DSC_0016.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542101780377782418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-2379320164187213994?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/2379320164187213994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=2379320164187213994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/2379320164187213994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/2379320164187213994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2010/11/here-comes-fifth-grade.html' title='Here Comes the Fifth Grade'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TOmAPbnxcGI/AAAAAAAABpw/EeRUquxIFfs/s72-c/DSC_0014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-3078426109593130035</id><published>2010-11-21T12:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T12:23:21.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Next Came the Third Grade</title><content type='html'>Elli was a witch again.  She left her hat inside because it was too hard to keep on her head.  Any little breeze would grab it and send it sailing.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TOl_JGMi4MI/AAAAAAAABpY/-TxNq0G9ONM/s1600/DSC_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TOl_JGMi4MI/AAAAAAAABpY/-TxNq0G9ONM/s400/DSC_0010.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542100610714886338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The hair is pretty scary though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TOl_IC0awuI/AAAAAAAABpQ/f7KI_iIKd6g/s1600/DSC_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TOl_IC0awuI/AAAAAAAABpQ/f7KI_iIKd6g/s400/DSC_0011.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542100592628515554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-3078426109593130035?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/3078426109593130035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=3078426109593130035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/3078426109593130035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/3078426109593130035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2010/11/next-came-third-grade.html' title='Next Came the Third Grade'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TOl_JGMi4MI/AAAAAAAABpY/-TxNq0G9ONM/s72-c/DSC_0010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-2736379057753959882</id><published>2010-11-21T12:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T12:19:09.284-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally the First Grade</title><content type='html'>Amy was Little Red again.  She was supposed to bring out her basket.  I thought I made it clear that that was what made her look like Red Riding Hood.  She was pretty cute anyways.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TOl76kaCirI/AAAAAAAABpI/vowe3WjY4cY/s1600/DSC_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TOl76kaCirI/AAAAAAAABpI/vowe3WjY4cY/s400/DSC_0018.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542097062591630002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TOl74kSJfFI/AAAAAAAABpA/_V38jTMrJCw/s1600/DSC_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TOl74kSJfFI/AAAAAAAABpA/_V38jTMrJCw/s400/DSC_0019.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542097028198792274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She looked a little too comfortable in front of the crowds and cameras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TOl73jWQ1SI/AAAAAAAABo4/aeIwWM9dcBU/s1600/DSC_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TOl73jWQ1SI/AAAAAAAABo4/aeIwWM9dcBU/s400/DSC_0020.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542097010767746338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-2736379057753959882?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/2736379057753959882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=2736379057753959882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/2736379057753959882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/2736379057753959882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2010/11/finally-first-grade.html' title='Finally the First Grade'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TOl76kaCirI/AAAAAAAABpI/vowe3WjY4cY/s72-c/DSC_0018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-7206734072685292588</id><published>2010-10-17T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T13:39:28.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Annual Rain Gutter Regatta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TLtdZqDtPRI/AAAAAAAABoA/vvvG-35Nq3M/s1600/DSC_0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TLtdZqDtPRI/AAAAAAAABoA/vvvG-35Nq3M/s400/DSC_0082.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529115662895365394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Adam had high hopes for his boat at this year's Rain Gutter Regatta.  He sculpted and sanded and painted his boat weeks ahead of time.  Last year, he had the fastest boat and he thought for sure he had the whole competition in the bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TLtdYi21oEI/AAAAAAAABn4/LkeBfSgliig/s1600/DSC_0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TLtdYi21oEI/AAAAAAAABn4/LkeBfSgliig/s400/DSC_0086.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529115643782471746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But, his sail was too heavy and he cut away too much of his boat.  It kept falling over and although it was the slickest looking boat, he lost every race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TLtdXlCrgsI/AAAAAAAABnw/Yw1S0y5zzI0/s1600/DSC_0087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TLtdXlCrgsI/AAAAAAAABnw/Yw1S0y5zzI0/s400/DSC_0087.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529115627189142210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was so hard to watch him fail and to see the disappointment on his face when race after race, he got beaten.  But, he tried his best and learned a lot about being a good sport I think.  We don't really talk about it anymore though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-7206734072685292588?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/7206734072685292588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=7206734072685292588' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/7206734072685292588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/7206734072685292588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2010/10/annual-rain-gutter-regatta.html' title='Annual Rain Gutter Regatta'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TLtdZqDtPRI/AAAAAAAABoA/vvvG-35Nq3M/s72-c/DSC_0082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-254484952236555201</id><published>2010-10-17T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T13:30:03.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Week of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TLtapFlTSpI/AAAAAAAABno/G9Rc3Fhw4zM/s1600/DSC_0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TLtapFlTSpI/AAAAAAAABno/G9Rc3Fhw4zM/s400/DSC_0036.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529112629447182994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OK... This very fuzzy photo is the very first day of school.  One of the kids was playing with my camera (which they know they aren't supposed to and no one would confess to!) and put the focus on manual.  Even though it's out of focus, you can see the genuine happy, excited looks on their faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TLtaoZhFeiI/AAAAAAAABng/YtL-oLfp5Ok/s1600/DSC_0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TLtaoZhFeiI/AAAAAAAABng/YtL-oLfp5Ok/s400/DSC_0053.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529112617618340386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Only one day later, I figured out what happened to the camera.  I took this picture on Day 2. This is the look I got from Adam and Elli.  Already they remembered the monotony of going to school each day.  Amy, still excited to be at school all day and ride the bus with Adam and Elli continues to smile each morning.  Oh!  And I started school this year, too!  I am a full time student at the community college and it sure keeps me busy!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-254484952236555201?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/254484952236555201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=254484952236555201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/254484952236555201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/254484952236555201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2010/10/first-week-of-school.html' title='First Week of School'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TLtapFlTSpI/AAAAAAAABno/G9Rc3Fhw4zM/s72-c/DSC_0036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-6138081934742373304</id><published>2010-10-10T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T11:38:12.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Summer Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TLIF9McfSII/AAAAAAAABnM/SOHk-1qEo-A/s1600/DSC_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TLIF9McfSII/AAAAAAAABnM/SOHk-1qEo-A/s400/DSC_0018.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526486241607895170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had one more weekend to go before school and we had nice weather.  It had to be Philly.  We tried walking around Independence Hall last year but it was too cold and we missed a lot of what Riley wanted to see.  So, we parked the car by Trader Joe's and walked around the city making our way back over there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TLIF7oAeYTI/AAAAAAAABnE/2YuU2AoBqz4/s1600/DSC_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TLIF7oAeYTI/AAAAAAAABnE/2YuU2AoBqz4/s400/DSC_0021.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526486214646849842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We stopped at Dairy Queen for lunch and a treat and sat down to wait for our tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TLIF7KKLokI/AAAAAAAABm8/NCAez8hBAs0/s1600/DSC_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TLIF7KKLokI/AAAAAAAABm8/NCAez8hBAs0/s400/DSC_0024.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526486206634500674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TLIF5s-6lMI/AAAAAAAABm0/kYcAyEU4W3s/s1600/DSC_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TLIF5s-6lMI/AAAAAAAABm0/kYcAyEU4W3s/s400/DSC_0033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526486181622748354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the way back to the car we saw China Town a few blocks over. We walked thru part of it and it was pretty Chinese!  Wish we had more time and could have shopped a little.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-6138081934742373304?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/6138081934742373304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=6138081934742373304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/6138081934742373304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/6138081934742373304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2010/10/last-summer-trip.html' title='Last Summer Trip'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TLIF9McfSII/AAAAAAAABnM/SOHk-1qEo-A/s72-c/DSC_0018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-5759515417763040074</id><published>2010-10-10T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T11:25:47.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet the Motorcycle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TLICwx6CIgI/AAAAAAAABms/1QZAsqLNk_E/s1600/DSC_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TLICwx6CIgI/AAAAAAAABms/1QZAsqLNk_E/s400/DSC_0016.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526482729790743042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Right before school started this year, Riley found a great deal on a motorcycle.  He had been looking at the Triumph and talking about the Triumph and dreaming about the Triumph for long time.  It was time.  He actually won this one on Ebay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TLICwW-LcSI/AAAAAAAABmk/1hbm0Cx6mjU/s1600/DSC_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TLICwW-LcSI/AAAAAAAABmk/1hbm0Cx6mjU/s400/DSC_0013.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526482722560373026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Riley calls her Susan.  The girls love to ride around the block but Adam and I are waiting until he has a little more practice driving it.  And the flames will be gone as soon as we can have them painted over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-5759515417763040074?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/5759515417763040074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=5759515417763040074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/5759515417763040074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/5759515417763040074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2010/10/meet-motorcycle.html' title='Meet the Motorcycle'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TLICwx6CIgI/AAAAAAAABms/1QZAsqLNk_E/s72-c/DSC_0016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-7230160193034366771</id><published>2010-09-26T11:14:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T11:32:59.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>End of Summer Camp Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TJ-O-V4JemI/AAAAAAAABl8/SOg_wDRvk_M/s1600/DSC_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TJ-O-V4JemI/AAAAAAAABl8/SOg_wDRvk_M/s400/DSC_0007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521288869855197794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had "camping" on the summer list of things to do before school.  School was close to starting and we still hadn't gone.  A big group from the ward had planned a trip, so we couldn't refuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TJ-O-Fa30cI/AAAAAAAABl0/Kw7Ph5G9AYA/s1600/DSC_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TJ-O-Fa30cI/AAAAAAAABl0/Kw7Ph5G9AYA/s400/DSC_0006.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521288865437438402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Adam finally got to use his pocket knife in the real outdoors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TJ-O9tYrd-I/AAAAAAAABls/IoOkNvM4i74/s1600/DSC_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TJ-O9tYrd-I/AAAAAAAABls/IoOkNvM4i74/s400/DSC_0005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521288858985789410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The earphones look awfully out of place.  Who let her bring those?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TJ-O9LdLxMI/AAAAAAAABlk/YANZ1HIgne0/s1600/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TJ-O9LdLxMI/AAAAAAAABlk/YANZ1HIgne0/s400/DSC_0004.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521288849877877954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Luckily we found no ticks on those bare legs.  Maybe we are too far north for ticks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-7230160193034366771?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/7230160193034366771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=7230160193034366771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/7230160193034366771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/7230160193034366771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2010/09/end-of-summer-camp-out_26.html' title='End of Summer Camp Out'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TJ-O-V4JemI/AAAAAAAABl8/SOg_wDRvk_M/s72-c/DSC_0007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-8257851065138288185</id><published>2010-08-15T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T13:25:00.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Please, Can We Get a Mouse?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TGiK46YPbNI/AAAAAAAABlU/YWKU2AMXgOk/s1600/DSC_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TGiK46YPbNI/AAAAAAAABlU/YWKU2AMXgOk/s400/DSC_0011.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505803254808669394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We are mouse sitting for our friends again.  The first time, the kids were a little bit afraid to pick up the mouse and hold it, but now they love to.  Adam wants to teach it tricks like walking on a string.  Adam asks all day if we can get one of our own.  Look at that face.  No, look at that hair! (on Adam)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-8257851065138288185?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/8257851065138288185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=8257851065138288185' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/8257851065138288185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/8257851065138288185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2010/08/please-can-we-get-mouse.html' title='Please, Can We Get a Mouse?'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TGiK46YPbNI/AAAAAAAABlU/YWKU2AMXgOk/s72-c/DSC_0011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-8609251960228596694</id><published>2010-08-15T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T17:47:27.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Trip to NYC</title><content type='html'>We had a Saturday with nothing going on so finally decided to dive in and take the trip we kept talking about.  We drove to Newark, NJ and got on a train.  I thought it was cool how the ticket taker really punched the tickets like on Polar Express.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TGiIHt6Ls0I/AAAAAAAABlM/Pn2Fcw0EDhE/s1600/DSC_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TGiIHt6Ls0I/AAAAAAAABlM/Pn2Fcw0EDhE/s400/DSC_0009.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505800210624525122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got off at Penn Station and just walked around.  We made our way to Times Square, Rockefeller Center, the Empire State Building and lots of shopping.  Adam was in heaven at the Lego store, Elli loved American Girl, and Amy had fun at Toys R Us.  I grazed the sale rack at Anthropologie and Riley was the navigator.  Not much buying, but lots of ideas for Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TGiIHL4cWmI/AAAAAAAABlE/qilXllzb90I/s1600/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TGiIHL4cWmI/AAAAAAAABlE/qilXllzb90I/s400/DSC_0004.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505800201490422370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Riley heard about PopTart World on NPR and knew all about it, so we had to stop in.  We got poptart sushi and a poptart sandwich.  It was pretty silly.  The things people make money on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TGiIGjjJeHI/AAAAAAAABk8/3YT10xm57Ik/s1600/DSC_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TGiIGjjJeHI/AAAAAAAABk8/3YT10xm57Ik/s400/DSC_0005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505800190663686258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-8609251960228596694?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/8609251960228596694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=8609251960228596694' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/8609251960228596694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/8609251960228596694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-trip-to-nyc.html' title='Day Trip to NYC'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TGiIHt6Ls0I/AAAAAAAABlM/Pn2Fcw0EDhE/s72-c/DSC_0009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-5125949143696609297</id><published>2010-08-15T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T17:32:45.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fruits of our Labor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TGiGDWcSwOI/AAAAAAAABk0/U7gHmV5oy6Q/s1600/DSC_0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TGiGDWcSwOI/AAAAAAAABk0/U7gHmV5oy6Q/s400/DSC_0078.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505797936582410466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is what we pulled out of the garden this year.  I tried the butternut squash and it was pretty good!  The watermelon didn't work, but we are having the spaghetti squash for dinner this week.  Next year we are not doing squash or melons.  They take up too much space!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-5125949143696609297?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/5125949143696609297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=5125949143696609297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/5125949143696609297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/5125949143696609297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2010/08/fruits-of-our-labor.html' title='Fruits of our Labor'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TGiGDWcSwOI/AAAAAAAABk0/U7gHmV5oy6Q/s72-c/DSC_0078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-3867172690343655077</id><published>2010-08-06T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T07:59:33.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooling Off in the River</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TFwgoNMMoXI/AAAAAAAABkU/8O34vutDhRQ/s1600/DSC_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TFwgoNMMoXI/AAAAAAAABkU/8O34vutDhRQ/s400/DSC_0016.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502308719847580018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got invited to this quiet little, pebbly spot by a river and it's just what the doctor ordered on a hot day!  We've been a few times now and even Riley likes to meet us there when he can.  Mom's can relax and kids can skip rocks, float down the water, and maybe even get along.  No DS's aloud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TFwgntN9M7I/AAAAAAAABkM/sqPH9kGuZaE/s1600/DSC_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TFwgntN9M7I/AAAAAAAABkM/sqPH9kGuZaE/s400/DSC_0015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502308711265022898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Adam thinks he was pushing Elli, but I think he's doing the robot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-3867172690343655077?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/3867172690343655077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=3867172690343655077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/3867172690343655077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/3867172690343655077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2010/08/cooling-off-in-river.html' title='Cooling Off in the River'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TFwgoNMMoXI/AAAAAAAABkU/8O34vutDhRQ/s72-c/DSC_0016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-4276188186598079113</id><published>2010-08-06T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T07:46:37.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Pools</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TFwfPT4RnNI/AAAAAAAABkE/pzn_9Skrb7Q/s1600/DSC_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TFwfPT4RnNI/AAAAAAAABkE/pzn_9Skrb7Q/s400/DSC_0026.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502307192634711250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The first time we went, we didn't bring swimming suits, so they had to play on the edge.  They each made a little pool and tried to decide who's was better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TFwfPF55hnI/AAAAAAAABj8/KcNjGqLy5Pg/s1600/DSC_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TFwfPF55hnI/AAAAAAAABj8/KcNjGqLy5Pg/s400/DSC_0027.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502307188883424882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-4276188186598079113?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/4276188186598079113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=4276188186598079113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/4276188186598079113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/4276188186598079113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2010/08/making-pools.html' title='Making Pools'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TFwfPT4RnNI/AAAAAAAABkE/pzn_9Skrb7Q/s72-c/DSC_0026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-4495517543064482190</id><published>2010-08-06T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T07:38:12.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goin Shootin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Riley loves guns and loves to go shoot them.  We went with our friends, the Hendershots, and had a rootin tootin good time!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TFoR04UTniI/AAAAAAAABjc/hmfFC-z_qRo/s1600/DSC_0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TFoR04UTniI/AAAAAAAABjc/hmfFC-z_qRo/s400/DSC_0048.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501729494954909218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids each had a few turns loading and firing the rifle.  Good to know some good safety rules and how to hold it, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TFoR0ME6OXI/AAAAAAAABjU/dbB-aTgHN0M/s1600/DSC_0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TFoR0ME6OXI/AAAAAAAABjU/dbB-aTgHN0M/s400/DSC_0047.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501729483079170418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even little Miss Elli had a go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TFoRz1lNvkI/AAAAAAAABjM/Ek1C_eUw5YY/s1600/DSC_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TFoRz1lNvkI/AAAAAAAABjM/Ek1C_eUw5YY/s400/DSC_0042.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501729477040651842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture looks so red neck to me.  "I got to shoot the gun today, Ma!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TFoRzQgCciI/AAAAAAAABjE/YiMdnjtTOAQ/s1600/DSC_0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TFoRzQgCciI/AAAAAAAABjE/YiMdnjtTOAQ/s400/DSC_0044.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501729467086828066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-4495517543064482190?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/4495517543064482190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=4495517543064482190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/4495517543064482190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/4495517543064482190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2010/08/goin-shootin.html' title='Goin Shootin'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TFoR04UTniI/AAAAAAAABjc/hmfFC-z_qRo/s72-c/DSC_0048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-2025670188606958272</id><published>2010-08-06T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T07:39:24.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Into the Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TFwQ1QcAJeI/AAAAAAAABj0/5rlt_hr5H5o/s1600/DSC_0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TFwQ1QcAJeI/AAAAAAAABj0/5rlt_hr5H5o/s400/DSC_0046.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502291351871432162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We kept on shootin till the sun went down.  Here's Adam and his friends, Jacob and Josh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TFwQ1NvakwI/AAAAAAAABjs/4_z_vgGNc9E/s1600/DSC_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TFwQ1NvakwI/AAAAAAAABjs/4_z_vgGNc9E/s400/DSC_0045.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502291351147549442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thought this was a great photo.  Maria is due in September.  Pow! Pow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TFwQ0rs1-TI/AAAAAAAABjk/MbYYb3gSBg0/s1600/DSC_0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TFwQ0rs1-TI/AAAAAAAABjk/MbYYb3gSBg0/s400/DSC_0052.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502291342009956658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-2025670188606958272?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/2025670188606958272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=2025670188606958272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/2025670188606958272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/2025670188606958272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2010/08/into-night.html' title='Into the Night'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TFwQ1QcAJeI/AAAAAAAABj0/5rlt_hr5H5o/s72-c/DSC_0046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-8440520417498644749</id><published>2010-07-12T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T09:31:33.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to get Back Home!</title><content type='html'>The kids and I just spent two weeks in Idaho (Riley joined us for the second week) and have lots of pictures to post!  It was such a good vacation.  I got to relax while my laundry was cleaned and handed to me all folded (thanks Nell and Mom!).  The kids were reintroduced to family they didn't remember and we got to see most everyone we love.  Even Riley said it was nice with all the "visiting".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDoPAA25eaI/AAAAAAAABds/ZdP1Ru-eECQ/s1600/DSC_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDoPAA25eaI/AAAAAAAABds/ZdP1Ru-eECQ/s400/DSC_0007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492719188436416930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our trip out west was longer than we expected.  We sat on the runway in a plane for an hour and a half waiting for a storm to pass over us.  That messed everything else up so a day later and missing our luggage, we landed in Idaho Falls.  Next time I'm packing a toothbrush in my carry on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDoO_hLFF3I/AAAAAAAABdk/0nuioQErTgs/s1600/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDoO_hLFF3I/AAAAAAAABdk/0nuioQErTgs/s400/DSC_0004.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492719179931129714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm glad the airports put in some play areas.  Even my big kids had fun for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDoO-3wuMOI/AAAAAAAABdc/M_GhZ-YOcTg/s1600/DSC_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDoO-3wuMOI/AAAAAAAABdc/M_GhZ-YOcTg/s400/DSC_0002.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492719168814723298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-8440520417498644749?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/8440520417498644749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=8440520417498644749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/8440520417498644749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/8440520417498644749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2010/07/trying-to-get-back-home.html' title='Trying to get Back Home!'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDoPAA25eaI/AAAAAAAABds/ZdP1Ru-eECQ/s72-c/DSC_0007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-1822952528742259453</id><published>2010-07-12T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T09:30:26.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Clark Family Reunion</title><content type='html'>The main reason we flew out when we did was to attend the annual reunion.  Only a few cousins couldn't make it, so we got to see lots of familiar faces and meet some for the first time.  It was held at Hiese,  a cool place we grew up going to with a hot pool, water slide, golf course, camping, and hikes.  The men golfed, we ate so much good food, and most stayed the day.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDs_D41OfdI/AAAAAAAABiE/OtlUhKOpv4U/s1600/DSC_0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDs_D41OfdI/AAAAAAAABiE/OtlUhKOpv4U/s400/DSC_0036.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493053506536242642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Whenever there is water, there is trouble.  Aunt Tess brought water balloons and there was an ongoing battle through out the day.  Uncle Lane was a fun target, but beware!  He'll get his revenge.  Several big kids ended up soaked in the kiddie pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDs_DEzd16I/AAAAAAAABh8/jF5z1cmQFNE/s1600/DSC_0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDs_DEzd16I/AAAAAAAABh8/jF5z1cmQFNE/s400/DSC_0034.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493053492570216354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't do it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDs_Ce_Qh0I/AAAAAAAABh0/r9GrUiMUTI4/s1600/DSC_0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDs_Ce_Qh0I/AAAAAAAABh0/r9GrUiMUTI4/s400/DSC_0037.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493053482419128130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-1822952528742259453?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/1822952528742259453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=1822952528742259453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/1822952528742259453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/1822952528742259453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2010/07/clark-family-reunion.html' title='The Clark Family Reunion'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDs_D41OfdI/AAAAAAAABiE/OtlUhKOpv4U/s72-c/DSC_0036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-4126945391835795827</id><published>2010-07-12T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T09:30:18.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Visiting and Kiddie Pool</title><content type='html'>The weather really was perfect.  I guess IF has had a pretty cold summer, but it was a nice change from the humid PA heat wave.  Here is the circle of chairs to relax and watch the kids play.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDs8bKLGtcI/AAAAAAAABhs/RTka3mybkdw/s1600/DSC_0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDs8bKLGtcI/AAAAAAAABhs/RTka3mybkdw/s400/DSC_0053.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493050607793518018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Someone smart brought a little pool for the youngens,  while some of us went to the big pool and slide.  There was a cute little scream to go along with that big smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDs8avZ0WSI/AAAAAAAABhk/_snf419S06s/s1600/DSC_0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDs8avZ0WSI/AAAAAAAABhk/_snf419S06s/s400/DSC_0040.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493050600607471906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey!  What's that big kid doing in the kiddie sprinkler?  I think he's trying to fill up a water balloon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDs8ZmrW2yI/AAAAAAAABhc/CVdTdOaRHBU/s1600/DSC_0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDs8ZmrW2yI/AAAAAAAABhc/CVdTdOaRHBU/s400/DSC_0044.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493050581085248290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These girlies are my cousins kids, Addi, Marley, and Bailey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDs8Y6gcfmI/AAAAAAAABhU/2CxbvkNPdak/s1600/DSC_0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDs8Y6gcfmI/AAAAAAAABhU/2CxbvkNPdak/s400/DSC_0050.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493050569228320354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-4126945391835795827?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/4126945391835795827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=4126945391835795827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/4126945391835795827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/4126945391835795827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2010/07/visiting-and-kiddie-pool.html' title='Visiting and Kiddie Pool'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDs8bKLGtcI/AAAAAAAABhs/RTka3mybkdw/s72-c/DSC_0053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-131171990360982467</id><published>2010-07-12T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T09:30:11.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Slap Jack and Catch</title><content type='html'>Elli, Amy, and their only cousin (so far), Khanya played a little card game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDs6RPiuAVI/AAAAAAAABhM/zoK25CebPug/s1600/DSC_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDs6RPiuAVI/AAAAAAAABhM/zoK25CebPug/s400/DSC_0012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493048238412792146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We haven't seen Khanya for more than 5 years!  It was neat seeing her all grown up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDs6Qh2MXCI/AAAAAAAABhE/CrkCoHMvmmg/s1600/DSC_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDs6Qh2MXCI/AAAAAAAABhE/CrkCoHMvmmg/s400/DSC_0013.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493048226146442274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brandy and Gregory played catch and enjoyed the shade of the trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDs6QHdpneI/AAAAAAAABg8/SrNYt8AnaVQ/s1600/DSC_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDs6QHdpneI/AAAAAAAABg8/SrNYt8AnaVQ/s400/DSC_0022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493048219064180194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-131171990360982467?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/131171990360982467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=131171990360982467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/131171990360982467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/131171990360982467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2010/07/slap-jack-and-catch.html' title='Slap Jack and Catch'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDs6RPiuAVI/AAAAAAAABhM/zoK25CebPug/s72-c/DSC_0012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-2941581463966898769</id><published>2010-07-12T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T09:30:07.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Idaho Falls Parade!</title><content type='html'>It was a chilly morning on the day of the parade!  We came a little late and didn't get curb side seats, so Adam was not happy that the candy rarely came back far enough for him to get much.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDsrVzYtb5I/AAAAAAAABgk/2ywkF2U_xxg/s1600/DSC_0065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDsrVzYtb5I/AAAAAAAABgk/2ywkF2U_xxg/s400/DSC_0065.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493031824079548306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amy was fine with a piece here and there.  She's not much of a candy girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDsrU65vT4I/AAAAAAAABgc/kEYOSKGDs4E/s1600/DSC_0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDsrU65vT4I/AAAAAAAABgc/kEYOSKGDs4E/s400/DSC_0064.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493031808917262210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Elli found a spot up close though and soon the other 2 joined her.  They found out that if you wave and make lots of noise, people throw candy right at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDsrUXX7nxI/AAAAAAAABgU/47bsNJ5Xbl4/s1600/DSC_0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDsrUXX7nxI/AAAAAAAABgU/47bsNJ5Xbl4/s400/DSC_0061.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493031799380221714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then they just had to collect it.  And fast!  That big kid on the left was quick, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDsrT1plmYI/AAAAAAAABgM/_ScbyP4F4CI/s1600/DSC_0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDsrT1plmYI/AAAAAAAABgM/_ScbyP4F4CI/s400/DSC_0066.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493031790327470466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-2941581463966898769?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/2941581463966898769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=2941581463966898769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/2941581463966898769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/2941581463966898769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2010/07/idaho-falls-parade.html' title='Idaho Falls Parade!'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDsrVzYtb5I/AAAAAAAABgk/2ywkF2U_xxg/s72-c/DSC_0065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-3201815400607947828</id><published>2010-07-12T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T09:29:59.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Riley's List</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Riley joined us, he came with a list.  A list of all the things he wanted to do.  He likes to stay busy and not just sit around watching cable TV.  Now that the kids are older and don't need naps, I'm okay with going all day.  One thing on the list was driving to the Buttes.  They are 2 old volcano mounds with a trail around the rim.  I remember going to them on a field trip in 5th grade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDsmeZBigbI/AAAAAAAABgE/3VfMxbtTfH0/s1600/DSC_0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDsmeZBigbI/AAAAAAAABgE/3VfMxbtTfH0/s400/DSC_0070.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493026474063724978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  I wasn't excited about this hike, but it turned out to be a fun morning.  Here's Adam about as excited as I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDsmdm6k6kI/AAAAAAAABf8/mJzmoqW4KGA/s1600/DSC_0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDsmdm6k6kI/AAAAAAAABf8/mJzmoqW4KGA/s400/DSC_0069.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493026460612749890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once we got walking, we all had fun.  Riley's Dad came with us, too.  There's the great Idaho landscape behind us.  Lots of flat farmland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDsmdCb-hiI/AAAAAAAABf0/LeyeUdHjyS8/s1600/DSC_0080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDsmdCb-hiI/AAAAAAAABf0/LeyeUdHjyS8/s400/DSC_0080.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493026450820728354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Elli got pooped about half way.  She really was having fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDsmckPQUVI/AAAAAAAABfs/ukfJtK_E0xg/s1600/DSC_0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDsmckPQUVI/AAAAAAAABfs/ukfJtK_E0xg/s400/DSC_0082.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493026442714304850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Amy.  She was mostly happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDsmb7RzpqI/AAAAAAAABfk/zBfSWjGW8Io/s1600/DSC_0095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDsmb7RzpqI/AAAAAAAABfk/zBfSWjGW8Io/s400/DSC_0095.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493026431719155362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-3201815400607947828?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/3201815400607947828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=3201815400607947828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/3201815400607947828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/3201815400607947828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2010/07/rileys-list.html' title='Riley&apos;s List'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDsmeZBigbI/AAAAAAAABgE/3VfMxbtTfH0/s72-c/DSC_0070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-2643606853538131025</id><published>2010-07-12T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T09:29:49.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Night in Idaho</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDp6tMSIoQI/AAAAAAAABfc/aU8H08_hl4w/s1600/DSC_0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDp6tMSIoQI/AAAAAAAABfc/aU8H08_hl4w/s400/DSC_0098.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492837612341731586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also on Riley's list was a bunch of restaurants that we love.  We had to go to Papa Murphy's (take and bake pizza), Scotty's Drive-In, Reed's Dairy, and of course, Papa Kelsey's.  They have our favorite sandwiches.  It was a full week, but I think we did got thru most of the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDp6sTXjMAI/AAAAAAAABfU/JeDec0W76Ac/s1600/DSC_0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDp6sTXjMAI/AAAAAAAABfU/JeDec0W76Ac/s400/DSC_0099.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492837597063622658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And since he missed out on Heise for the family reunion, we had to go one more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDp6r4cEfXI/AAAAAAAABfM/IvvFFaWNi64/s1600/DSC_0100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDp6r4cEfXI/AAAAAAAABfM/IvvFFaWNi64/s400/DSC_0100.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492837589834825074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-2643606853538131025?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/2643606853538131025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=2643606853538131025' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/2643606853538131025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/2643606853538131025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2010/07/last-night-in-idaho.html' title='Last Night in Idaho'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDp6tMSIoQI/AAAAAAAABfc/aU8H08_hl4w/s72-c/DSC_0098.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-2876231007172209209</id><published>2010-07-12T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T09:29:42.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Stop... Salt Lake City!</title><content type='html'>We had one full day at the end of vacation to walk around the city and show the kids where we used to live.  Adam remembered a lot, Elli a little, and Amy hardly anything.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDoUudKQd3I/AAAAAAAABeM/1k7AzVW6vBA/s1600/DSC_0132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDoUudKQd3I/AAAAAAAABeM/1k7AzVW6vBA/s400/DSC_0132.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492725483865929586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is our old house on 2nd Avenue.  Old and dirty, but so many memories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDoUuEpuN6I/AAAAAAAABeE/c0OfIzTkOCo/s1600/DSC_0154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDoUuEpuN6I/AAAAAAAABeE/c0OfIzTkOCo/s400/DSC_0154.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492725477287016354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Walked around Temple Square...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDoUtqVm0lI/AAAAAAAABd8/g-Vmlvblibg/s1600/DSC_0149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDoUtqVm0lI/AAAAAAAABd8/g-Vmlvblibg/s400/DSC_0149.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492725470223323730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and through some parks we used to play at.  This is the "wheel park" at the bottom of the hill.    We would walk through here at least 2-3 times a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDoUs4E9gCI/AAAAAAAABd0/6WTFLj5xdek/s1600/DSC_0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDoUs4E9gCI/AAAAAAAABd0/6WTFLj5xdek/s400/DSC_0139.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492725456731734050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The tired feet got a rest while the bellies got a snack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-2876231007172209209?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/2876231007172209209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=2876231007172209209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/2876231007172209209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/2876231007172209209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2010/07/last-stop-salt-lake-city.html' title='Last Stop... Salt Lake City!'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDoUudKQd3I/AAAAAAAABeM/1k7AzVW6vBA/s72-c/DSC_0132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-6419562578628969365</id><published>2010-07-11T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T09:29:01.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>City Creek Walk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDp1b2PA23I/AAAAAAAABe8/d3l_bjy_8ZE/s1600/DSC_0124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDp1b2PA23I/AAAAAAAABe8/d3l_bjy_8ZE/s400/DSC_0124.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492831816807144306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is another place we would walk to all the time.  It's just down the hill from our old house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDp1bS39vBI/AAAAAAAABe0/qxOqKq-i0po/s1600/DSC_0119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDp1bS39vBI/AAAAAAAABe0/qxOqKq-i0po/s400/DSC_0119.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492831807315229714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Adam would play in this fountain every time we came.  It was kind of weird to be back.  Seemed like forever ago but at the same time like it was just yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDp1bEL932I/AAAAAAAABes/Tq3aUFulNA0/s1600/DSC_0126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDp1bEL932I/AAAAAAAABes/Tq3aUFulNA0/s400/DSC_0126.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492831803372592994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-6419562578628969365?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/6419562578628969365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=6419562578628969365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/6419562578628969365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/6419562578628969365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2010/07/city-creek-walk.html' title='City Creek Walk'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDp1b2PA23I/AAAAAAAABe8/d3l_bjy_8ZE/s72-c/DSC_0124.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-6433986606927997740</id><published>2010-07-11T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T09:57:16.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDp4WzPcbWI/AAAAAAAABfE/Ie25oQozuA4/s1600/DSC_0111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDp4WzPcbWI/AAAAAAAABfE/Ie25oQozuA4/s400/DSC_0111.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492835028639182178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are some of the best friends we have.  We were all in the same neighborhood when we were all first married.  When Cheryl heard we were coming to town, she and Annalese got us all together at Liberty Park, another park we would go to often.  It's always fun to see how each other's kids are growing and to catch up every few years.  Helene, the one on the end with the newborn, had her baby a WEEK ago and still came!  Love you guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-6433986606927997740?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/6433986606927997740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=6433986606927997740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/6433986606927997740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/6433986606927997740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2010/07/long-time-friends.html' title='Long Time Friends'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TDp4WzPcbWI/AAAAAAAABfE/Ie25oQozuA4/s72-c/DSC_0111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-9035043177727679097</id><published>2010-06-18T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T17:24:31.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is That the Watermelon!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TBwNfPck7ZI/AAAAAAAABdE/46XyT19AR8c/s1600/DSC_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TBwNfPck7ZI/AAAAAAAABdE/46XyT19AR8c/s400/DSC_0035.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484273276603919762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The garden keeps on getting bigger!  Some stuff is doing well and other stuff hasn't started.  Riley didn't think we needed to label anything, so I'm guessing the huge vine in the middle is the watermelon.  I know the photo below is spinach and I have already plucked some leaves off for my salads.  Yum Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TBwNeHIhVdI/AAAAAAAABc8/XoajLaVL9b4/s1600/DSC_0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TBwNeHIhVdI/AAAAAAAABc8/XoajLaVL9b4/s400/DSC_0037.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484273257192445394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-9035043177727679097?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/9035043177727679097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=9035043177727679097' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/9035043177727679097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/9035043177727679097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2010/06/is-that-watermelon.html' title='Is That the Watermelon!?'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TBwNfPck7ZI/AAAAAAAABdE/46XyT19AR8c/s72-c/DSC_0035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-4322941667130299549</id><published>2010-06-18T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T17:18:32.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nathan and Emma</title><content type='html'>I started watching these two kiddos on Mondays back in February.  I knew it would only be until summer, but I can't believe it went so fast.  Just in the short time I watched them, I saw them grow so much!  It took a couple weeks, but once they warmed up, they were right at home.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TBwJ9JP1VRI/AAAAAAAABc0/WAz1hCKoSvw/s1600/DSC_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TBwJ9JP1VRI/AAAAAAAABc0/WAz1hCKoSvw/s400/DSC_0020.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484269392289420562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We'd always eat lunch right before going to drop off Amy at the bus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TBwJ8XMhpyI/AAAAAAAABcs/8kDqrbpQh1A/s1600/DSC_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TBwJ8XMhpyI/AAAAAAAABcs/8kDqrbpQh1A/s400/DSC_0019.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484269378853775138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank goodness for Amy.  They would play with her all morning and then couldn't wait for her to get home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TBwJ7wJ0iMI/AAAAAAAABck/bSQAzM2gtMI/s1600/DSC_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TBwJ7wJ0iMI/AAAAAAAABck/bSQAzM2gtMI/s400/DSC_0021.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484269368373446850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at those faces!  We are going to miss having them in our home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TBwJ7G_UONI/AAAAAAAABcc/Et2ZO2x3Izg/s1600/DSC_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TBwJ7G_UONI/AAAAAAAABcc/Et2ZO2x3Izg/s400/DSC_0022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484269357323532498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-4322941667130299549?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/4322941667130299549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=4322941667130299549' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/4322941667130299549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/4322941667130299549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2010/06/nathan-and-emma.html' title='Nathan and Emma'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TBwJ9JP1VRI/AAAAAAAABc0/WAz1hCKoSvw/s72-c/DSC_0020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12723233.post-323305213379771268</id><published>2010-06-18T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T17:02:15.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing with the Flash</title><content type='html'>Riley got me a nice, nice camera for Mother's Day.  My friend, Christina, tried to show me how it works, but I think the best thing is to try it out.  I have no idea what I'm doing and can't remember what I had changed to make it do different things.  The kids were all sitting down watching a show, so I thought I'd practice.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TBwH0zStARI/AAAAAAAABcU/b8SUzQm5nEA/s1600/DSC_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TBwH0zStARI/AAAAAAAABcU/b8SUzQm5nEA/s400/DSC_0017.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484267049933668626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sure wish I knew more.  I hoped the camera would magically make every picture perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TBwH0HYYODI/AAAAAAAABcM/VU_9U3o_nlg/s1600/DSC_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TBwH0HYYODI/AAAAAAAABcM/VU_9U3o_nlg/s400/DSC_0015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484267038146312242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12723233-323305213379771268?l=brooknriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/feeds/323305213379771268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12723233&amp;postID=323305213379771268' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/323305213379771268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12723233/posts/default/323305213379771268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brooknriley.blogspot.com/2010/06/playing-with-flash.html' title='Playing with the Flash'/><author><name>Brook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00953658948808585515</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/_4yhEjbkwS-A/TBwH0zStARI/AAAAAAAABcU/b8SUzQm5nEA/s72-c/DSC_0017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
