<?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-5366434546035153298</id><updated>2012-01-25T22:59:41.493-05:00</updated><category term='marathon'/><category term='Brinley'/><category term='cute kids'/><category term='Savior of the World Rehearsals'/><category term='Turks and Caicos'/><category term='organization'/><category term='Teya'/><category term='beach'/><category term='Friday Foto'/><category term='rib fest'/><category term='Family in Town'/><category term='Things to do in New England'/><category term='Moving'/><category term='Birthday parties'/><category term='Videos'/><category term='preschool'/><category term='Minnesota attractions'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='pumpkins'/><category term='Gift ideas'/><category term='Weather'/><category term='Milestones'/><category term='costumes'/><category term='father&apos;s day'/><category term='family fun'/><category term='Monty'/><category term='Fun with friends'/><category term='Holidays'/><category term='Homemaking'/><category term='Dating'/><category term='Rigg Fam'/><category term='Applefest'/><category term='Pregnancy'/><category term='Running'/><category term='Essays on raising children'/><category term='Performing'/><category term='Cooking'/><category term='Sick Kids'/><category term='Hospital visits'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Swimming hole'/><category term='Camden'/><category term='Family outings'/><category term='party'/><category term='Summer fun'/><category term='apple picking'/><category term='school'/><category term='weekend'/><category term='Camping'/><category term='Visiting family'/><category term='Uda fam'/><category term='Taber'/><category term='Lobster'/><category term='half marathon'/><category term='baby'/><category term='Utah'/><category term='Sporting events'/><category term='kid crafts'/><category term='Birthdays'/><category term='Pictures'/><category term='minute to win it'/><category term='Maine'/><category term='Becca'/><category term='Recipes'/><category term='Places to eat'/><category term='Smolack farms'/><category term='Fall'/><title type='text'>Rigg Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Beccarigg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08152742521372953808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQHoTgT3zxU/Sumg5Zp-NmI/AAAAAAAAGw4/za_QX9aufR8/S220/tb.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>537</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366434546035153298.post-3249349230647997523</id><published>2012-01-24T21:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T21:16:49.599-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Savior of the World Rehearsals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>Fitting it all in...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well we're 3 weeks into play practice and 10 weeks into marathon training and it's definitely taking some creative juggling to fit it all in. &amp;nbsp;Luckily some good things have fallen into place to make it possible. Like our awesome neighbor who has offered to come over on Friday nights and watch the kids for free while we have play practice. She's this sweet college girl who I'm sure could use the babysitting money, but she won't charge us since we're doing a church activity. I honestly almost cried when she told us that. Such a blessing : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So this is kind of how the weekends go:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Friday afternoons I swap with a friend or get a babysitter so I can do my long run. Last week it was 17 miles so we're talking close to 3 hours of running. I usually get home around 4 and then I have a couple hours to stretch, shower, recover, make dinner, and get ready for play practice. Play practice is from 7-9:30, so we get home close to 10pm, then Taber sets out all his stuff for his long run and we go to bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Saturday mornings Taber wakes up around 4:20am to get his long run in. Last week he knocked out 17 miles all before 8am!! He is the man! While he's running I work on getting everything together to entertain and feed the kids for 4 hours during rehearsal. We bring the pack and play, baby monitor, blankets, booster seat, baby food, bottles, extra clothes and diapers for Cam, and&amp;nbsp;toys, DVD players, coloring books, snacks and lunches for the girls.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kg1JyLiugrw/Tx7YIFN5s7I/AAAAAAAAQgQ/iD9hi84eJDE/s1600/IMG_4023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kg1JyLiugrw/Tx7YIFN5s7I/AAAAAAAAQgQ/iD9hi84eJDE/s640/IMG_4023.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes we even bring their bikes so they can cruise around in the gym.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZROuUlj2Vs/Tx7YJfVNyxI/AAAAAAAAQgY/xOpYsANYb9U/s1600/IMG_4025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZROuUlj2Vs/Tx7YJfVNyxI/AAAAAAAAQgY/xOpYsANYb9U/s640/IMG_4025.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The girls do great during rehearsal. They just play with their stuff and the other kids whose parents are in the play. Cam is a different story. He requires a lot more work, especially because he needs naps and diaper changes and someone to spoon feed him his meals. &amp;nbsp;Taber and I usually take turns juggling him since we've only been working on music, but once we start blocking I think some of the young women in the play are going to be on Cam duty since we'll be needed on stage.&lt;br /&gt;(I really just wish I could fly the Grandmas out for a few months! I'm sure they'd love being on Cam duty!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After play practice it takes us forever to round up all our stuff (we seriously bring half our household) Then we get home around 2 and we are so wasted from long runs and rehearsals and late nights and early mornings that we barely have enough energy to drag everything in the house and crash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AwRBWqc42jk/Tx7YAkWVBuI/AAAAAAAAQfo/iMaIz3hAji4/s1600/IMG_1537.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AwRBWqc42jk/Tx7YAkWVBuI/AAAAAAAAQfo/iMaIz3hAji4/s640/IMG_1537.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Not a lot of housework happens over the weekends.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UrJNC1MIwGg/Tx7YCCOmKsI/AAAAAAAAQfw/dEU6kL0LveQ/s1600/IMG_1542.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UrJNC1MIwGg/Tx7YCCOmKsI/AAAAAAAAQfw/dEU6kL0LveQ/s640/IMG_1542.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Sorry Mom, I swear it all gets cleaned up by Monday!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After play practice nothing sounds better than a nap, but the kids are such good sports about all this that we really try to do something fun in the afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c8y3OVz4qrc/Tx7YEu2XSaI/AAAAAAAAQf4/2vyfhbLV0UM/s1600/IMG_1598.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c8y3OVz4qrc/Tx7YEu2XSaI/AAAAAAAAQf4/2vyfhbLV0UM/s640/IMG_1598.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Last weekend it snowed, so after rehearsal Taber took the girls outside to play in it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wbj5IRAeb9Q/Tx7YGlioLAI/AAAAAAAAQgA/kM6lhfCVLlQ/s1600/IMG_1604.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wbj5IRAeb9Q/Tx7YGlioLAI/AAAAAAAAQgA/kM6lhfCVLlQ/s640/IMG_1604.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He was going to take them to see Beauty and the Beast in 3D too, but when it was time to come in and get ready for the movie they were having too much fun and chose to stay home and keep playing instead.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I know all this makes from some crazy weekends but I really love what we are doing. The spirit has been so strong in some of the rehearsals that more than once I've had to wipe away tears. The music and the script are amazing and working on them has helped me to focus more on the Savior in my daily life. &amp;nbsp;I play the CD with the music all the time and the girls are even starting to sing the songs. &amp;nbsp;It's the best having our home filled with such beautiful music. I love it, and I'm so glad we're making the effort to fit it all in : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5366434546035153298-3249349230647997523?l=taberandbecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/feeds/3249349230647997523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5366434546035153298&amp;postID=3249349230647997523&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/3249349230647997523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/3249349230647997523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2012/01/fitting-it-all-in.html' title='Fitting it all in...'/><author><name>Beccarigg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08152742521372953808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQHoTgT3zxU/Sumg5Zp-NmI/AAAAAAAAGw4/za_QX9aufR8/S220/tb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kg1JyLiugrw/Tx7YIFN5s7I/AAAAAAAAQgQ/iD9hi84eJDE/s72-c/IMG_4023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366434546035153298.post-6304587548082703252</id><published>2012-01-19T23:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T23:25:50.979-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Things Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So one of the blogs I read does this Three Things Thursday deal where every Thursday they post about 3 random things. And even though Thursday is almost over, I'm going to be a copy cat and do it too. Here are my 3 things in no particular order:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1) The last Christmas decorations standing:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-01cYaIRK0pE/TxgeP3xzJfI/AAAAAAAAQeg/kiyukxVkQ9c/s1600/IMG_1056.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-01cYaIRK0pE/TxgeP3xzJfI/AAAAAAAAQeg/kiyukxVkQ9c/s640/IMG_1056.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I put away all the Christmas decorations the day after New Year's but I still can't bring myself to take down everyone's Christmas cards. Seeing the faces of so many people I love, smiling at me every time I walk by just gives me the warm fuzzies. Thank you so much to everyone who sent us one! They really do warm my heart. : ) &amp;nbsp;One more week, then I swear I'll take them down : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2) Fun with Jenga&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pViiRtknHO8/TxgeBmdCkdI/AAAAAAAAQdk/QWn3AFvMaig/s1600/IMG_1284.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="474" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pViiRtknHO8/TxgeBmdCkdI/AAAAAAAAQdk/QWn3AFvMaig/s640/IMG_1284.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got the girls Jenga for Christmas and I'm impressed with all the ways they use it to entertain themselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wAaMxeMOAYw/TxgeLpo0akI/AAAAAAAAQeQ/wUPpByPhQdo/s1600/Jan+11%252C+2012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wAaMxeMOAYw/TxgeLpo0akI/AAAAAAAAQeQ/wUPpByPhQdo/s640/Jan+11%252C+2012.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They love building domino type structures to knock over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WVKkIm9yuOs/TxgeJ32AniI/AAAAAAAAQeE/-7K1-gl5VRs/s1600/IMG_1410.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WVKkIm9yuOs/TxgeJ32AniI/AAAAAAAAQeE/-7K1-gl5VRs/s640/IMG_1410.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And they love testing their ability to concentrate and hold still while Taber builds towers on their foreheads.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Lv1-zNnS5A/TxgeH0DAQFI/AAAAAAAAQd8/wac9-v5tlLY/s1600/IMG_1409.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Lv1-zNnS5A/TxgeH0DAQFI/AAAAAAAAQd8/wac9-v5tlLY/s640/IMG_1409.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brinley is the absolute champion of Jenga meditation. While Teya squirms and giggles, Brinley holds still as stone and lets her mind go to her "happy place" (When Taber asked her what her happy place was she said, "Chuck E Cheese." ; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3) An Unusually warm winter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Mh8zxiGjpw/TxgeFj42ZeI/AAAAAAAAQd0/tHYDT6nrvVg/s1600/IMG_1320.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Mh8zxiGjpw/TxgeFj42ZeI/AAAAAAAAQd0/tHYDT6nrvVg/s640/IMG_1320.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Besides one random snowstorm in October, his has been an incredibly mild winter. We didn't get any snow until last week and even that has melted. &amp;nbsp;I know Teya is upset that she hasn't been able to play in the snow and Taber is itching to build another &lt;a href="http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2011/01/igloo-in-new-england.html"&gt;igloo&lt;/a&gt;, but I certainly don't mind that the kids can still play outside on the trampoline in January.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rjMIESd4c2I/TxgeNTaBaWI/AAAAAAAAQeY/8kFDxsTcZXo/s1600/Jan+11%252C+20121.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rjMIESd4c2I/TxgeNTaBaWI/AAAAAAAAQeY/8kFDxsTcZXo/s640/Jan+11%252C+20121.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(also if you're wondering about their pink eyelids, they were having a playdate and decided to give themselves makeovers, hence the pink eyeshadow : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5366434546035153298-6304587548082703252?l=taberandbecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/feeds/6304587548082703252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5366434546035153298&amp;postID=6304587548082703252&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/6304587548082703252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/6304587548082703252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2012/01/three-things-thursday.html' title='Three Things Thursday'/><author><name>Beccarigg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08152742521372953808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQHoTgT3zxU/Sumg5Zp-NmI/AAAAAAAAGw4/za_QX9aufR8/S220/tb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-01cYaIRK0pE/TxgeP3xzJfI/AAAAAAAAQeg/kiyukxVkQ9c/s72-c/IMG_1056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366434546035153298.post-421056229882980579</id><published>2012-01-17T00:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T00:13:59.593-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sick Kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>1 year, 16 Teeth, and Two visits to the Emergency Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our little Cam man turned 1 year old last Friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B2NAf9W8vKM/TxTV0i802YI/AAAAAAAAQbQ/K8NNDBH0jVQ/s1600/IMG_0437.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B2NAf9W8vKM/TxTV0i802YI/AAAAAAAAQbQ/K8NNDBH0jVQ/s640/IMG_0437.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He loves his bottle, soft blankets, giggling at his sisters and wreaking havoc around the house (i.e. &amp;nbsp;unrolling all the toilet paper, pulling out all the DVD's, pulling things out of cupboards and off of shelves, you know, typical 1 year old mayhem. : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nybdvu05dIM/TxTV4z9XPYI/AAAAAAAAQbY/-fL7bQZgpmY/s1600/IMG_0560.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="450" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nybdvu05dIM/TxTV4z9XPYI/AAAAAAAAQbY/-fL7bQZgpmY/s640/IMG_0560.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;He is busy busy busy. He army crawls so fast it looks like he's swimming across the floor. He's not walking but he pulls up on everything he can get his hands on, and knows how to climb up and down the stairs like a champ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D6QEFynvoGk/TxTV65OprVI/AAAAAAAAQbg/6e-rHbVSIeQ/s1600/IMG_1351.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="562" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D6QEFynvoGk/TxTV65OprVI/AAAAAAAAQbg/6e-rHbVSIeQ/s640/IMG_1351.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One of his big accomplishments this year was sprouting 16 teeth in 12 months. &amp;nbsp;8 on the top, 8 on the bottom, including 4 molars. Made for some rough nights and lots of drool, but I sure love that toothy little grin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PERA0w8_bvo/TxTWHRKOrtI/AAAAAAAAQcU/6Cf4G0rQn4k/s1600/IMG_1513.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PERA0w8_bvo/TxTWHRKOrtI/AAAAAAAAQcU/6Cf4G0rQn4k/s640/IMG_1513.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Despite all those pearly white chompers he still prefers mostly soft food. Baby food, yogurt, canned peas, canned green beans, bananas, mushy sweet potatoes and oatmeal are his go to favorites.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1fxm7puqBLQ/TxTV9OlZ-7I/AAAAAAAAQbo/QrF4EmkMVug/s1600/IMG_1361.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1fxm7puqBLQ/TxTV9OlZ-7I/AAAAAAAAQbo/QrF4EmkMVug/s640/IMG_1361.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He is really, really, ridiculously good looking (gets it from his Dad) and even though he has yet to say any formal words, he fills the house with his adorable low belly laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides sprouting lots of teeth and learning to climb and crawl, Cam has also given us a couple of scares this year. In September he had a febrile seizure that landed him in the hospital for 3 days. &amp;nbsp;Our doctor told us that from now on we'd have to watch him because a spike in fever, or a high fever over a sustained period of time could trigger another seizure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We experienced that today when his fever spiked and his whole body began to tremble and seize. His lips and fingers turned blue and his skin became blotchy. I called 9-1-1 but this time I was able to stay calm (for the most part) and hold it together until the paramedics arrived. Cam's seizure lasted around 5 minutes but he didn't lose conciousness. He did throw up in the ambulance from the high fever and when we arrived at the ER his temperature was 106.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ufuuTccvMDs/TxUBR8ZqpqI/AAAAAAAAQcg/7ykh7kziT8A/s1600/IMG_2981.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ufuuTccvMDs/TxUBR8ZqpqI/AAAAAAAAQcg/7ykh7kziT8A/s400/IMG_2981.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was very hard to see our sweet little man in such a scary condition. Thankfully the doctors were able to get the fever down by layering Motrin with prescription Tylenol with codeine. They also discovered the cause of the fever, a double ear infection, and took care of that with a shot of antibiotics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 3 hours in the ER we brought our sweet guy home and he is doing much much better. I have an appointment with his pediatrician tomorrow and hopefully I can find out more about what we can do to prevent these seizures and also how best to handle them when they happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is he's home and on the mend. It's been an eventful but wonderful 12 months, and now I'll end with a few cute pictures from last Friday's birthday celebration:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zHmUdaujDPI/TxTV_jBn1LI/AAAAAAAAQbw/ms4zOJ-Z82Y/s1600/IMG_1383.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zHmUdaujDPI/TxTV_jBn1LI/AAAAAAAAQbw/ms4zOJ-Z82Y/s400/IMG_1383.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Didn't take him long to snatch the whole cake and ram it in his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EL-XLPlN8nM/TxTWCyCefzI/AAAAAAAAQcA/Ebya7FbNAG8/s1600/IMG_1386.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EL-XLPlN8nM/TxTWCyCefzI/AAAAAAAAQcA/Ebya7FbNAG8/s640/IMG_1386.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby likes the Cakey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qxfxhwek4Vo/TxTWFf4BJMI/AAAAAAAAQcI/Z8hbYKYj6Qk/s1600/IMG_1406.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qxfxhwek4Vo/TxTWFf4BJMI/AAAAAAAAQcI/Z8hbYKYj6Qk/s640/IMG_1406.jpg" width="440" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday little Cam!! Thanks for bringing so much happiness into our home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5366434546035153298-421056229882980579?l=taberandbecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/feeds/421056229882980579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5366434546035153298&amp;postID=421056229882980579&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/421056229882980579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/421056229882980579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2012/01/1-year-16-teeth-and-two-visits-to.html' title='1 year, 16 Teeth, and Two visits to the Emergency Room'/><author><name>Beccarigg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08152742521372953808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQHoTgT3zxU/Sumg5Zp-NmI/AAAAAAAAGw4/za_QX9aufR8/S220/tb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B2NAf9W8vKM/TxTV0i802YI/AAAAAAAAQbQ/K8NNDBH0jVQ/s72-c/IMG_0437.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366434546035153298.post-6704181950926374827</id><published>2012-01-12T00:17:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T00:17:41.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things are about to get Crazy Busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I like being busy. I like having places to go and things to do. I like having commitments and responsibilities. It's fun, and I kind of think it helps me stay productive. It can also make me drop balls and run around like a mad woman, but in a weird way I kind of dig some of the chaos that comes with being busy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That being said, things are about to get CRAZY busy over here, and the next 3 months are going to be a little intense!&amp;nbsp;Let me explain the layers of craziness:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Layer 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taber works full time + has to go back on 3rd shift once a week+ commutes 45 minutes each way to work + serves as the 2nd counselor in the Young Men's presidency at church (which means lessons on Sundays, activities on Wednesdays) + is the father of 3 small children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I work full time as a stay at home mom to 3 small children (which in itself constitutes crazy busy) + serve as the 2nd counselor in the Relief Society presidency at church (which means teaching, coordinating activities and presidency meetings twice a month) + sing in the ward choir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Layer 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taber and I are both training for the DC marathon in March so we also have to fit in 30-45 miles of running a week. This is especially tricky with our long runs. Right now we are up to 16 miles, which takes us close to 2 and 1/2 hours to run. Next month we will have to run 19 and 20 milers, which will be 3 hours of running. Usually we would get a babysitter and do this on a Saturday but then there's layer 3...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Layer 3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since we weren't busy enough ; ) I decided to try out for our Stake's production of The Savior of the World, which is a musical play that depicts the events surrounding the birth and resurrection of the Savior. I was shocked and excited to get the part of Mary, but they didn't have enough men try out and really needed more so they convinced Taber to be a part of it too. He is playing a shepherd in the first act and the apostle James in the second act. I think the play will be amazing but the rehearsal schedule is pretty demanding. From now until the show in April, we have play practice every Friday night from 7-9:30 and practice every Saturday morning from 9am -1pm. &amp;nbsp;Not sure how we will fit our long runs into this schedule because we don't want to be in play practice all morning and then leave the kids with another sitter to go run for 3 hours. I'll probably have to do some kind of baby-sitting swap during the week to get mine in and Taber might have to split his runs or do some in the early early morning before practice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah, we kind of have a lot going on, especially because we're BOTH doing the marathon&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;the play, and someone needs to watch the kids, so it's a real balancing act to try and juggle it all. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rvNy5E2z8Iw/Tw5cD_l4mNI/AAAAAAAAQaA/s9vcvgqz1fk/s1600/IMG_0735.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rvNy5E2z8Iw/Tw5cD_l4mNI/AAAAAAAAQaA/s9vcvgqz1fk/s640/IMG_0735.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;know balls will get dropped and some things are going to be neglected, but as long as I keep these three munchkins at the top of the priority list, we'll get through it okay.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I might not shower every day or get very much sleep. I might not make my bed or match all the socks or mop my floors or vacuum as much as I should. I might not have time to read and comment all my favorite blogs or troll Facebook as much as I like to ; )&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I might feed my family frozen pizza or cold cereal for dinner during the week, but I know that it will be worth it in 3 months when we get to be a part of 2 big events that we'll remember for the rest of our lives.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So that's what's going down at the Rigg household, let the craziness begin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5366434546035153298-6704181950926374827?l=taberandbecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/feeds/6704181950926374827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5366434546035153298&amp;postID=6704181950926374827&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/6704181950926374827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/6704181950926374827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2012/01/things-are-about-to-get-crazy-busy.html' title='Things are about to get Crazy Busy'/><author><name>Beccarigg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08152742521372953808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQHoTgT3zxU/Sumg5Zp-NmI/AAAAAAAAGw4/za_QX9aufR8/S220/tb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rvNy5E2z8Iw/Tw5cD_l4mNI/AAAAAAAAQaA/s9vcvgqz1fk/s72-c/IMG_0735.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366434546035153298.post-5023868191440197149</id><published>2012-01-09T22:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T22:49:30.333-05:00</updated><title type='text'>End of December Massive Picture Dump</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We did a lot of stuff at the end of December when Naomi and Kevin were in town, but I am currently a little overwhelmed with all that is on my plate right now so instead of individual posts I'm just going to do a big fat picture dump to wrap up December. : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Prepare for some serious scrolling!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cool stuff we did with the Hanks fam:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Imajine That Indoor playground&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CY-cYnV2G-g/TwuiSH2iOII/AAAAAAAAQWo/yCkrEf6xuMU/s1600/Dec+27%252C+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CY-cYnV2G-g/TwuiSH2iOII/AAAAAAAAQWo/yCkrEf6xuMU/s640/Dec+27%252C+2011.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This place is the bomb. Indoor jungle gym, bounce house, soft climbing playground, play kitchen, play grocery store, puppet show theater, costumes, instruments, craft room, etc.... The kids had a blast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_QPoZW4Bp6c/Twuia05gkWI/AAAAAAAAQXI/C7Gj9AF90hw/s1600/IMG_0447.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_QPoZW4Bp6c/Twuia05gkWI/AAAAAAAAQXI/C7Gj9AF90hw/s640/IMG_0447.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mr. busy body loved being set loose in there too. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Look at that face, I am seriously smitten with this kid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Boston Children's Museum&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When you have small children the highlight of Boston is usually the children's museum ; )&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Taber had to stay home with Brinley and Cam since Brinley was still really sick that day.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ie4lA1GbMyE/TwulCpxDN2I/AAAAAAAAQY8/WI268Zb7AkA/s1600/IMG_0387.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="337" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ie4lA1GbMyE/TwulCpxDN2I/AAAAAAAAQY8/WI268Zb7AkA/s400/IMG_0387.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hanks fam in Bean Town!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MwjCOerCVOU/TwuiQjxPMrI/AAAAAAAAQWg/Q-zPxfjUL9M/s1600/Dec+26%252C+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MwjCOerCVOU/TwuiQjxPMrI/AAAAAAAAQWg/Q-zPxfjUL9M/s640/Dec+26%252C+2011.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hours of entertainment for the kiddos (and Kevin)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dRsr47YFx_4/Twuk9JjOg6I/AAAAAAAAQYs/FoiWTcSlbiw/s1600/IMG_0275.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="438" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dRsr47YFx_4/Twuk9JjOg6I/AAAAAAAAQYs/FoiWTcSlbiw/s640/IMG_0275.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Teya and auntie Naomi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yF16i8mPvK0/TwukJEpNblI/AAAAAAAAQYM/UYY1SrwrTMI/s1600/IMG_0139.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yF16i8mPvK0/TwukJEpNblI/AAAAAAAAQYM/UYY1SrwrTMI/s400/IMG_0139.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lily and Auntie Becca&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-szkpDg-Q5fI/TwuiXl8k1eI/AAAAAAAAQXA/W51YHXV36Uc/s1600/Desktop19.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-szkpDg-Q5fI/TwuiXl8k1eI/AAAAAAAAQXA/W51YHXV36Uc/s640/Desktop19.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hula hooping! After a little practice Teya was rockin' it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bi9avKmq8y0/Twuk_4dqD2I/AAAAAAAAQY0/xV0vZOmt3lE/s1600/IMG_0290.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bi9avKmq8y0/Twuk_4dqD2I/AAAAAAAAQY0/xV0vZOmt3lE/s640/IMG_0290.jpg" width="385" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She also discovered the joy of jump pictures : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qMRl4YKAkwE/TwukL203DSI/AAAAAAAAQYU/LSBxgea8h_w/s1600/IMG_0235.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qMRl4YKAkwE/TwukL203DSI/AAAAAAAAQYU/LSBxgea8h_w/s400/IMG_0235.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kevin bought me this book at the gift shop. I seriously have no idea why...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JMf9DUbz9C0/Twuk3vQBTHI/AAAAAAAAQYk/UG6AuYPlftc/s1600/101_0971.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JMf9DUbz9C0/Twuk3vQBTHI/AAAAAAAAQYk/UG6AuYPlftc/s400/101_0971.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The boys had a man-cation day where they went candlestick bowling and saw Mission Impossible 4.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pROAiYZ92fc/TwurM1KaGZI/AAAAAAAAQZQ/bLJHbtfPWbY/s1600/IMG_3935.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pROAiYZ92fc/TwurM1KaGZI/AAAAAAAAQZQ/bLJHbtfPWbY/s400/IMG_3935.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And Naomi and I had an afternoon out for shopping!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fv841QBgI2g/TwukDjwuVnI/AAAAAAAAQX4/KXdFbV9_0ss/s1600/IMG_0108.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fv841QBgI2g/TwukDjwuVnI/AAAAAAAAQX4/KXdFbV9_0ss/s640/IMG_0108.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Teya practiced modeling for my new camera. After she saw this picture she said, "wow, I look so grown up!" It made me a little sad when I realized she is right : (&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2c3o7pi8CqU/TwukAjupN6I/AAAAAAAAQXw/7Haq4Gm6GtE/s1600/IMG_0106.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2c3o7pi8CqU/TwukAjupN6I/AAAAAAAAQXw/7Haq4Gm6GtE/s400/IMG_0106.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Uncle Kevin doing some modeling with Teya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5hypNs1y_Lw/Twuj9ufDMtI/AAAAAAAAQXo/INhWkz_R4Co/s1600/IMG_0044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5hypNs1y_Lw/Twuj9ufDMtI/AAAAAAAAQXo/INhWkz_R4Co/s400/IMG_0044.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And me modeling my super stretchy fish lips. (yeah I got skillz ; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chuck E Cheese&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On the day they left we did one last hoorah at Chuck E Cheese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hFHnJqyyqgI/TwuidfgRbPI/AAAAAAAAQXU/DEVXVcefz0g/s1600/IMG_0660.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hFHnJqyyqgI/TwuidfgRbPI/AAAAAAAAQXU/DEVXVcefz0g/s640/IMG_0660.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The girls and the Mouse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--sOQSx9a6sA/TwuiTtnaAPI/AAAAAAAAQWw/zfH7XWd9HOw/s1600/Dec+28%252C+2011_3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--sOQSx9a6sA/TwuiTtnaAPI/AAAAAAAAQWw/zfH7XWd9HOw/s640/Dec+28%252C+2011_3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Kiddie Rides!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BrFAsoEBph0/TwuiVq8kwzI/AAAAAAAAQW4/eD7xKYLhXws/s1600/Dec+28%252C+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BrFAsoEBph0/TwuiVq8kwzI/AAAAAAAAQW4/eD7xKYLhXws/s640/Dec+28%252C+2011.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;They have a new virtual roller coaster ride that all of them got a huge kick out of, even Cam.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was so much fun having the Hanks family here and we are just so so happy that they made the effort to come out and spend Christmas with us. LOVE YOU GUYS!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&amp;nbsp;Celtics Game&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After the Hanks left, Taber and I got to go to the opening game for the Celtics&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nmPy7TE2fZ8/TwulFCiBPKI/AAAAAAAAQZE/Y16r2CpLl80/s1600/IMG_0918.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nmPy7TE2fZ8/TwulFCiBPKI/AAAAAAAAQZE/Y16r2CpLl80/s640/IMG_0918.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was fun to be there opening night and soak in all crazy excitement in the atmosphere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J3hdSpuY5QE/Twuj60fJfWI/AAAAAAAAQXg/qqswQhuZR8E/s1600/2012-01-09.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J3hdSpuY5QE/Twuj60fJfWI/AAAAAAAAQXg/qqswQhuZR8E/s640/2012-01-09.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Good times, great date night, and that's it for December!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5366434546035153298-5023868191440197149?l=taberandbecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/feeds/5023868191440197149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5366434546035153298&amp;postID=5023868191440197149&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/5023868191440197149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/5023868191440197149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2012/01/end-of-december-massive-picture-dump.html' title='End of December Massive Picture Dump'/><author><name>Beccarigg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08152742521372953808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQHoTgT3zxU/Sumg5Zp-NmI/AAAAAAAAGw4/za_QX9aufR8/S220/tb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CY-cYnV2G-g/TwuiSH2iOII/AAAAAAAAQWo/yCkrEf6xuMU/s72-c/Dec+27%252C+2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366434546035153298.post-8791468067238474394</id><published>2012-01-03T10:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T14:27:48.400-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Someone gets a little excited about Christmas over here...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And that someone is miss Teya Rigg.&lt;br /&gt;You will witness it, at the end of this post, but first a quick Christmas recap:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year Christmas was extra awesome because my sister Naomi and her family came out from Chicago to spend it with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0tTHkCKPa0/TwMjLT-2qdI/AAAAAAAAQVY/bcTsuIByeOI/s1600/100_6551.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0tTHkCKPa0/TwMjLT-2qdI/AAAAAAAAQVY/bcTsuIByeOI/s640/100_6551.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The girls loved having their cousins around for a week and it was cute to see them all in their matching pajamas on Christmas morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PS32ClgzagA/TwMb9FYikoI/AAAAAAAAQTU/-EtoMTsz-yI/s1600/101_1176.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PS32ClgzagA/TwMb9FYikoI/AAAAAAAAQTU/-EtoMTsz-yI/s640/101_1176.JPG" width="568" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Matching sisters Teya and Brinley!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bp8G67tydHY/TwMcRsTL1RI/AAAAAAAAQUs/5JCtB1Ol9sY/s1600/IMG_2885.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="476" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bp8G67tydHY/TwMcRsTL1RI/AAAAAAAAQUs/5JCtB1Ol9sY/s640/IMG_2885.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Matching sisters Becca and Naomi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PZLiAc3rX2E/TwMb-wgQNTI/AAAAAAAAQTc/K5Q85yGUzkM/s1600/101_1180.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PZLiAc3rX2E/TwMb-wgQNTI/AAAAAAAAQTc/K5Q85yGUzkM/s640/101_1180.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls showing off their new shawls that Grandma Karen knitted for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_m6v_8k0z8g/TwMcA54ACbI/AAAAAAAAQTk/BuPpsoQWR4I/s1600/101_1185.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_m6v_8k0z8g/TwMcA54ACbI/AAAAAAAAQTk/BuPpsoQWR4I/s640/101_1185.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Taber and Cam on his very first Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BUiuoR3Zg4s/TwMcCqSuzYI/AAAAAAAAQTs/0hvEjTvOAbo/s1600/101_1190.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BUiuoR3Zg4s/TwMcCqSuzYI/AAAAAAAAQTs/0hvEjTvOAbo/s400/101_1190.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He loved crawling through the wrapping paper and playing with everyone else's presents : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MrN0rpgiomI/TwMcETeV5YI/AAAAAAAAQT0/LOtEETpqFAo/s1600/101_1200.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MrN0rpgiomI/TwMcETeV5YI/AAAAAAAAQT0/LOtEETpqFAo/s640/101_1200.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Uncle Kevin made Taber this sweet frame for his Hartford marathon medal and bib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SgUwAI4Xm-c/TwMcF-Z1QwI/AAAAAAAAQT8/mDuVuuYi_0E/s1600/101_1204.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SgUwAI4Xm-c/TwMcF-Z1QwI/AAAAAAAAQT8/mDuVuuYi_0E/s640/101_1204.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Taber made all my Christmas wishes come true and got me the DSLR camera that I've been drooling over for years. &amp;nbsp;(do you like how this picture was taken with our old camera and is all blurry? it was definitely time for an upgrade!) I took over 300 pictures the first day I had it : ) I still have a lot to learn to unleash the camera's real potential, but I'm excited to start taking better pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8TeD5mMyCQI/TwMcKw9gRPI/AAAAAAAAQUQ/-OdQGof6rsA/s1600/IMG_0087.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8TeD5mMyCQI/TwMcKw9gRPI/AAAAAAAAQUQ/-OdQGof6rsA/s640/IMG_0087.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I made Taber 2 blog books to cover all of 2010. Each book covers 6 months and is just under 200 pages long. It was a labor of love that took me many many hours to finish, but it's always worth it to see Taber and the kids pouring over the books and smiling over the memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w7el1fPH154/TwMcMzaGvEI/AAAAAAAAQUY/gTahnGLzxlo/s1600/IMG_0091.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="594" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w7el1fPH154/TwMcMzaGvEI/AAAAAAAAQUY/gTahnGLzxlo/s640/IMG_0091.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Happy Taber with a little piece of our family history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mp0yzFgY2Xk/TwMcQJ3aoXI/AAAAAAAAQUk/VPfKmJfQofA/s1600/IMG_0752.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mp0yzFgY2Xk/TwMcQJ3aoXI/AAAAAAAAQUk/VPfKmJfQofA/s640/IMG_0752.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I've made blog books from 2007-2010. I just need to make 2 more to catch up on 2011 and I'll finally be up to date : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highlight of Christmas though was seeing the kids get so excited about everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I've ever seen a kid more excited about Christmas than little miss Teya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She was so pumped up that she literally screamed/shouted every word she spoke for the first 20 minutes of opening presents. &amp;nbsp;Brinley was still a little sick from the night before but Teya managed to stir up plenty of excitement on her sister's behalf over her presents. You have to watch this video to witness the intensity of it. And prepare yourself for the 1:16 minute mark when the excitement reaches fever pitch. This is Christmas magic at it's best!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/kXtmGL59Kbk" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5366434546035153298-8791468067238474394?l=taberandbecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/feeds/8791468067238474394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5366434546035153298&amp;postID=8791468067238474394&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/8791468067238474394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/8791468067238474394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2012/01/someone-gets-little-excited-about.html' title='Someone gets a little excited about Christmas over here...'/><author><name>Beccarigg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08152742521372953808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQHoTgT3zxU/Sumg5Zp-NmI/AAAAAAAAGw4/za_QX9aufR8/S220/tb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0tTHkCKPa0/TwMjLT-2qdI/AAAAAAAAQVY/bcTsuIByeOI/s72-c/100_6551.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366434546035153298.post-5076631743952694068</id><published>2012-01-03T10:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T10:36:12.732-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PGRvPrmTwN8/TwMSXb-FlTI/AAAAAAAAQSo/XUoxXt8lD9g/s1600/Dec+24%252C+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PGRvPrmTwN8/TwMSXb-FlTI/AAAAAAAAQSo/XUoxXt8lD9g/s640/Dec+24%252C+2011.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We started Christmas Eve off bright and early with a chilly but fun long run. Taber, Kevin and I are all training for the DC marathon in March so it was awesome to be able to run together.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R3yu0CrNV-o/TwMfn-9m8jI/AAAAAAAAQVM/e-AN9s9Vu5M/s1600/IMG_2533.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R3yu0CrNV-o/TwMfn-9m8jI/AAAAAAAAQVM/e-AN9s9Vu5M/s640/IMG_2533.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We ran 13.1 miles on the Applefest half marathon course in Hollis. We wore Santa hats and got lots of honks and waves from all the warm people in their cars watching the crazy runners freeze their tooshies off. Good times I tell ya, good times ; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0JXsdM5skfM/TwMSWCLRfMI/AAAAAAAAQSg/7qreS4JpYZw/s1600/2012-01-02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0JXsdM5skfM/TwMSWCLRfMI/AAAAAAAAQSg/7qreS4JpYZw/s640/2012-01-02.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Later that evening we invited some friends over for a Christmas Eve dinner and nativity with the kids. We made Cafe Rio sweet pork and Zesty chicken and had a tasty taco salad bar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bce-buuWlc4/TwMSMIkhA9I/AAAAAAAAQRk/vtL4Kim1IBU/s1600/101_1045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bce-buuWlc4/TwMSMIkhA9I/AAAAAAAAQRk/vtL4Kim1IBU/s640/101_1045.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After dinner Darby read a book about gingerbread men to the kids to prep them for gingerbread man decorating!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Oisp9XT5nmI/TwMSZNpqwTI/AAAAAAAAQSw/TmIDHGkjoAE/s1600/Dec+24%252C+20111.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Oisp9XT5nmI/TwMSZNpqwTI/AAAAAAAAQSw/TmIDHGkjoAE/s640/Dec+24%252C+20111.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She brought each kid their own personalized homemade gingerbread man with their name stamped into it. She also brought frosting and lots of fun things for them to decorate with. Darby is amazing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ftVsK5_5JEQ/TwMSNjdeLCI/AAAAAAAAQRs/pwNC4nt-FqY/s1600/101_1056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="441" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ftVsK5_5JEQ/TwMSNjdeLCI/AAAAAAAAQRs/pwNC4nt-FqY/s640/101_1056.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The kids had a blast decorating their little men.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O4TKYJIf6yg/TwMSO_3hubI/AAAAAAAAQR0/FLIlw2E9M8I/s1600/101_1105.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O4TKYJIf6yg/TwMSO_3hubI/AAAAAAAAQR0/FLIlw2E9M8I/s640/101_1105.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;When they were finished we gathered everyone up to act out the nativity. Teya's little friend Mia was Mary and she was the most precious and sweet Mary I've ever seen. She really got into the part and held the little baby with so much tenderness. So so sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q__oP2wZcbs/TwMSQOkimhI/AAAAAAAAQR8/uZghg_G9LDY/s1600/101_1108.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q__oP2wZcbs/TwMSQOkimhI/AAAAAAAAQR8/uZghg_G9LDY/s640/101_1108.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We had quite a few more girls than boys so instead of 3 Kings this year's nativity had 3 Queens. Teya, Sophie, and Brooklyn (not pictured) Who was actually a Fairy queen with wings.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vvIyVSrSQvw/TwMSSL-1SwI/AAAAAAAAQSE/8OkECeUzugg/s1600/101_1117.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vvIyVSrSQvw/TwMSSL-1SwI/AAAAAAAAQSE/8OkECeUzugg/s640/101_1117.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Soon it was time to change into jammies and get ready for Santa!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Teya and the Knutson girls in their Christmas PJ's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LlaYlW4CM0g/TwMSTXDIFuI/AAAAAAAAQSM/6pKq9I4ZD_8/s1600/101_1129.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LlaYlW4CM0g/TwMSTXDIFuI/AAAAAAAAQSM/6pKq9I4ZD_8/s640/101_1129.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And Cam and Austin working the red and green stripes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AnyfUahK7mQ/TwMSU0y22nI/AAAAAAAAQSY/WaadyukVjx0/s1600/101_1137.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AnyfUahK7mQ/TwMSU0y22nI/AAAAAAAAQSY/WaadyukVjx0/s640/101_1137.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Brinley had matching jammies too but sadly she missed out on all the festivities as once again she was hit with a horrible round of the sickies. She threw up several times right before everyone showed up and then she passed out at 4:30 p.m. and never woke up the rest of the night. Santa felt so sorry for her that he threw in a few extra presents the next day. Poor sweet girl : (&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5366434546035153298-5076631743952694068?l=taberandbecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/feeds/5076631743952694068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5366434546035153298&amp;postID=5076631743952694068&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/5076631743952694068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/5076631743952694068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2012/01/christmas-eve-2011.html' title='Christmas Eve 2011'/><author><name>Beccarigg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08152742521372953808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQHoTgT3zxU/Sumg5Zp-NmI/AAAAAAAAGw4/za_QX9aufR8/S220/tb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PGRvPrmTwN8/TwMSXb-FlTI/AAAAAAAAQSo/XUoxXt8lD9g/s72-c/Dec+24%252C+2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366434546035153298.post-4501697714220963512</id><published>2011-12-20T15:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T16:56:43.085-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute kids'/><title type='text'>Things That Make Me Happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5i4dOW0jjrs/TvDcMEyLDXI/AAAAAAAAQCg/g3I0_qyyh8c/s1600/101_0768.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5i4dOW0jjrs/TvDcMEyLDXI/AAAAAAAAQCg/g3I0_qyyh8c/s640/101_0768.JPG" width="522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My chubby little alarm clock, standing straight up to greet me with his toothy grin : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Even at 2am it's hard not to smile at that)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q2qOc3UViDE/TvDcPHAEvzI/AAAAAAAAQCo/zFucb_HDGh8/s1600/101_0775.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q2qOc3UViDE/TvDcPHAEvzI/AAAAAAAAQCo/zFucb_HDGh8/s640/101_0775.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Teya and her original fashion creations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3_VpGUmWnSE/TvDcqrQVxlI/AAAAAAAAQDU/EoZY4LMpRU4/s1600/IMG_3900.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3_VpGUmWnSE/TvDcqrQVxlI/AAAAAAAAQDU/EoZY4LMpRU4/s640/IMG_3900.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My grocery shopping entourage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3NFQ9vbv-YM/TvDck2PC06I/AAAAAAAAQDM/7IMQVh1fzIY/s1600/101_0899.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3NFQ9vbv-YM/TvDck2PC06I/AAAAAAAAQDM/7IMQVh1fzIY/s640/101_0899.JPG" width="444" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Brinley&amp;nbsp;in&amp;nbsp;her sassy new hat and black boots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xzI2ypi3WVU/TvDcWn5-wuI/AAAAAAAAQCw/RzriSVAiTYw/s1600/101_0851.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="448" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xzI2ypi3WVU/TvDcWn5-wuI/AAAAAAAAQCw/RzriSVAiTYw/s640/101_0851.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My girls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D5BvbX8M8m4/TvDcbFnSATI/AAAAAAAAQC4/hwKesVgKlF4/s1600/101_0860.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D5BvbX8M8m4/TvDcbFnSATI/AAAAAAAAQC4/hwKesVgKlF4/s640/101_0860.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My Boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kCcVU8Uqxvg/TvDcfgDLbnI/AAAAAAAAQDA/WP63MKPqC7Y/s1600/101_0884.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kCcVU8Uqxvg/TvDcfgDLbnI/AAAAAAAAQDA/WP63MKPqC7Y/s640/101_0884.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;These sparkly little eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you blame me&amp;nbsp;for being happy?&amp;nbsp;: )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5366434546035153298-4501697714220963512?l=taberandbecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/feeds/4501697714220963512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5366434546035153298&amp;postID=4501697714220963512&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/4501697714220963512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/4501697714220963512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2011/12/things-that-make-me-happy.html' title='Things That Make Me Happy'/><author><name>Beccarigg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08152742521372953808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQHoTgT3zxU/Sumg5Zp-NmI/AAAAAAAAGw4/za_QX9aufR8/S220/tb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5i4dOW0jjrs/TvDcMEyLDXI/AAAAAAAAQCg/g3I0_qyyh8c/s72-c/101_0768.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366434546035153298.post-4394945681200158033</id><published>2011-12-15T22:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T22:52:45.653-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Gettin' Christmasy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas is coming and the goose is getting fat...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AqHtQMQ4vVg/TukP3SLOxMI/AAAAAAAAQBQ/bsJYCn52xGI/s1600/101_0502.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AqHtQMQ4vVg/TukP3SLOxMI/AAAAAAAAQBQ/bsJYCn52xGI/s400/101_0502.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We busted out the Christmas decorations shortly after Thanksgiving and the girls have been SO EXCITED ever since. (I had to use all caps to try and capture the intensity of their excitement.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zb7ZQL0qa_8/TukPjwV-ljI/AAAAAAAAQBE/0wxDGA6lBJo/s1600/101_0839.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zb7ZQL0qa_8/TukPjwV-ljI/AAAAAAAAQBE/0wxDGA6lBJo/s400/101_0839.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We put the nativity up and hung the stockings with care. Then it was time to pick out a tree. The girls couldn't wait to go with Daddy, but the morning they were supposed to go...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FC15233y9SA/TukQ1iqvPQI/AAAAAAAAQCE/Q7hnRcHY9B8/s1600/IMG_3867.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FC15233y9SA/TukQ1iqvPQI/AAAAAAAAQCE/Q7hnRcHY9B8/s400/IMG_3867.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;poor Brinley got the pukes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She couldn't keep anything down, not even a sip of water. But she was devastated at the thought of missing the tree chopping, and after the most heartbreaking tears and pathetic begging I finally caved and let her go. I know that probably makes me a bad parent but if you had seen her eyes, oh my goodness! The heartbreak!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i99uDZ1YFD0/TukP4bpB7-I/AAAAAAAAQBY/sTX9LsZBfv8/s1600/IMG_2719.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i99uDZ1YFD0/TukP4bpB7-I/AAAAAAAAQBY/sTX9LsZBfv8/s400/IMG_2719.jpg" width="262" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So Teya and little sickie pants accompanied Daddy to the tree farm and found this lovely pine. They chopped it down and brought it home, along with a car seat full of puke. I guess Brinley was doing all right until Taber put her back in the car and she didn't want her barf bowl on her lap so she kicked it off and then hurled all over her lap. Poor little thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pRiQNmmXPpY/TukP8rfYJLI/AAAAAAAAQBw/tmF8ZcAho8Q/s1600/IMG_2732.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pRiQNmmXPpY/TukP8rfYJLI/AAAAAAAAQBw/tmF8ZcAho8Q/s400/IMG_2732.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We got her all bathed and cleaned up and she passed out on the couch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Us-OJgAuW8k/TukP6cg4bfI/AAAAAAAAQBg/_wX5X4KWAxQ/s1600/IMG_2726.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Us-OJgAuW8k/TukP6cg4bfI/AAAAAAAAQBg/_wX5X4KWAxQ/s400/IMG_2726.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Meanwhile the rest of us got to work decorating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-18Bdyte41FM/TugI7i2MrEI/AAAAAAAAP-w/G8g3XN6El60/s1600/101_0524.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-18Bdyte41FM/TugI7i2MrEI/AAAAAAAAP-w/G8g3XN6El60/s400/101_0524.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The tree they picked was tall! To get the star on, Taber stacked the stool he's standing on in this picture on top of a kitchen chair and I spotted him while he wobbled around trying to reach the top branch. Teya couldn't even watch it was so nerve wracking! Luckily he got it on without falling, but one of these days we should probably invest in a ladder. ; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ghbvvYf4jkI/TugJIuqIGFI/AAAAAAAAP_s/l57rXeXzCEk/s1600/101_0576.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ghbvvYf4jkI/TugJIuqIGFI/AAAAAAAAP_s/l57rXeXzCEk/s400/101_0576.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cam thought it was all very entertaining.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8jxdD8BOD64/TugI-oI3LXI/AAAAAAAAP_A/plnVv2vtPCg/s1600/101_0542.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8jxdD8BOD64/TugI-oI3LXI/AAAAAAAAP_A/plnVv2vtPCg/s400/101_0542.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And eventually Brinley woke up, feeling TONS better and joined the fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WGzR154UR2I/TugJAiViERI/AAAAAAAAP_I/TF-ZnYS8DYA/s1600/101_0545.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WGzR154UR2I/TugJAiViERI/AAAAAAAAP_I/TF-ZnYS8DYA/s400/101_0545.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The girls did a great job keeping the ornaments spread out and out of Cam's reach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mn0uUnHWrac/TukP-LFbPII/AAAAAAAAQB4/50GkTazihqM/s1600/IMG_2746.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mn0uUnHWrac/TukP-LFbPII/AAAAAAAAQB4/50GkTazihqM/s640/IMG_2746.jpg" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tada!!! We're ready for Christmas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mBL1MWt0Zyc/TukPhrSEDdI/AAAAAAAAQA8/HEl0HXxGScU/s1600/101_0836.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mBL1MWt0Zyc/TukPhrSEDdI/AAAAAAAAQA8/HEl0HXxGScU/s640/101_0836.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When it was finished we all oooed and aaaahed over it's awesomeness : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Other Christmasy activities...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4O9DzBu_zew/TugJKWKHa6I/AAAAAAAAP_0/Fy67lF6sd1M/s1600/101_0782.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="242" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4O9DzBu_zew/TugJKWKHa6I/AAAAAAAAP_0/Fy67lF6sd1M/s400/101_0782.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our church does an outdoor live nativity every year so we took the kiddos to see it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H3mBYcjTsRM/TukSNbHrO9I/AAAAAAAAQCQ/BctFbBs1gnI/s1600/101_0785.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="540" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H3mBYcjTsRM/TukSNbHrO9I/AAAAAAAAQCQ/BctFbBs1gnI/s640/101_0785.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They wanted to sit in the very front so they bypassed the chairs and planted themselves right on the ground. I took this picture when it was over and got a good chuckle from Cam and Brinley's faces. &amp;nbsp;Cam is like, "Can't. Move. Too. Puffy." and Brinley is like, "hehehehe! I'm a pink marshmallow!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wZbj1VQb3no/TugJMCVRzQI/AAAAAAAAP_8/ew3E-lF33oI/s1600/101_0786.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wZbj1VQb3no/TugJMCVRzQI/AAAAAAAAP_8/ew3E-lF33oI/s640/101_0786.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After the show they got to go inside and meet the cast. The nativity was a great way to get the girls focused on the more meaningful parts of Christmas and remind them why we celebrate and give gifts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Another thing we are doing this year to teach them about giving is the 12 days of Christmas. We picked a family who has been through a difficult trial recently and the girls were very excited to help cheer them up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ThPcSrqeBD4/TukPdwhabUI/AAAAAAAAQAs/AaEtKszfVMY/s1600/101_0829.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ThPcSrqeBD4/TukPdwhabUI/AAAAAAAAQAs/AaEtKszfVMY/s640/101_0829.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Taber got really excited too. He wanted to dress the girls all in black with ninja masks for ultimate stealth. I told him that this "operation" didn't require quite that level of intensity, but he still had them draw out a map and discuss silent communication tactics so they could stay under the radar and not get caught.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KPvgy0ElKyE/TukPblRIkZI/AAAAAAAAQAk/zDczsWW-PFo/s1600/101_0826.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KPvgy0ElKyE/TukPblRIkZI/AAAAAAAAQAk/zDczsWW-PFo/s640/101_0826.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So far their deliveries have been a huge success. They've mastered the stealth tactics and have taken great joy in this nightly ritual. The best part is that this simple act of secret giving has suddenly switched their brains from thinking about all the things &lt;i&gt;they&lt;/i&gt; want and wondering what&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;they &lt;/i&gt;are&amp;nbsp;gonna get, to thinking about others, wondering if they will like their surprise and brainstorming what we should bring them next. They always come rushing back, full of adrenaline and excitement. My mommy heart is full when I see them finding joy in giving. I guess that what getting Christmasy is really all about : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5366434546035153298-4394945681200158033?l=taberandbecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/feeds/4394945681200158033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5366434546035153298&amp;postID=4394945681200158033&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/4394945681200158033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/4394945681200158033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2011/12/gettin-christmasy.html' title='Gettin&apos; Christmasy'/><author><name>Beccarigg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08152742521372953808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQHoTgT3zxU/Sumg5Zp-NmI/AAAAAAAAGw4/za_QX9aufR8/S220/tb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AqHtQMQ4vVg/TukP3SLOxMI/AAAAAAAAQBQ/bsJYCn52xGI/s72-c/101_0502.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366434546035153298.post-1404963947721207828</id><published>2011-12-12T13:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T13:34:20.129-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brinley'/><title type='text'>Diva Playdate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The girls have been begging me to let them wear some of my make up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I always say no because I don't want them to trash my make up&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and I don't like them looking too grown up. (they grow up fast enough already.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But they begged and begged, relentlessly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So when their little friend came over to play,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I finally gave in and let them have a makeover diva playdate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I4m7JLt-1ak/TuYHq5W6UGI/AAAAAAAAP8g/1Jqm2siqKTw/s1600/101_0696.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I4m7JLt-1ak/TuYHq5W6UGI/AAAAAAAAP8g/1Jqm2siqKTw/s400/101_0696.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lBSuDpV-t_w/TuYHoiOjHsI/AAAAAAAAP8Y/HR4GmpJ5jiw/s1600/101_0692.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lBSuDpV-t_w/TuYHoiOjHsI/AAAAAAAAP8Y/HR4GmpJ5jiw/s400/101_0692.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once they were all dolled up, man alive were they happy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They squealed with excitement and ran off to find dresses to complete their diva look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OkSt9jpXlvY/TuYHuJI5VQI/AAAAAAAAP8w/yZkEBc0tHaM/s1600/101_0702.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="546" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OkSt9jpXlvY/TuYHuJI5VQI/AAAAAAAAP8w/yZkEBc0tHaM/s640/101_0702.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Something about make up and dresses just unleashes all their sassy poses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mkzXLQhQml4/TuYHvygd1KI/AAAAAAAAP84/lvMY5-KfuT8/s1600/101_0703.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mkzXLQhQml4/TuYHvygd1KI/AAAAAAAAP84/lvMY5-KfuT8/s400/101_0703.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Working it for the camera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ne5Ryd0j6LQ/TuYHxvu2G3I/AAAAAAAAP9A/Ddp_NHDXT4k/s1600/101_0704.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ne5Ryd0j6LQ/TuYHxvu2G3I/AAAAAAAAP9A/Ddp_NHDXT4k/s640/101_0704.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Teya thinks a cheerleader-esque fist pump and pointed toe is the ultimate fashion pose. I think Brinley was trying to copy her but it didn't quite turn out ; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6LNqhBiS3cc/TuYH0AtFExI/AAAAAAAAP9M/YTCW6lizvic/s1600/101_0708.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="508" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6LNqhBiS3cc/TuYH0AtFExI/AAAAAAAAP9M/YTCW6lizvic/s640/101_0708.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fancy faces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Asc71Usn5PQ/TuYH1uz-ZiI/AAAAAAAAP9Y/vv76GiwcJrw/s1600/101_0716.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Asc71Usn5PQ/TuYH1uz-ZiI/AAAAAAAAP9Y/vv76GiwcJrw/s640/101_0716.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Diva life is not all posing for the camera. They like to make cookies too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kllWiojcDp4/TuYH20387DI/AAAAAAAAP9g/c8Rxxmk_shA/s1600/101_0723.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kllWiojcDp4/TuYH20387DI/AAAAAAAAP9g/c8Rxxmk_shA/s640/101_0723.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And of course everyone must taste test the cookie dough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cfU0dkqg-B0/TuYIAdOMGNI/AAAAAAAAP-Y/5VaN8YzWMts/s1600/Dec+11%252C+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cfU0dkqg-B0/TuYIAdOMGNI/AAAAAAAAP-Y/5VaN8YzWMts/s640/Dec+11%252C+2011.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then they requested a dance party. &amp;nbsp;All of Teya's playdates seem to end with dance parties these days.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jLPEw1lrEfU/TuYICLXcuvI/AAAAAAAAP-g/luf5eUX7Kp8/s1600/Dec+11%252C+20111.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jLPEw1lrEfU/TuYICLXcuvI/AAAAAAAAP-g/luf5eUX7Kp8/s640/Dec+11%252C+20111.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Kelsey had an umbrella and thought it would make the perfect interpretive dancing prop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They requested "sad music" (because I guess umbrellas = sadness) and came up with some of their finest choreography yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j3jVJB_9lzw/TuYH6XkDeFI/AAAAAAAAP9w/yhdfF1u8CPM/s1600/101_0748.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="611" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j3jVJB_9lzw/TuYH6XkDeFI/AAAAAAAAP9w/yhdfF1u8CPM/s640/101_0748.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Kelsey told everyone they had to have sad faces when they danced.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7M-XYBo9CiY/TuYH8Pri-nI/AAAAAAAAP94/_LWHjuOXUag/s1600/101_0749.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="585" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7M-XYBo9CiY/TuYH8Pri-nI/AAAAAAAAP94/_LWHjuOXUag/s640/101_0749.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Teya's sad face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dTtpzTqv020/TuYH9ZPWyEI/AAAAAAAAP-E/R4I0HHH3hM0/s1600/101_0752.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dTtpzTqv020/TuYH9ZPWyEI/AAAAAAAAP-E/R4I0HHH3hM0/s640/101_0752.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Brinley's sad face.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Really. I told her to do sad and this is what she gave me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So now you know, all it takes is a little makeup, some cookie dough and umbrella music to turn a normal playdate into a Diva playdate ; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5366434546035153298-1404963947721207828?l=taberandbecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/feeds/1404963947721207828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5366434546035153298&amp;postID=1404963947721207828&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/1404963947721207828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/1404963947721207828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2011/12/diva-playdate.html' title='Diva Playdate'/><author><name>Beccarigg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08152742521372953808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQHoTgT3zxU/Sumg5Zp-NmI/AAAAAAAAGw4/za_QX9aufR8/S220/tb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I4m7JLt-1ak/TuYHq5W6UGI/AAAAAAAAP8g/1Jqm2siqKTw/s72-c/101_0696.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366434546035153298.post-5315745550110708964</id><published>2011-12-09T13:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T14:49:39.347-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Visit from Mama and Papa Rigg</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;About 10 days before Thanksgiving Taber's parents called with the exciting news that they were flying out to spend the holiday with us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was an unexpected surprise that was the result of some other good news. Taber's Dad had been diagnosed with Mantle Cell lymphoma back in March and had been battling cancer for most of the year. After months of Chemo he went in for a pet scan at the end of October and found that he was cancer free. I can't tell you how amazing it is to hear those words about someone you love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HCt9J9GDnus/TuJTpglyMqI/AAAAAAAAP6k/j3TkBsU-Dfw/s1600/219_6375.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HCt9J9GDnus/TuJTpglyMqI/AAAAAAAAP6k/j3TkBsU-Dfw/s640/219_6375.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Once they got the good news it wasn't long before they had their tickets booked to New Hampshire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hEv2ilovWo/TuJaOTQIk2I/AAAAAAAAP8Q/dDhsIEOE1NI/s1600/219_6370.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="330" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hEv2ilovWo/TuJaOTQIk2I/AAAAAAAAP8Q/dDhsIEOE1NI/s400/219_6370.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The kids were so excited when they got here that Teya was jumping up and down and Brinley was literally rolling on the floor ; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oLu3OO1iTAI/TuJTz5ufqFI/AAAAAAAAP6w/Cbv-m-ioc3Q/s1600/219_6377.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oLu3OO1iTAI/TuJTz5ufqFI/AAAAAAAAP6w/Cbv-m-ioc3Q/s400/219_6377.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cam was happy to see them too and showed off all his clapping, climbing and crawling skills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t2MFxvReX20/TuJS3aJdryI/AAAAAAAAP5o/ya0xLouL6fA/s1600/100_0107.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t2MFxvReX20/TuJS3aJdryI/AAAAAAAAP5o/ya0xLouL6fA/s400/100_0107.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Grandma came loaded with fun activities for the kids, starting with a gingerbread house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZvAvfOBBnBs/TuJS59O_UpI/AAAAAAAAP5w/m05qgbXfh2U/s1600/100_0130.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZvAvfOBBnBs/TuJS59O_UpI/AAAAAAAAP5w/m05qgbXfh2U/s400/100_0130.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is the perfect combination of happiness for my girls. Candy and crafts. : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gd0QR39jYAI/TuJUUose5YI/AAAAAAAAP64/pIzyZh8GJwc/s1600/219_6378.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gd0QR39jYAI/TuJUUose5YI/AAAAAAAAP64/pIzyZh8GJwc/s400/219_6378.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She also brought them a new stack of books and they relished all the reading time with Grandma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VYTjstl8dNU/TuJTNBWSZwI/AAAAAAAAP6E/9g8P8cVutFA/s1600/100_0220.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VYTjstl8dNU/TuJTNBWSZwI/AAAAAAAAP6E/9g8P8cVutFA/s400/100_0220.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The day before Thanksgiving we went to Outback so we wouldn't have to do major cooking 2 days in a row.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vFh1cENu8qM/TuJTBDV68uI/AAAAAAAAP54/jxxLaQE7214/s1600/100_0218.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vFh1cENu8qM/TuJTBDV68uI/AAAAAAAAP54/jxxLaQE7214/s400/100_0218.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;While we were there poor Teya started complaining about pain in her ear. It was so bad she was sobbing and couldn't eat her meal. We ended up taking her to the urgent care and sure enough she had an ear infection. I thought this was such a sad/sweet picture of her trying to muster a smile despite all the pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0a2wItv-Yno/TuJTQBamzKI/AAAAAAAAP6M/ApO2V0eoyE4/s1600/101_0458.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0a2wItv-Yno/TuJTQBamzKI/AAAAAAAAP6M/ApO2V0eoyE4/s400/101_0458.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We had a wonderful Thanksgiving meal (see post below) and then Melinda, Mama Rigg and I left the boys on clean up and kid duty and caught the last matinee of Breaking Dawn. I wore my wolf girl shirt for the occasion ; ) All the haters are gonna hate, but I LOVED it!! And I also think I'm switching back to team Edward...maybe... ;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sUvq4mvcw3c/TuJUbhPTjNI/AAAAAAAAP7A/-fO9H6yo-JM/s1600/219_6384.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sUvq4mvcw3c/TuJUbhPTjNI/AAAAAAAAP7A/-fO9H6yo-JM/s400/219_6384.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Other highlights from their visit include a taking the kids to see Arthur Christmas, which was awesome and a perfect family friendly movie for the holidays. Cam even sat still and watched it for a whole hour!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aN5E_0Gv1rY/TuJU8_IzDII/AAAAAAAAP7Y/quCwb-4xkYE/s1600/219_6395.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aN5E_0Gv1rY/TuJU8_IzDII/AAAAAAAAP7Y/quCwb-4xkYE/s400/219_6395.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MJR8JHI6xuU/TuJUqQwUI7I/AAAAAAAAP7Q/ateuArFbLHw/s1600/219_6393.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MJR8JHI6xuU/TuJUqQwUI7I/AAAAAAAAP7Q/ateuArFbLHw/s400/219_6393.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had beautiful weather while they were here and got to spend an afternoon at the park after our movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y8cAE1JzocU/TuJVoBB7BJI/AAAAAAAAP7g/ICDk3PDNMjg/s1600/219_6402.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y8cAE1JzocU/TuJVoBB7BJI/AAAAAAAAP7g/ICDk3PDNMjg/s400/219_6402.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Climbing cutie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6qpCAgMZdR8/TuJVt-J_p5I/AAAAAAAAP7o/OFEGhShfy0w/s1600/219_6416.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6qpCAgMZdR8/TuJVt-J_p5I/AAAAAAAAP7o/OFEGhShfy0w/s400/219_6416.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Happy squishy face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EFUPpWFM52I/TuJVz3_HhLI/AAAAAAAAP70/MT6Wnh72ZUw/s1600/219_6426.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EFUPpWFM52I/TuJVz3_HhLI/AAAAAAAAP70/MT6Wnh72ZUw/s640/219_6426.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Love these smiles so so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N0cLLxuY5Lk/TuJV5RZJnyI/AAAAAAAAP78/rOELhpyIokw/s1600/219_6431.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N0cLLxuY5Lk/TuJV5RZJnyI/AAAAAAAAP78/rOELhpyIokw/s640/219_6431.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I thought this was a sweet picture of Brinley and Grandpa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5nmmZR8lLtQ/TuJWAn6M3pI/AAAAAAAAP8E/g7cEfjBttiM/s1600/IMG_3828.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5nmmZR8lLtQ/TuJWAn6M3pI/AAAAAAAAP8E/g7cEfjBttiM/s640/IMG_3828.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I was trying to get a picture of Taber and his parents with the kids and a nice stranger offered to take one of all of us. I love it when people do that : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3s0yk5BbNTk/TuJTlHOaUGI/AAAAAAAAP6c/dL2NcWTTYYI/s1600/101_0476.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3s0yk5BbNTk/TuJTlHOaUGI/AAAAAAAAP6c/dL2NcWTTYYI/s640/101_0476.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Later we celebrated Papa's birthday and somehow the girls managed to get gifts too. ; )&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bqPv21sYX0c/TuJTheejtVI/AAAAAAAAP6U/FI1H8O3S7PM/s1600/101_0467.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bqPv21sYX0c/TuJTheejtVI/AAAAAAAAP6U/FI1H8O3S7PM/s640/101_0467.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After a tough year with Papa Rigg's health we are so grateful he was able to come out and make new wonderful Thanksgiving memories with our family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5366434546035153298-5315745550110708964?l=taberandbecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/feeds/5315745550110708964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5366434546035153298&amp;postID=5315745550110708964&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/5315745550110708964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/5315745550110708964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2011/12/visit-from-mama-and-papa-rigg.html' title='A Visit from Mama and Papa Rigg'/><author><name>Beccarigg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08152742521372953808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQHoTgT3zxU/Sumg5Zp-NmI/AAAAAAAAGw4/za_QX9aufR8/S220/tb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HCt9J9GDnus/TuJTpglyMqI/AAAAAAAAP6k/j3TkBsU-Dfw/s72-c/219_6375.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366434546035153298.post-308570294698210187</id><published>2011-12-09T13:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T13:23:35.115-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family in Town'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>A Simple Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This year for the first time in our marriage we didn't travel to Utah or Colorado for Thanksgiving. &amp;nbsp;Instead, Taber's parents flew out to NH and we hosted a humble little Thanksgiving at our house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5fx0nLwYq_A/TtBSlFXu0TI/AAAAAAAAPtg/vfMdimoIkao/s1600/Nov+24%252C+2011_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5fx0nLwYq_A/TtBSlFXu0TI/AAAAAAAAPtg/vfMdimoIkao/s640/Nov+24%252C+2011_2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taber took care of the turkey so there was no pressure on me. This was his 4th time grilling one and he's got it down to a fine art.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-45fgDscTW_A/TtBSaAkcoHI/AAAAAAAAPss/MuX9PC11jLU/s1600/100_0274.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-45fgDscTW_A/TtBSaAkcoHI/AAAAAAAAPss/MuX9PC11jLU/s640/100_0274.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The smoky, flavorful, juicy masterpiece.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LT_dxDqUc34/TtBSYf2cr0I/AAAAAAAAPsk/-Ss3tWzyEuU/s1600/100_0232.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LT_dxDqUc34/TtBSYf2cr0I/AAAAAAAAPsk/-Ss3tWzyEuU/s400/100_0232.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Draschils came up from Boston and Mel brought some amazing pumpkin, chocolate silk,&amp;nbsp;pecan&amp;nbsp;and banana cream pies.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XVPh5fjaxO8/TtBScN09fbI/AAAAAAAAPs0/Aq7BIIQ9xWw/s1600/101_0430.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XVPh5fjaxO8/TtBScN09fbI/AAAAAAAAPs0/Aq7BIIQ9xWw/s400/101_0430.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We kept it was very casual and low key but the girls decided they wanted to wear dresses. : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Teya even fixed her own hair with a bow to match.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tWfBwXKKooc/TtBSfrZA5QI/AAAAAAAAPtE/0C9mt8koPJc/s1600/101_0436.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tWfBwXKKooc/TtBSfrZA5QI/AAAAAAAAPtE/0C9mt8koPJc/s640/101_0436.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Melinda brought Thanksgiving coloring pages for the kids to keep them entertained at the kids table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rOKrpD01rzU/TtBSnT6u44I/AAAAAAAAPtk/a1HHoSachAw/s1600/Nov+24%252C+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rOKrpD01rzU/TtBSnT6u44I/AAAAAAAAPtk/a1HHoSachAw/s640/Nov+24%252C+2011.jpg" width="492" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We ate all the traditional Thanksgiving fare, although this year I tried a new sweet potato recipe and it was AMAZING! I will definitely be making it again for Christmas. You can get the recipe &lt;a href="http://www.ourbestbites.com/2009/11/candied-coconut-sweet-potatoes/"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bLqw0vBVKXU/TtBSjJgp2hI/AAAAAAAAPtU/DcEbV98vngI/s1600/Desktop18.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bLqw0vBVKXU/TtBSjJgp2hI/AAAAAAAAPtU/DcEbV98vngI/s640/Desktop18.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was a simple Thanksgiving.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We ate on paper plates.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But the food was incredible and the company was even better.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My belly and heart were full.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really couldn't ask for anything better : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5366434546035153298-308570294698210187?l=taberandbecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/feeds/308570294698210187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5366434546035153298&amp;postID=308570294698210187&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/308570294698210187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/308570294698210187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2011/11/simple-thanksgiving.html' title='A Simple Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Beccarigg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08152742521372953808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQHoTgT3zxU/Sumg5Zp-NmI/AAAAAAAAGw4/za_QX9aufR8/S220/tb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5fx0nLwYq_A/TtBSlFXu0TI/AAAAAAAAPtg/vfMdimoIkao/s72-c/Nov+24%252C+2011_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366434546035153298.post-3452485566802695408</id><published>2011-12-04T22:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T00:03:17.410-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Turks and Caicos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Turks and Caicos final post: church, birthday cake and other randoms...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, last Turks and Caicos post! Just wanted to throw in a few more random things:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-skZrjs3wAaY/TtxAPzEBbmI/AAAAAAAAP4E/yh284SVyeqI/s1600/IMG_2647.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-skZrjs3wAaY/TtxAPzEBbmI/AAAAAAAAP4E/yh284SVyeqI/s400/IMG_2647.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;First of all, the city we were in was called Providenciales but everyone called it Provo. We landed at the Provo airport and I was like, "Yeah! I'm a Provo girl!" I had to take a pic in this Provo hat to give a shout out to my hometown. Provo, UT may not be as exotic as Provo Turks and Caicos but I love it just the same : &amp;nbsp;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N4qfZN1604U/TtxAYzQW3XI/AAAAAAAAP4g/poMSwNS-erU/s1600/101_0036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N4qfZN1604U/TtxAYzQW3XI/AAAAAAAAP4g/poMSwNS-erU/s640/101_0036.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our second day on the island was Sunday so we needed to find a place to go to church. After a little research we found there was a branch of our church on the island and that they met less than a 10 minute walk from our hotel! We were so excited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zz0LX4ikp1s/TtxAQye-7VI/AAAAAAAAP4M/M3Q-eLJqiYE/s1600/IMG_3702.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zz0LX4ikp1s/TtxAQye-7VI/AAAAAAAAP4M/M3Q-eLJqiYE/s640/IMG_3702.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It was a tiny branch and the meetings were translated into Creole since half the congregation didn't speak English. It was fast and testimony meeting so I got up to bear my testimony and it was funny having a translator because when I told I joke, half of the congregation laughed after the punchline, and the other half laughed a minute later once they got the translation ; ) The members were so warm and welcoming and we ended up staying for all 3 hours. &amp;nbsp;Then they invited us to a fireside on Wednesday night that a General authority was coming to speak at. We figured why not? We don't have any plans!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c5bkJVkCDB0/TtxAI0br29I/AAAAAAAAP3c/LShUl1Ddc-A/s1600/101_0210.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c5bkJVkCDB0/TtxAI0br29I/AAAAAAAAP3c/LShUl1Ddc-A/s320/101_0210.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-17rVUYqfOCY/TtxAKSwtlcI/AAAAAAAAP3k/1diphE9CVH0/s1600/101_0211.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-17rVUYqfOCY/TtxAKSwtlcI/AAAAAAAAP3k/1diphE9CVH0/s320/101_0211.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So Wednesday night rolled around and I think people were a little surprised that we actually showed up ; ) This is brother Willy, he is a new convert and was just full of excitement for the gospel. When he saw us again he said in a thick Creole accent, "I'm glad you are here! You are my bruddah and my sistah!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love that he said that because that's really how we felt. We had read a scripture in Sunday school from Ephesians 2:19 that said, "ye are no more strangers and foreigners, but fellow citizens with the saints, and of the household of God." It applied so perfectly because when we came to the island we were literally foreigners and strangers, but once we walked into the church we were fellow citizens, "brothers and sisters" and it was just amazing to know we have that connection everywhere we go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-htGd4Fc-h-k/TtxAMa2eecI/AAAAAAAAP3s/hrGuFUT6p-4/s1600/101_0370.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-htGd4Fc-h-k/TtxAMa2eecI/AAAAAAAAP3s/hrGuFUT6p-4/s640/101_0370.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After the fireside we swapped emails with a few people and on Friday one of the guys emailed Taber to see if he wanted to come play basketball. We were going out for my birthday dinner but decided we could stop by the court since it was close to our restaurant. &amp;nbsp;They ended up playing for close to an hour while I chatted with one of the wives who is from Canada, has two small kids and loves to run. We had plenty to talk about : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When we left to go to the restaurant we bumped into another lady from church who said, "Oh my goodness! We've seen you guys so much if you stay for another week they're going to give you a calling!" I laughed but I totally would've taken one if they offered it. It's crazy how you can feel so connected to a ward after just one week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_3SeXuTn9QQ/TtxANqRNbsI/AAAAAAAAP30/WzLwWYReGJo/s1600/101_0384.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_3SeXuTn9QQ/TtxANqRNbsI/AAAAAAAAP30/WzLwWYReGJo/s400/101_0384.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;That night we celebrated my birthday and our last night on the island with some good eats and chocolate cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UVc1ODS_KyY/TtxAOon40wI/AAAAAAAAP38/IBH7ijOg6u0/s1600/101_0394.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="352" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UVc1ODS_KyY/TtxAOon40wI/AAAAAAAAP38/IBH7ijOg6u0/s400/101_0394.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The next morning we spent a few more hours on the beach before we had to pack up and head to the airport. We were pretty sad to leave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ASNn0E2Avyo/TtxIZRbC0rI/AAAAAAAAP4o/ViZfJ2OnNkk/s1600/101_0409.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="516" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ASNn0E2Avyo/TtxIZRbC0rI/AAAAAAAAP4o/ViZfJ2OnNkk/s640/101_0409.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But I stopped being sad when I got home and was greeted with more birthday celebrations and the 3 cutest kids in the world. &amp;nbsp;It's hard to feel blue when you get a homecoming like that : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5366434546035153298-3452485566802695408?l=taberandbecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/feeds/3452485566802695408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5366434546035153298&amp;postID=3452485566802695408&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/3452485566802695408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/3452485566802695408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2011/12/turks-and-caicos-final-post-church.html' title='Turks and Caicos final post: church, birthday cake and other randoms...'/><author><name>Beccarigg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08152742521372953808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQHoTgT3zxU/Sumg5Zp-NmI/AAAAAAAAGw4/za_QX9aufR8/S220/tb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-skZrjs3wAaY/TtxAPzEBbmI/AAAAAAAAP4E/yh284SVyeqI/s72-c/IMG_2647.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366434546035153298.post-7851752295680193523</id><published>2011-12-04T12:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T00:03:32.889-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Turks and Caicos'/><title type='text'>Turks and Caicos part 2: Horses and Conch Diving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So I've been taking care of two barfing babies this weekend&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and after cleaning up my 5th pool of puke I decided I needed a little escape. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Nothing like Turks and Caicos pics to take me to my happy place : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One of the top 5 things to do on the island, according to Tripadvisor, is horseback riding on the beach and in the ocean. All the reviews made it sound amazing so I said, "Let's do it!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oE6NwZpEF0I/TtutWtiXpvI/AAAAAAAAP3A/qBpnlF6fs1E/s1600/IMG_3736.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="321" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oE6NwZpEF0I/TtutWtiXpvI/AAAAAAAAP3A/qBpnlF6fs1E/s400/IMG_3736.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;First they took a few minutes to teach us how to steer our horses, slow them down, stop them from grazing, etc... and then we headed off for the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-drqaBxX7iVE/TtusCiUrJHI/AAAAAAAAP08/IlC3J1xW4mI/s1600/101_0178.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-drqaBxX7iVE/TtusCiUrJHI/AAAAAAAAP08/IlC3J1xW4mI/s400/101_0178.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We followed a dirt road and then wound our way through a sandy jungle trail. After a few minutes the trail opened up to a private beach with a breathtaking view of the ocean. &amp;nbsp;The horses knew exactly where they were and made a straight line for the ocean to cool off their bellies in the water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbdGfoyNXjU/Ttur4U5D-MI/AAAAAAAAP0I/Of10yFWRlzQ/s1600/101_0117.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbdGfoyNXjU/Ttur4U5D-MI/AAAAAAAAP0I/Of10yFWRlzQ/s640/101_0117.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was amazing to ride right into the ocean and glide through the water on our horses.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4k_Wj5v1Iag/TtusAcGu90I/AAAAAAAAP00/nGMTeGQ2P9Q/s1600/101_0165.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4k_Wj5v1Iag/TtusAcGu90I/AAAAAAAAP00/nGMTeGQ2P9Q/s640/101_0165.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One of the guide's dogs followed us to the beach and when we went into the ocean he swam out after us and jumped on the horse with his master. I thought it was pretty funny to see a dog riding a horse in the ocean. ; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-njQXwyPjMpU/Ttur58Fbw1I/AAAAAAAAP0Q/FaewvKCfpQg/s1600/101_0140.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-njQXwyPjMpU/Ttur58Fbw1I/AAAAAAAAP0Q/FaewvKCfpQg/s640/101_0140.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My horse was in heaven in the water. She was born on the island and has been doing beach rides since she was a baby. She spent most of the ride with her nose in the water blowing bubbles so I nicknamed her "Snorkel" : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aT_gLBhl0Cc/Ttur22cfJdI/AAAAAAAAP0A/DZWkvRU6rzc/s1600/101_0115.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aT_gLBhl0Cc/Ttur22cfJdI/AAAAAAAAP0A/DZWkvRU6rzc/s640/101_0115.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We spent almost on hour riding in the ocean. It was so serene and beautiful and relaxing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ow7wWnUL2LQ/TtuuVZPnpXI/AAAAAAAAP3I/YU96fCTArt0/s1600/Turks+and+Caicos+20111.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ow7wWnUL2LQ/TtuuVZPnpXI/AAAAAAAAP3I/YU96fCTArt0/s640/Turks+and+Caicos+20111.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our guides were great and even took our cameras so we could all get pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0maRubxKjEg/Ttur-yXIyDI/AAAAAAAAP0o/HkFuu2SOIAA/s1600/101_0163.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0maRubxKjEg/Ttur-yXIyDI/AAAAAAAAP0o/HkFuu2SOIAA/s640/101_0163.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was definitely a bucket list experience and I'm so glad we got to do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The other excursion we did was a Conch Diving cruise that Taber booked for my birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tIKV2InyudM/TtusYFO6E5I/AAAAAAAAP2k/LB7Ot_KxzX0/s1600/IMG_3783.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tIKV2InyudM/TtusYFO6E5I/AAAAAAAAP2k/LB7Ot_KxzX0/s400/IMG_3783.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;It was awesome to be able to get on a boat and get some different views of the island.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-64P8rJI5NwI/TtusFkgPArI/AAAAAAAAP1Q/iVLjlv4qPAw/s1600/101_0306.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-64P8rJI5NwI/TtusFkgPArI/AAAAAAAAP1Q/iVLjlv4qPAw/s400/101_0306.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We saw this crazy shipwreck and a huge ghost town resort that went belly up when the economy tanked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tTfJPzJpHYQ/TtusZV8Cq_I/AAAAAAAAP2s/JgdlNuChHqU/s1600/IMG_3784.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tTfJPzJpHYQ/TtusZV8Cq_I/AAAAAAAAP2s/JgdlNuChHqU/s400/IMG_3784.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our tour guides jumped in the ocean and dove for conch and starfish. They pulled some up to show us what they looked like and then they let us loose to get our own conch shells.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l8K2cQ4-WcM/TtusVcsFFkI/AAAAAAAAP2Y/4gjYZY6xyKU/s1600/23350005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l8K2cQ4-WcM/TtusVcsFFkI/AAAAAAAAP2Y/4gjYZY6xyKU/s400/23350005.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was tricky to find the conch but we did see a lot of star fish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f1sgOfhpFrU/TtusTVyYw2I/AAAAAAAAP2Q/Ke11wkQA0QQ/s1600/23350004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f1sgOfhpFrU/TtusTVyYw2I/AAAAAAAAP2Q/Ke11wkQA0QQ/s400/23350004.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I found this 7 point beauty and pulled her up for a picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vAmro8A5zCc/TtusRkYQbNI/AAAAAAAAP2I/IOYVWg0XN4E/s1600/23350001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="197" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vAmro8A5zCc/TtusRkYQbNI/AAAAAAAAP2I/IOYVWg0XN4E/s400/23350001.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was pretty hard to spot the conch shells on the bottom of the ocean because they camouflaged so well, but after about 30 minutes Taber was able to pull up two gorgeous ones and brought them back to the boat.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zb5g98tz1xM/TtusEFzZviI/AAAAAAAAP1I/wd1eWh2ZpM4/s1600/101_0298.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zb5g98tz1xM/TtusEFzZviI/AAAAAAAAP1I/wd1eWh2ZpM4/s640/101_0298.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In our tour group of about 20 people, Taber was the only one who found his own shells! Everyone else got the ones the tour guide had pulled up. I think he felt pretty proud of his manly conch hunting skills after that ; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WQv-SjCUjvM/TtusHWXAqLI/AAAAAAAAP1c/xQ-2k_jq4VM/s1600/101_0313.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WQv-SjCUjvM/TtusHWXAqLI/AAAAAAAAP1c/xQ-2k_jq4VM/s400/101_0313.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once we all had our shells they took us to Iguana island where we gutted them and chopped them up for a salad. The animal thingy inside looked pretty nasty but hunter boy was totally into it and ate part of it after he pulled it out. Blech.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sY-2p-Rp-sM/TtusI-ue_JI/AAAAAAAAP1k/qUc1DE4GV5o/s1600/101_0314.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sY-2p-Rp-sM/TtusI-ue_JI/AAAAAAAAP1k/qUc1DE4GV5o/s400/101_0314.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once the animal thingy was out we had to scrape the seawood off. &amp;nbsp;Meanwhile our tour guides were using the meat to make a salad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2kfqxircnbE/TtusQXEG8WI/AAAAAAAAP2A/iANCpev01ME/s1600/101_0348.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2kfqxircnbE/TtusQXEG8WI/AAAAAAAAP2A/iANCpev01ME/s400/101_0348.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The salad was tasty, but I kept picturing the slimy conch in my mind and couldn't finish it. Taber was glad. More for him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rDZ0YoCdgBM/TtusNxpxCcI/AAAAAAAAP14/nFaBzcd5Nxk/s1600/101_0335.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rDZ0YoCdgBM/TtusNxpxCcI/AAAAAAAAP14/nFaBzcd5Nxk/s640/101_0335.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We got to explore Iguana island which is literally inhabited by thousands of iguanas. We saw a ton of them and I kept begging Taber to give me his shirt so I could catch one, but he didn't like the idea so this is as close as I got. ; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ztS6Ej9oqxc/TtusKrsZTZI/AAAAAAAAP1s/lDukxyTrAQA/s1600/101_0319.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ztS6Ej9oqxc/TtusKrsZTZI/AAAAAAAAP1s/lDukxyTrAQA/s640/101_0319.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After our picnic on the island they took us out to the reef to snorkel one last time. Turks and Caicos has the third largest reef in the world, Australia is number 1 and Belize is number 2. The water was clear and the fish we saw were incredible. It was hands down the coolest thing I have ever done on my birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cy0aWOtff3A/Ttwy2FapnMI/AAAAAAAAP3Q/BpzXP6f37tc/s1600/IMG_2650.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cy0aWOtff3A/Ttwy2FapnMI/AAAAAAAAP3Q/BpzXP6f37tc/s320/IMG_2650.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By the way: The WINNER of the goodie care package for guessing the price of our T&amp;amp;C groceries is Rachel Murdock! She guessed $95 and the total price was $92! Isn't that crazy? I'm used to expensive groceries in Boston so I thought it would be close to $50, but when the girl said $92 I almost died! 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We decided to celebrate a little early though since we didn't want to leave the kids during the holiday season, so a few weeks ago we said goodbye to our responsibilities and flew off to the lovely island of Turks and Caicos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bd2EhIdoHLg/TtPuYtf5fAI/AAAAAAAAPwI/H5z78oksvlw/s1600/101_0013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="347" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bd2EhIdoHLg/TtPuYtf5fAI/AAAAAAAAPwI/H5z78oksvlw/s400/101_0013.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When we were planning our Anniversary trip we thought of a lot different options, a cruise, New York, Europe since it's so close. Then last year our friends went to Turks and Caicos (an island in the Caribbean I had never even heard of before) and when they came back and showed us the pictures I was like, "Duuuude...&lt;i&gt;That's &lt;/i&gt;where I wanna go!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uDi0UYPTQoM/TtPuuusLlKI/AAAAAAAAPxo/tsiOrfitpjs/s1600/IMG_2627.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uDi0UYPTQoM/TtPuuusLlKI/AAAAAAAAPxo/tsiOrfitpjs/s400/IMG_2627.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We had a direct flight from Boston so everyone on board was leaving the cold and heading for blue skies. As a result they were all very excited and chatty. When the island finally came into view we looked out the window and were greeted with a rainbow spanning across the turquoise water. (You can kind of see the rainbow in the picture.) When the captain said we had arrived at Turks and Caicos everyone started cheering. It was awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tmV_SDrRua0/TtPuaaZcAXI/AAAAAAAAPwQ/j8AlgaSCj3o/s1600/101_0022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tmV_SDrRua0/TtPuaaZcAXI/AAAAAAAAPwQ/j8AlgaSCj3o/s400/101_0022.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We flew through customs, took a cab to our hotel, swapped our winter clothes for swimsuits and less than an hour after landing we were sitting on the beach and pinching ourselves to see if this was really real!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-05MhZRPWQ3Q/TtPucCUpGgI/AAAAAAAAPwY/Xlmmp1vdrzw/s1600/101_0061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-05MhZRPWQ3Q/TtPucCUpGgI/AAAAAAAAPwY/Xlmmp1vdrzw/s640/101_0061.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The island turned out to be just what I was hoping for, warm turquoise water and white sandy beaches, + hot guy to share it with ; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xrJ2tATvs9I/TtPuedt5erI/AAAAAAAAPwg/W1pSkHpzDsg/s1600/101_0072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xrJ2tATvs9I/TtPuedt5erI/AAAAAAAAPwg/W1pSkHpzDsg/s400/101_0072.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We spent the week just enjoying each others undivided attention. It was so nice to actually have full conversations without being interrupted by "the fruits of our romance" : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ca_AYU0-WUg/TtPu-_L0-DI/AAAAAAAAPy4/6z_jlpPlLFU/s1600/Turks+and+Caicos+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ca_AYU0-WUg/TtPu-_L0-DI/AAAAAAAAPy4/6z_jlpPlLFU/s640/Turks+and+Caicos+2011.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We spent a lot of low key time reading on the beach. I finished 2 books, probably the first 2 books I've read since becoming a mother of 3. : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nosEifcQyRo/TtPu1axxWXI/AAAAAAAAPyI/hjiOThcKOnA/s1600/IMG_2651.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nosEifcQyRo/TtPu1axxWXI/AAAAAAAAPyI/hjiOThcKOnA/s400/IMG_2651.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When we weren't on the beach we would check out bikes from our hotel and cruise around the island.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qbUJttuyHes/TtPug-_V-BI/AAAAAAAAPwo/qr8wfqFK2x4/s1600/101_0077.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qbUJttuyHes/TtPug-_V-BI/AAAAAAAAPwo/qr8wfqFK2x4/s400/101_0077.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;One day they didn't have the beach cruisers so we had to take the tandem. Tandem biking is harder than it looks! I'm glad we tried this after we'd been married for 10 years and not on our honeymoon. Definitely requires lots of patience and communication!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hNsF86EdMOc/TtPusz5cQ4I/AAAAAAAAPxg/skuAmULtV8s/s1600/23350016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hNsF86EdMOc/TtPusz5cQ4I/AAAAAAAAPxg/skuAmULtV8s/s400/23350016.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We also did lots of snorkeling since there was a reef directly in front of our hotel. Taber was smart and bought some snorkel masks and flippers before we left so we didn't have to pay ridiculous fees to rent them. There were lots of awesome fish and one day we even saw a pretty big barracuda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vpIhsgaZl-M/TtPuqe2X0xI/AAAAAAAAPxU/jKWIXybuugs/s1600/101_0360.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vpIhsgaZl-M/TtPuqe2X0xI/AAAAAAAAPxU/jKWIXybuugs/s400/101_0360.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The beach is such a difference experience without the kiddos. &amp;nbsp;Don't get me wrong, I love taking our kids to the beach, but it was just a nice change to be able to play too : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EnFM7b2gjLc/TtPukjGGbsI/AAAAAAAAPw4/6Nsww8m2Z40/s1600/101_0202.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EnFM7b2gjLc/TtPukjGGbsI/AAAAAAAAPw4/6Nsww8m2Z40/s640/101_0202.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In fact, the kidless beach freedom made us a little hyper : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cAPyU7wYrAE/TtPwTnaDWjI/AAAAAAAAPzM/0prlHL0SB-I/s1600/101_0321.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cAPyU7wYrAE/TtPwTnaDWjI/AAAAAAAAPzM/0prlHL0SB-I/s400/101_0321.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Woopee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-goProthpagY/TtPu6-696YI/AAAAAAAAPys/apWUfkkjsQA/s1600/Nov+12%252C+20111.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-goProthpagY/TtPu6-696YI/AAAAAAAAPys/apWUfkkjsQA/s640/Nov+12%252C+20111.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I guess we took a lot of jump pictures.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We were excited ; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B5Os3lwf9So/TtPumDWXrNI/AAAAAAAAPxE/QsrWbaOFxl4/s1600/101_0237.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B5Os3lwf9So/TtPumDWXrNI/AAAAAAAAPxE/QsrWbaOFxl4/s640/101_0237.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Usually we'd wrap up our beach time when the sun started setting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WjJdLs88KUM/TtPui_fR0vI/AAAAAAAAPww/Qezs80OQNXY/s1600/101_0082.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WjJdLs88KUM/TtPui_fR0vI/AAAAAAAAPww/Qezs80OQNXY/s400/101_0082.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then we'd shower and get all dolled up to go out to dinner.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is another thing that's really exciting about a vacation without kids. You can go to fancy restaurants, at any hour of the night and take as long as you want to eat your amazing food : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zCxKgCxspUk/TtPu8tC9Z6I/AAAAAAAAPy0/4OO0ouc6TUM/s1600/Nov+12%252C+20112.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zCxKgCxspUk/TtPu8tC9Z6I/AAAAAAAAPy0/4OO0ouc6TUM/s640/Nov+12%252C+20112.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It's usually such a huge deal for us to get a babysitter and go out to dinner alone. In fact, I think we've only done it once since having Cam! So yeah, going out to eat every night was the coolest!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OIz0EDumgBY/TtPu41P8nxI/AAAAAAAAPyg/4pL1HzrTkIY/s1600/Nov+12%252C+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OIz0EDumgBY/TtPu41P8nxI/AAAAAAAAPyg/4pL1HzrTkIY/s640/Nov+12%252C+2011.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This collage is an ode to all the yummy food we ate on our vacation.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just thinking about it brings a tear of happiness to my eye. :) &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(p.s. all the cool people take pictures of their food, trust me. )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ORb9OmWvl8Y/TtPu0b7YrpI/AAAAAAAAPyA/0ZI1J_3yIUs/s1600/IMG_2650.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ORb9OmWvl8Y/TtPu0b7YrpI/AAAAAAAAPyA/0ZI1J_3yIUs/s400/IMG_2650.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And speaking of food, everything was ridiculously expensive on the island so we hit up the local grocery store to get stuff for lunches so we wouldn't spend our entire life savings on meals. &amp;nbsp;Even the grocery store was crazy expensive though! Can you guess how much the few items in our cart cost? I will seriously send a goodie care package to whoever guesses the closest!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, well this post is already getting ridiculously long so I will pause here and save the rest for another day: )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5366434546035153298-4633632523896451212?l=taberandbecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/feeds/4633632523896451212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5366434546035153298&amp;postID=4633632523896451212&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/4633632523896451212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/4633632523896451212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2011/11/turks-and-caicos-10-year-anniversary.html' title='Turks and Caicos 10 year Anniversary Trip Part 1'/><author><name>Beccarigg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08152742521372953808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQHoTgT3zxU/Sumg5Zp-NmI/AAAAAAAAGw4/za_QX9aufR8/S220/tb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bd2EhIdoHLg/TtPuYtf5fAI/AAAAAAAAPwI/H5z78oksvlw/s72-c/101_0013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366434546035153298.post-5977898086908757252</id><published>2011-11-25T22:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T00:03:32.887-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Turks and Caicos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uda fam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family in Town'/><title type='text'>The Ultimate Granny Nanny (and Grandpa ; )</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Earlier this month Taber and I left the kids for a week to celebrate our 10 year Annivesary. You might think, "Oh those poor kids! Left behind for a whole week!" but don't feel too bad for them, I'm sure they had more fun than we did thanks to my parents, (a.k.a. the ultimate babysitters. : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l2MQnIa5Seg/TtBffOptkbI/AAAAAAAAPvk/7ypknldnReA/s1600/100_6020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l2MQnIa5Seg/TtBffOptkbI/AAAAAAAAPvk/7ypknldnReA/s400/100_6020.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Grandma and Grandpa got in late at night, so when the kids woke up and saw they were there it was like Christmas morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J-yrfxLADCU/TtBfhuoOsnI/AAAAAAAAPvs/5DtlVYkfMF8/s1600/100_6024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J-yrfxLADCU/TtBfhuoOsnI/AAAAAAAAPvs/5DtlVYkfMF8/s400/100_6024.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Even our dog was excited to see them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8PhOuW8wPQo/TtBfIxHVGZI/AAAAAAAAPu8/EPW0t9YVz8k/s1600/Uda.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8PhOuW8wPQo/TtBfIxHVGZI/AAAAAAAAPu8/EPW0t9YVz8k/s640/Uda.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We took them out to dinner the night before we left as a pre-THANK YOU! for being brave enough to watch our kids for a week. (we figured it might be good to butter them up before we threw them back into a such a demanding stage of parenting : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We really had nothing to worry about though. My parents are seasoned pros when it comes to kids (and grandkids.) They're kind of like the Olympic gold medalists of child rearing. (Seriously.) Here are some of the things they did to earn their gold medal status.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chuck E Cheese, with 3 small children, on a Saturday night.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That takes guts! No pictures but the kids mentioned it several times so I know they had a blast. : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tB-jQa3PIIw/TtBe_n6jCCI/AAAAAAAAPt8/D7TSzN6L26U/s1600/11-7-11+Teya+rolling+out+the+dough.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tB-jQa3PIIw/TtBe_n6jCCI/AAAAAAAAPt8/D7TSzN6L26U/s640/11-7-11+Teya+rolling+out+the+dough.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Making and decorating sugar cookies. (the secret to a 5 and 3 year old's heart)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3p5cKVAjSeo/TtBfEA15twI/AAAAAAAAPus/Nl6htaLJfIc/s1600/219_6328.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3p5cKVAjSeo/TtBfEA15twI/AAAAAAAAPus/Nl6htaLJfIc/s640/219_6328.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Crafts, crafts, and more crafts! Including coloring and putting together this playhouse that Brinley's preschool teacher brought over. A week after they left Teya was still talking about how much fun she had doing crafts with Grandma.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bKzIIXX7u2M/TtBfLrK2RMI/AAAAAAAAPvE/tvscWeShKno/s1600/Uda1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bKzIIXX7u2M/TtBfLrK2RMI/AAAAAAAAPvE/tvscWeShKno/s400/Uda1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;McDonalds' playland. Another brave adventure when it comes to keeping track of the girls and keeping wild man Cam off the floor when all he wants to do is crawl around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5JXY5qFmYUk/TtBe_YcmgHI/AAAAAAAAPt0/5leVlEUm_Es/s1600/11-7-11+Grandma+teaching+Camden+art.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5JXY5qFmYUk/TtBe_YcmgHI/AAAAAAAAPt0/5leVlEUm_Es/s400/11-7-11+Grandma+teaching+Camden+art.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A visit to the doctor's office for poor little Cam who was struggling all week with a terrible chest cough and wouldn't sleep through the night. &amp;nbsp;My mom thought he might have an ear infection but the doc said it was just a very bad cold. &amp;nbsp;I really appreciate my mom for taking him in to be sure, and I really appreciate my dad for getting up with him in the middle of the night every night! That's love : )&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--fZiiGpo3s4/TtBg0a9uPGI/AAAAAAAAPwA/ArdDDXr4wpg/s1600/100_6029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--fZiiGpo3s4/TtBg0a9uPGI/AAAAAAAAPwA/ArdDDXr4wpg/s400/100_6029.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Another act of love was my Dad's personal mission to take care of every fix it project in our house. He fixed our mailbox (which had rusted off the metal and completely broken off after the snowstorm) he fixed all my curtain fixtures that the kids had pulled down or out of the wall, he tightened all my loose cupboards, mounted toilet paper holders and towel holders in our bathrooms, cleaned out, vacuumed, and scrubbed our cars and shampooed all the carpets and stairs. It&amp;nbsp;was so amazing to come home to a clean and organized house. My dad is the coolest : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bkSyc_bnHnU/TtBfG_qF5JI/AAAAAAAAPu0/xMldIXpZrlo/s1600/219_6349.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bkSyc_bnHnU/TtBfG_qF5JI/AAAAAAAAPu0/xMldIXpZrlo/s400/219_6349.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Of course my mom did her fair share of cleaning too, including mopping my floors, cleaning out our garage, washing all the laundry, washing all the bed sheets, the comforters, and even my curtains!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9SqoCF31oQw/TtBfNiUPn-I/AAAAAAAAPvM/fkBSE_67yJA/s1600/Uda2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9SqoCF31oQw/TtBfNiUPn-I/AAAAAAAAPvM/fkBSE_67yJA/s640/Uda2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She also helped the girls make me a birthday cake, decorate the house with balloons and birthday signs and wrap little presents so I could celebrate my b-day with them when I got home. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was already just so happy that they were watching our kids, I couldn't believe they did so much on top of that. I really feel blessed and lucky to have such amazing and thoughtful parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WxMt5Q7246M/TtBfAqBuW5I/AAAAAAAAPuM/6wQRPO7ILr4/s1600/219_6229.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WxMt5Q7246M/TtBfAqBuW5I/AAAAAAAAPuM/6wQRPO7ILr4/s400/219_6229.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Even though we had a snowstorm the week before they came, the weather warmed up and they were able to spend a lot of time outside and at the park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3iBUIFsrT04/TtBfADSaHQI/AAAAAAAAPuE/EQkYNRG9-P4/s1600/219_6223.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3iBUIFsrT04/TtBfADSaHQI/AAAAAAAAPuE/EQkYNRG9-P4/s640/219_6223.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I found these pictures of them playing with the kids at the park and they just about melted my heart. &amp;nbsp;Seeing my Dad so relaxed and in his element as a grandpa is the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0rTWiPv9Rs0/TtBfBpOSyPI/AAAAAAAAPuc/AXaZFT8MrUk/s1600/219_6243.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0rTWiPv9Rs0/TtBfBpOSyPI/AAAAAAAAPuc/AXaZFT8MrUk/s640/219_6243.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And I LOVE this picture of my mom and Cam. You can tell they're both just so happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ICRiKFfPaow/TtBfBxz6VsI/AAAAAAAAPuk/uOUJ1zhXIvU/s1600/219_6265.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ICRiKFfPaow/TtBfBxz6VsI/AAAAAAAAPuk/uOUJ1zhXIvU/s400/219_6265.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Little man didn't miss me at all with such a wonderful grammy to snuggle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-otmYg9NhE74/TtBfS6ahWVI/AAAAAAAAPvY/AUie8bDE3OM/s1600/Uda3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-otmYg9NhE74/TtBfS6ahWVI/AAAAAAAAPvY/AUie8bDE3OM/s640/Uda3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The smiles on the kids faces say it all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Grandma and Grandpa can babysit any time!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5366434546035153298-5977898086908757252?l=taberandbecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/feeds/5977898086908757252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5366434546035153298&amp;postID=5977898086908757252&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/5977898086908757252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/5977898086908757252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2011/11/ultimate-granny-nanny-and-grandpa.html' title='The Ultimate Granny Nanny (and Grandpa ; )'/><author><name>Beccarigg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08152742521372953808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQHoTgT3zxU/Sumg5Zp-NmI/AAAAAAAAGw4/za_QX9aufR8/S220/tb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l2MQnIa5Seg/TtBffOptkbI/AAAAAAAAPvk/7ypknldnReA/s72-c/100_6020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366434546035153298.post-6438973660362310528</id><published>2011-11-21T12:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T14:03:29.772-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='costumes'/><title type='text'>Halloween with the Rigg Kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When our city postponed Halloween for a week I was majorly bummed since Taber and I would be out of town on the rescheduled date. &amp;nbsp;I really didn't want to miss it so we dressed them up anyway &amp;nbsp;and decided to check out trick or treating at the mall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eXAlbwXWFRg/TsqRI_9QUAI/AAAAAAAAPp0/TwQdxglkiF8/s1600/100_5949.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eXAlbwXWFRg/TsqRI_9QUAI/AAAAAAAAPp0/TwQdxglkiF8/s400/100_5949.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7aw_45zbnUY/TsqRL7iqjHI/AAAAAAAAPp8/10CKe3Va61U/s1600/100_5952.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7aw_45zbnUY/TsqRL7iqjHI/AAAAAAAAPp8/10CKe3Va61U/s400/100_5952.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The girls were a lady bug and a bumblebee and Cam was the cutest little elephant to ever &lt;strike&gt;walk&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;army&amp;nbsp;crawl this earth. ; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DQyocN9P_fo/TsqRN-asF-I/AAAAAAAAPqE/WwCInsRfPyU/s1600/100_5956.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DQyocN9P_fo/TsqRN-asF-I/AAAAAAAAPqE/WwCInsRfPyU/s400/100_5956.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U1vNZL4Gupo/TsqRfgSG5NI/AAAAAAAAPrM/iW6Dd3ke6Pc/s1600/IMG_3685.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U1vNZL4Gupo/TsqRfgSG5NI/AAAAAAAAPrM/iW6Dd3ke6Pc/s400/IMG_3685.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I had some face paint so I did some fun little designs around the girls eyes and on their cheeks. I thought they looked pretty cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Au2GbDqR9wA/TsqRQpyBcrI/AAAAAAAAPqM/azMVd_dnAiQ/s1600/100_5960.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="508" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Au2GbDqR9wA/TsqRQpyBcrI/AAAAAAAAPqM/azMVd_dnAiQ/s640/100_5960.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We met up with Teya's bff Mia and headed into the mall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8U6Dcuxn-zk/TsqRWDNekeI/AAAAAAAAPqg/w123jgEy72Q/s1600/100_5965.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8U6Dcuxn-zk/TsqRWDNekeI/AAAAAAAAPqg/w123jgEy72Q/s400/100_5965.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When we got inside it was chaos! I guess since the city wasn't doing trick or treat everyone and their dog was at the mall. We waited in line at the first store for 20 minutes just to get a pathetic tootsie roll. We got in line for another store but 10 minutes into the wait we decided to ditch the mall and take our friends up on their offer to trick-or-treat with them in Massachusetts. We said goodbye everyone at the mall and headed down to Mass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hZOlXqs_uuI/TsqRYnndaII/AAAAAAAAPqo/aZODBh6sH5M/s1600/100_5968.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hZOlXqs_uuI/TsqRYnndaII/AAAAAAAAPqo/aZODBh6sH5M/s640/100_5968.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got to our friend's house just as it was getting dark and the kids were not happy that we subjected them to picture taking before they could go knocking on doors for candy. This was the best shot of all 3 we could get. : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zIkgrS4OW5A/TsqRajqBbcI/AAAAAAAAPq0/NBUcERlvMik/s1600/100_5980.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zIkgrS4OW5A/TsqRajqBbcI/AAAAAAAAPq0/NBUcERlvMik/s640/100_5980.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The girls had a blast when we finally let them loose outside. They ran from door to door and got quite a nice collection of candy. It was pretty cold though and Brinley tapped out after about 20 minutes and sat in the car with me and Cam to get warm. It was a fun night and I'm glad we got to see the kids trick or treat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A week later they had trick or treating in Nashua. Taber and I were on our Anniversary trip but I told my parents about it and showed them where the costumes and the face paint were. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8p7c-XNGpjM/TsqREkT6BoI/AAAAAAAAPpc/oCS9vFMGRlM/s1600/11-6-11+Makeup+for+Halloween.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8p7c-XNGpjM/TsqREkT6BoI/AAAAAAAAPpc/oCS9vFMGRlM/s400/11-6-11+Makeup+for+Halloween.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I figured my Dad would probably just do a few little designs on their eyes like I did but he found a book with face paint designs and let the girls pick the most elaborate ones they could find.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lmXtEyQstYY/Tsqb927toqI/AAAAAAAAPrc/vV3V9oMOSr0/s1600/11-6-11+Teya+patiently+allowed+Papa+to+paint+her+face.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lmXtEyQstYY/Tsqb927toqI/AAAAAAAAPrc/vV3V9oMOSr0/s400/11-6-11+Teya+patiently+allowed+Papa+to+paint+her+face.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Teya picked butterfly eyes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BdyBLpcLRqg/TsqREAaGDhI/AAAAAAAAPpU/yq-DqJ9yTn0/s1600/11-6-11+I+can%2527t+fly+upsidedown.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BdyBLpcLRqg/TsqREAaGDhI/AAAAAAAAPpU/yq-DqJ9yTn0/s400/11-6-11+I+can%2527t+fly+upsidedown.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and despite Teya and my mom's best efforts to dissuade her, Brinley insisted on having an ocean face. Teya was very upset that Brinley's ocean face did not coordinate with her bee costume but you can't really argue with a 3 year old once they've&amp;nbsp;set their mind on something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ax8OBe1sXWc/TsqRFdNeNZI/AAAAAAAAPpk/cBzoWNsY2TI/s1600/11-6-11+Papa+and+his+two+victims.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ax8OBe1sXWc/TsqRFdNeNZI/AAAAAAAAPpk/cBzoWNsY2TI/s640/11-6-11+Papa+and+his+two+victims.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The girls and their make up artist, Papa Uda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SKlO-aJKEbs/Tsqb-DasIaI/AAAAAAAAPrk/4Fl4cTj_X4s/s1600/11-6-11+Teya+pleased+with+her+candy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SKlO-aJKEbs/Tsqb-DasIaI/AAAAAAAAPrk/4Fl4cTj_X4s/s640/11-6-11+Teya+pleased+with+her+candy.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My mom stayed home with Cam and passed out candy while my Dad took the girls trick or treating. It sounded like my dad had a blast and I'm so glad he got to enjoy some fun bonding time with his granddaughters. &amp;nbsp;: )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5366434546035153298-6438973660362310528?l=taberandbecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/feeds/6438973660362310528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5366434546035153298&amp;postID=6438973660362310528&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/6438973660362310528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/6438973660362310528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2011/11/halloween-with-rigg-kids.html' title='Halloween with the Rigg Kids'/><author><name>Beccarigg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08152742521372953808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQHoTgT3zxU/Sumg5Zp-NmI/AAAAAAAAGw4/za_QX9aufR8/S220/tb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eXAlbwXWFRg/TsqRI_9QUAI/AAAAAAAAPp0/TwQdxglkiF8/s72-c/100_5949.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366434546035153298.post-3889668267700587064</id><published>2011-11-16T20:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T14:03:49.990-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weather'/><title type='text'>The Snowstorm that Crippled New England</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On October 29th we were getting the kids ready for the Trunk or Treat at our church when snow starting coming down hard. The Trunk or Treat was cancelled and by 9pm we had lost power. Our power went out during Hurricane Irene but only for a few hours so I wasn't that worried. The kids thought it was awesome getting ready for bed with flashlights and we went to sleep thinking we'd be up and running in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5GyLjJzugdk/TsRoOHxusOI/AAAAAAAAPmg/n5q6rtGTyOQ/s1600/IMG_3644.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5GyLjJzugdk/TsRoOHxusOI/AAAAAAAAPmg/n5q6rtGTyOQ/s640/IMG_3644.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;When we woke up the next day there was still no power. Our house was a chilly 60 degrees and there was a 10 inch blanket of snow covering our yard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ez6QY1f23Mk/TsRn4tHrgDI/AAAAAAAAPmA/MNLBQZnsvbw/s1600/100_5951.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ez6QY1f23Mk/TsRn4tHrgDI/AAAAAAAAPmA/MNLBQZnsvbw/s640/100_5951.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Church was cancelled so we bundled up the kids and got to work shoveling the driveway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9eRfQb-xy4c/TsRn7q_BAsI/AAAAAAAAPmQ/0qVMa0NKJo8/s1600/IMG_2587.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9eRfQb-xy4c/TsRn7q_BAsI/AAAAAAAAPmQ/0qVMa0NKJo8/s400/IMG_2587.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The girls were so excited about the snow and we didn't realize at that point how much damage it had done so we just let them play and enjoy it for awhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R5RpVbwEJX0/TsRoKpjQffI/AAAAAAAAPmY/ziqGFweSHd8/s1600/IMG_2598.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="546" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R5RpVbwEJX0/TsRoKpjQffI/AAAAAAAAPmY/ziqGFweSHd8/s640/IMG_2598.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then Taber went to go check on some of the families from church and that's when we realized how bad it was. Since the snow had come early, all the trees still had their leaves and the heavy snow made them come crashing down. Hundreds of trees and power lines were down, taking out the power for over 80% of Nashua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a video Taber took driving around our neighborhood of some of the damage. It's pretty crazy to see all the broken trees everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/f5I9n8xQMQM" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No power in the winter means no heat, and the forecast for the next few nights called for temps in the low 20's. Fortunately in our church we have an emergency plan that includes a list of all the people with generators in case of a power outage. The "generator families" were kind enough to open their homes for people to take hot showers, get a warm meal and in many cases, have a warm place to sleep since the temperature inside of the homes without power was dropping into the 40's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YqrAiIdan4Y/TsRoPFv981I/AAAAAAAAPmo/K68LLZuDmZ8/s1600/IMG_3657.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YqrAiIdan4Y/TsRoPFv981I/AAAAAAAAPmo/K68LLZuDmZ8/s640/IMG_3657.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some of our friends with power let us bring our frozen food over to their freezer so it wouldn't go bad. Then they kindly sent me home with a pot of hot chili and homemade bread. Despite the huge inconvenience of not having electricity, it was actually kind of fun to be in campout mode at our house. We bundled up, broke out the candles and headlamps and tried to make an adventure out of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nx81_F37UY0/TsRoQJNUyGI/AAAAAAAAPmw/eF5FG_UTqXY/s1600/IMG_3662.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nx81_F37UY0/TsRoQJNUyGI/AAAAAAAAPmw/eF5FG_UTqXY/s640/IMG_3662.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That night we moved all the beds down into the family room by our fireplace so we could stay warm. The fire kept us nice and toasty but the rest of the house was dipping into the 50's so we stayed contained to the family room where we played, slept, and ate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The next day was Halloween but the city postponed trick or treating for a week and school was cancelled. I felt really bad that the girls had been jipped out of trunk or treat, Teya's class party, and now trick or treating. Luckily our friends who live 40 minutes south in Massachusetts had power and invited us to trick or treat with them since their city was still doing it. The girls had a blast (pictures to come later) and when we came home we were overjoyed to find that our power was back on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The next few days we hosted families who still didn't have power. People came to shower, do laundry and sleepover. School was cancelled all week until Friday and our internet and phones didn't come back until then either. Luckily by Friday most of our city was up and running again but our poor neighbors in Connecticut were still without power for another week!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the end we spent 40 hours without power. &amp;nbsp;It was a crazy adventure that taught us a lot about emergency preparedness in the winter and gave us a new sense of gratitude for things like central &amp;nbsp;heating, our dishwasher and Cam's white noise machine : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5366434546035153298-3889668267700587064?l=taberandbecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/feeds/3889668267700587064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5366434546035153298&amp;postID=3889668267700587064&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/3889668267700587064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/3889668267700587064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2011/11/snowstorm-that-crippled-new-england.html' title='The Snowstorm that Crippled New England'/><author><name>Beccarigg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08152742521372953808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQHoTgT3zxU/Sumg5Zp-NmI/AAAAAAAAGw4/za_QX9aufR8/S220/tb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5GyLjJzugdk/TsRoOHxusOI/AAAAAAAAPmg/n5q6rtGTyOQ/s72-c/IMG_3644.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366434546035153298.post-5679529404396495791</id><published>2011-11-14T13:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T23:57:06.808-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><title type='text'>Taber conquers the Hartford Marathon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hello blogosphere. I have missed you : )&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Things have been a little crazy but they're starting to settle down so prepare yourself for a picture overload as I crank out the posts over the next few days to get caught up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;First up: Taber the dominator kills the Hartford Marathon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bApnq1lfnJc/TsFg25pUj8I/AAAAAAAAPh0/WD-SYFZIOwY/s1600/100_5664.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bApnq1lfnJc/TsFg25pUj8I/AAAAAAAAPh0/WD-SYFZIOwY/s640/100_5664.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hartford is just a 2 hour drive from us so the night before the big race we drove down to get settled in. The city was bustling with marathon fever and it was fun to see signs everywhere welcoming the runners.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_IlAJnfJGRE/TsFg6CVMM8I/AAAAAAAAPh8/5skFj8mvArY/s1600/100_5670.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="395" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_IlAJnfJGRE/TsFg6CVMM8I/AAAAAAAAPh8/5skFj8mvArY/s400/100_5670.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We hit the expo and Taber picked up his bib number and timing chip.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;He looks so excited : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QcayFx9vfqA/TsFg-RKBHAI/AAAAAAAAPiM/JXnUOcWso7Q/s1600/100_5674.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QcayFx9vfqA/TsFg-RKBHAI/AAAAAAAAPiM/JXnUOcWso7Q/s400/100_5674.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One of the booths was giving out Larabar samples. They had a sign that said, "Just take two please" But when Taber told them he worked for General Mills (GMills owns Larabar) The lady gave him this giant bag with at least 100 bars. SCORE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LiGANpj7-Xg/TsFhBpIsR9I/AAAAAAAAPiU/LuB8Zy3R2tM/s1600/100_5675.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LiGANpj7-Xg/TsFhBpIsR9I/AAAAAAAAPiU/LuB8Zy3R2tM/s400/100_5675.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The kids did great at the expo, they scored free glasses and suckered Daddy into buying them some sporty little headbands. : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fOGHtGtFG_I/TsFjQtwMxUI/AAAAAAAAPkY/SFtWDb0Jjgc/s1600/Desktop17.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fOGHtGtFG_I/TsFjQtwMxUI/AAAAAAAAPkY/SFtWDb0Jjgc/s640/Desktop17.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;After the expo we went over to the park for the Pasta feed so Taber could get in a good carb load before race day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then it was back to the hotel to&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;attempt to get some rest. Attempt definitely being the key word here. We were all crammed in one small room with Cam in his pack and play and the girls on a blow up bed that wouldn't stay inflated. They replaced it around 9pm and then had to come in again at 3am to fill the replacement back up with air. &amp;nbsp;Also our toilet flooded and maintenance had to come up and deal with that. It was a rough night but with pre-race nerves I'm not sure how much Taber would've slept anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T9pEdIVQljE/TsFhDctA3TI/AAAAAAAAPic/xYlnWG1914E/s1600/100_5685.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T9pEdIVQljE/TsFhDctA3TI/AAAAAAAAPic/xYlnWG1914E/s400/100_5685.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Despite the lack of sleep Taber was up early and ready to roll. We were only a 5 minute walk to the starting line so he hung out and stayed warm until the last minute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1rzeUU4Cwmg/TsFhGH5uMxI/AAAAAAAAPiw/2l3_iLW0vcM/s1600/100_5688.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1rzeUU4Cwmg/TsFhGH5uMxI/AAAAAAAAPiw/2l3_iLW0vcM/s640/100_5688.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is the view of the start and finish line from our hotel room. Once we sent Taber on his way we hunkered down in the room and alternated between watching the live broadcast on TV and watching out the window.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T4tVWdrVCto/TsFhH7bJmuI/AAAAAAAAPi4/A4TFtiY8vcs/s1600/100_5690.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T4tVWdrVCto/TsFhH7bJmuI/AAAAAAAAPi4/A4TFtiY8vcs/s640/100_5690.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I had signed up to receive text message alerts when Taber hit the 10K, half marathon, and 20 mile mark so I would have an idea of where he was. For some reason I never got the text for the 10K and I was freaking out wondering what had happened to him and if he was okay! Luckily I got the half marathon update an hour and 49 minutes into the race and after that I was able to calm down knowing that he was okay and cruising at an awesome pace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tY6F2ZakVAU/TsFhEU8xkmI/AAAAAAAAPik/PmU8uXckqrY/s1600/100_5686.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="340" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tY6F2ZakVAU/TsFhEU8xkmI/AAAAAAAAPik/PmU8uXckqrY/s640/100_5686.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was very grateful for the hotel room to corral the kids and keep them entertained. Especially because it was chilly and very windy that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YrpTvWmtkt8/TsFhWfZJUaI/AAAAAAAAPjw/YT9j5WHl14E/s1600/IMG_3540.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YrpTvWmtkt8/TsFhWfZJUaI/AAAAAAAAPjw/YT9j5WHl14E/s400/IMG_3540.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before long I received a text that Taber had crossed the 20 mile mark in 2:51:05. That was my cue to load up the troops and head down to the finish line with our cow bells and posters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tZ91yjv12r0/TsFhKUnqQWI/AAAAAAAAPjA/54a_p9-QWBI/s1600/100_5693.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tZ91yjv12r0/TsFhKUnqQWI/AAAAAAAAPjA/54a_p9-QWBI/s400/100_5693.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We met up with our my friend Darby whose husband was also running it and anxiously kept our eyes out for our runners.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yS1AxN1YS9k/TsFhMrarECI/AAAAAAAAPjM/5PNEveioGGk/s1600/100_5696.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="488" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yS1AxN1YS9k/TsFhMrarECI/AAAAAAAAPjM/5PNEveioGGk/s640/100_5696.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Soon we saw Taber coming around the corner. He was well under his goal of sub 4 hours and crossed the finish line in 3:54:00. &amp;nbsp;Here are his thoughts he posted on Runkeeper after it was over:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Wow what an experience. New PR by a good 45 minutes. Going into the marathon my main goal was to break 4 hours and I'm happy to see my time starting with a "3" in front of it. I felt like I might be able to push for a 3:40-3:45 so I decided to start the race with the 3:40 pace group. I couldn't find the 3:40 pace group so I just started off on my own. Mile 1 felt great. Found the 3:40 pace group at mile 2 and decided to hang with them. This was probably my biggest mistake because the pace group was running a very fast 1st half to bank a lot of time for the 2nd half. I clocked a ridiculous fast mile 2 and 3 (7:42 and 7:48 pace) before I realized that this group was not the right pace for me. Once I clocked 8:03 for mile 4 I knew I was going to be hurting later in the race.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;I started to let up and eventually settled into my own groove of 8:20-35 splits. I took a gu after mile 8, 17 and then again around mile 22. Those fast miles early on really wore on me during the last 6 miles. I ended up getting through the first 18-20 miles at a decent clip, but the last 6 miles I hit a wall. At that point I was glad I had banked enough time to start running 9-10+ min/miles because that's all I had in me. The last 4 miles were especially tough with the wind (20-30mph) coming head on. I finished at 3:54 and was spent! It was so awesome having the family there to catch me. The marathon was put on really well and had a ton of water stops. Also the finish shoot was really impressive and there was a ton of loud screaming fans. Overall a huge success and a very memorable weekend with the fam."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--vqa8_7qepI/TsFhO_vI4mI/AAAAAAAAPjU/SC1Qh-LFlR0/s1600/100_5698.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="616" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--vqa8_7qepI/TsFhO_vI4mI/AAAAAAAAPjU/SC1Qh-LFlR0/s640/100_5698.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It took awhile to find him after he finished but when we finally did we made sure to let him know how proud we were.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LzEk4zKWEuc/TsFhRqsVasI/AAAAAAAAPjc/T78BBLDvgHg/s1600/100_5700.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LzEk4zKWEuc/TsFhRqsVasI/AAAAAAAAPjc/T78BBLDvgHg/s400/100_5700.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Marathon Dad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We took some pics and then dropped him off at the massage tent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-God-DjiRWwc/TsFhcbFXC6I/AAAAAAAAPkM/VCQ9Iad9XkU/s1600/Oct+2%252C+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-God-DjiRWwc/TsFhcbFXC6I/AAAAAAAAPkM/VCQ9Iad9XkU/s640/Oct+2%252C+2011.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While we were waiting for him to get his massage the girls kept themselves entertained by digging up an impressive collection of earth worms. I know it's disgusting but it kept them busy so I wasn't about to stop them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmXAZ_E0DNI/TsFhZpkIf9I/AAAAAAAAPkE/nOS_jLs6T2Q/s1600/IMG_3549.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmXAZ_E0DNI/TsFhZpkIf9I/AAAAAAAAPkE/nOS_jLs6T2Q/s640/IMG_3549.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When it was all over we took our runner boy to Five Guys for a victory burger. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I guess spectating a marathon is almost as exhausting as running one if you're a 3 year old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Brinley literally stayed passed out through the entire meal.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5n5U-cFCcc/TsFhUBha_UI/AAAAAAAAPjo/mJ20kG4g-H8/s1600/100_5710.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5n5U-cFCcc/TsFhUBha_UI/AAAAAAAAPjo/mJ20kG4g-H8/s640/100_5710.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're very proud of our Marathon man for training so hard and pushing past the pain to reach his goal on race day. He really is such a great example to our kids and a huge inspiration to me. WTG Taber!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5366434546035153298-5679529404396495791?l=taberandbecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/feeds/5679529404396495791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5366434546035153298&amp;postID=5679529404396495791&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/5679529404396495791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/5679529404396495791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2011/11/taber-conquers-hartford-marathon.html' title='Taber conquers the Hartford Marathon'/><author><name>Beccarigg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08152742521372953808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQHoTgT3zxU/Sumg5Zp-NmI/AAAAAAAAGw4/za_QX9aufR8/S220/tb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bApnq1lfnJc/TsFg25pUj8I/AAAAAAAAPh0/WD-SYFZIOwY/s72-c/100_5664.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366434546035153298.post-4686899100826676275</id><published>2011-11-04T10:02:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T10:03:41.949-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='costumes'/><title type='text'>Rigg's Annual Halloween Party 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love love love Halloween! A holiday that gives me an excuse to dress up and throw a party? I am all over that! This year I felt like the planning was a lot easier since we had a year of experience under our belts. The party ran smoothly and was a huge success but I still learned some things this year that I think will make next year even better! (Such as more costume prizes, better voting system, some new games and possibly a spook alley! Gotta start planning these things early ; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PRksNosEA7A/TrPX9vzBa9I/AAAAAAAAPAg/n7SyyYQGYTM/s1600/100_5829.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PRksNosEA7A/TrPX9vzBa9I/AAAAAAAAPAg/n7SyyYQGYTM/s640/100_5829.JPG" width="482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Originally we were going to be Dora and Diego, but when my "Dora" wig arrived in the mail I realized it looked more like Cleopatra hair. Plus I've done Dora before so we decided to switch things up and went as Mark Anthony and Cleopatra.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tyTd08x-ubI/TrPXv_nwRaI/AAAAAAAAO_w/Xo59oaYG7AU/s1600/Becca+27.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tyTd08x-ubI/TrPXv_nwRaI/AAAAAAAAO_w/Xo59oaYG7AU/s640/Becca+27.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had about 40 people this year and everyone brought fabulously spooky desserts and appetizers. My favorite were the candy corn rice crispy treats. WOW! those were awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The costumes this year were SOOOO good! &amp;nbsp;It was tricky trying to narrow it down because everyone received lots of votes! It was so hard to just give 1st, 2nd and 3rd which is why next year I think we'll do some house prizes and category prizes too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are the awesome costumes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8rFKaM03GcM/TrPXy-0iBPI/AAAAAAAAPAA/mnCMhzNIdc4/s1600/Halloween+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8rFKaM03GcM/TrPXy-0iBPI/AAAAAAAAPAA/mnCMhzNIdc4/s640/Halloween+4.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Steve Jobs and the iPhone, Punk Rockers,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dog the Bounty Hunter and his wife Beth, and the Flintstones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O7eDU8yPPr4/TrPX0zFNbII/AAAAAAAAPAI/U4oYb77RDIg/s1600/Halloween1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O7eDU8yPPr4/TrPX0zFNbII/AAAAAAAAPAI/U4oYb77RDIg/s640/Halloween1.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Bad News,"Leonardo Da Vinci and the Mona Lisa,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Carl and Ellie from UP,&amp;nbsp;Static Cling and She Devil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q7XVorFyzQc/TrPX2lraQWI/AAAAAAAAPAQ/mCShNrIbDYg/s1600/Halloween2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q7XVorFyzQc/TrPX2lraQWI/AAAAAAAAPAQ/mCShNrIbDYg/s640/Halloween2.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Settlers of Catan game board and victory journal, Mark Anthony and Cleopatra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dominos delivery boy and Pizza, Father Time and Mother Earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fodjbgTfReY/TrPX4i7jvkI/AAAAAAAAPAY/q2zXHRwBPVs/s1600/Halloween3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fodjbgTfReY/TrPX4i7jvkI/AAAAAAAAPAY/q2zXHRwBPVs/s640/Halloween3.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Candy Corn, Vintage Comic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Popeye and Olive, Adam and Eve and baby apple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And now for the winners:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CB7fmDeG5VI/TrPYBKoj50I/AAAAAAAAPAw/Kdduk1nfjXU/s1600/100_5841.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CB7fmDeG5VI/TrPYBKoj50I/AAAAAAAAPAw/Kdduk1nfjXU/s640/100_5841.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;First place went to the Blanchettes for the second year in a row! Last year they were the Grinch and Cindy Lou who. This year they got tons of laughs as Sonny and Cher. I don't know how Jenn convinced Casey to dress up like that but watching him work those heels and flip his long hair all night was hysterical!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Duep7mWFKU/TrPYCZ1MMQI/AAAAAAAAPA8/5bF-jvagd1s/s1600/DSC_0028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="496" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Duep7mWFKU/TrPYCZ1MMQI/AAAAAAAAPA8/5bF-jvagd1s/s640/DSC_0028.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2nd place went to the Fry's for their re-creation of Russ and Teresa's engagement picture from the 80's. (background story below)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mceHmJ-lrJM/TrPXxBHH87I/AAAAAAAAO_4/EToL4oNYEXY/s1600/Desktop16.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="410" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mceHmJ-lrJM/TrPXxBHH87I/AAAAAAAAO_4/EToL4oNYEXY/s640/Desktop16.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It's kind of a big inside joke with our church friends. Russ used to be the bishop and when he posted the old engagement pic on Facebook everyone went nuts over it. The feathered bangs and jean jackets were just too funny! When the Fry's showed up dressed just like them with a wedding announcement and their iPod blasting "Take my Breath away," No one could stop laughing!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bziyQnHwhQ8/TrPX_a0V1sI/AAAAAAAAPAo/-X_jk8LPq64/s1600/100_5832.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bziyQnHwhQ8/TrPX_a0V1sI/AAAAAAAAPAo/-X_jk8LPq64/s640/100_5832.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And 3rd place went to the Nelson's who dressed up as a black and white TV couple from the 50's. &amp;nbsp;This is not a black and white photo, they just painted their skin gray! Definitely impressive and well deserving of their prize!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2wHHcQhyggQ/TrPhtjaANTI/AAAAAAAAPBQ/gTQwwzvUjtY/s1600/DSC_0221.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2wHHcQhyggQ/TrPhtjaANTI/AAAAAAAAPBQ/gTQwwzvUjtY/s640/DSC_0221.jpg" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We enjoyed an evening of chatting, eating, and crazy minute to win it games (see post below for games). It was a lot of work to put together but soo worth it when it was all said and done. Now I just can't wait for next year, I already have some costume ideas brewing in my head.... ; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5366434546035153298-4686899100826676275?l=taberandbecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/feeds/4686899100826676275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5366434546035153298&amp;postID=4686899100826676275&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/4686899100826676275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/4686899100826676275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2011/11/riggs-annual-halloween-party-2011.html' title='Rigg&apos;s Annual Halloween Party 2011'/><author><name>Beccarigg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08152742521372953808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQHoTgT3zxU/Sumg5Zp-NmI/AAAAAAAAGw4/za_QX9aufR8/S220/tb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PRksNosEA7A/TrPX9vzBa9I/AAAAAAAAPAg/n7SyyYQGYTM/s72-c/100_5829.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366434546035153298.post-6999430681028733022</id><published>2011-11-04T10:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T10:02:18.219-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minute to win it'/><title type='text'>Halloween Party Minute to Win it Games 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BYHJXGC-sMs/TrNTJBYQzvI/AAAAAAAAO_c/bwSNJJfbQ80/s1600/min2win.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BYHJXGC-sMs/TrNTJBYQzvI/AAAAAAAAO_c/bwSNJJfbQ80/s1600/min2win.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had so much fun playing Minute to Win it Games last year that we decided to do it for one more year. There were lots of laughs and cheers as we watched our friends complete the challenges. Here are some of the games we played:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BYHJXGC-sMs/TrNTJBYQzvI/AAAAAAAAO_c/bwSNJJfbQ80/s1600/min2win.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BYHJXGC-sMs/TrNTJBYQzvI/AAAAAAAAO_c/bwSNJJfbQ80/s640/min2win.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ready Spaghetti:&lt;/b&gt; two players had to move soda cans from one table to another using only their mouths and a spaghetti noodle. They had to build a tower of three cans before the minute was up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AK52nrXdJFc/TrNS_JR0lkI/AAAAAAAAO-w/JWLOMGjCwPQ/s1600/Becca+24.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AK52nrXdJFc/TrNS_JR0lkI/AAAAAAAAO-w/JWLOMGjCwPQ/s640/Becca+24.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mad Dog&lt;/b&gt;: Each &amp;nbsp;player had a ruler with two boxes of tic tacs glued to each end. Payers had to put the rulers in their mouths and shake till all the tic tacs came out and then their partner had to do the same all within a minute. Messy but so funny to watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T7UENvR7LCQ/TrNTA3RGRtI/AAAAAAAAO-4/ZEV0wXzrbKE/s1600/Becca+25.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T7UENvR7LCQ/TrNTA3RGRtI/AAAAAAAAO-4/ZEV0wXzrbKE/s640/Becca+25.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Baby Blocking: &lt;/b&gt;Players had to balance a plate on their head and stack 5 blocks on top of the plate without falling. This one is WAY harder than it sounds! 2 of the 4 players got it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qZhmMQZlAYY/TrNTCBUataI/AAAAAAAAO_A/FVbEbgQ2MXk/s1600/Becca+26.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qZhmMQZlAYY/TrNTCBUataI/AAAAAAAAO_A/FVbEbgQ2MXk/s640/Becca+26.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nervous Nelly&lt;/b&gt;: Player had pedometers strapped to each arm and leg. They had to shake, wiggle and move around as much as they could in a minute to try and get a total of 500 clicks. I will definitely be posting video of this one later, SOOOO funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4oUrrn3tzNE/TrNTF9N2yNI/AAAAAAAAO_I/xgd_i_zoIOU/s1600/Becca+28.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4oUrrn3tzNE/TrNTF9N2yNI/AAAAAAAAO_I/xgd_i_zoIOU/s640/Becca+28.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Rapid Fire:&lt;/b&gt; Players had to use rubber bands to knock over a tower of 6 empty soda cans. The cans had to be completely cleared off the table before the minute was up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cCoOSdSE1QM/TrNTHdO593I/AAAAAAAAO_Q/iBuA2liBm0k/s1600/Becca+29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cCoOSdSE1QM/TrNTHdO593I/AAAAAAAAO_Q/iBuA2liBm0k/s640/Becca+29.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Separation Anxiety&lt;/b&gt;: Players had to sort 50 M&amp;amp;M's by color with only one hand. If they accidentally put the wrong color in a cup they were disqualified. I actually practiced this one with Teya and she was able to do it so I tried to make it harder by using 60 M&amp;amp;M's and no one got it! Guess Teya just has mad skills!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HK_EL9jvwoc/TrNTKpZgx3I/AAAAAAAAO_k/RYJnhbgzj-4/s1600/Oct+28%252C+2011_31.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HK_EL9jvwoc/TrNTKpZgx3I/AAAAAAAAO_k/RYJnhbgzj-4/s640/Oct+28%252C+2011_31.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ka-Broom&lt;/b&gt;: Players had to set up a marshmallow on a plate on the edge of a stool. Using a broom to tip the plate they had to launch the marshmallow up in the air and catch it in a cup, 3 times. This one was intense but so much fun when the players caught the marshmallows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also did a game where players had to bounce ping pong balls off the ground and onto a table and try to get them to stick onto a piece of bread with peanut butter. Much harder than it sounds! We finished with one more round of nervous nelly to break a 3 way tie between some of the teams. Whoever got the most pedometer clicks in a minute won. It was tons of fun and hopefully I'll be able to get some video up because watching this stuff in action is hilarious!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5366434546035153298-6999430681028733022?l=taberandbecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/feeds/6999430681028733022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5366434546035153298&amp;postID=6999430681028733022&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/6999430681028733022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/6999430681028733022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2011/11/halloween-party-minute-to-win-it-games.html' title='Halloween Party Minute to Win it Games 2011'/><author><name>Beccarigg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08152742521372953808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQHoTgT3zxU/Sumg5Zp-NmI/AAAAAAAAGw4/za_QX9aufR8/S220/tb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BYHJXGC-sMs/TrNTJBYQzvI/AAAAAAAAO_c/bwSNJJfbQ80/s72-c/min2win.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366434546035153298.post-4043394981611551039</id><published>2011-10-28T10:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T10:00:53.575-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pumpkins'/><title type='text'>All Things Halloween...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Forgive me if I've been a little absent from the blogging world.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I've been busy with preparations for our Halloween bash which is tonight!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_40axV4Oy-8/Tqqkt59JqWI/AAAAAAAAO7g/H9TcTbea-6c/s1600/for+blog2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_40axV4Oy-8/Tqqkt59JqWI/AAAAAAAAO7g/H9TcTbea-6c/s640/for+blog2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We sent out these invitations a few weeks ago and ever since then I've been in full throttle party planning and prep mode.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sh5bU4nbtAI/TqqtkTg_VqI/AAAAAAAAO7w/wA99OIl-mzQ/s1600/Oct+28%252C+2011_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sh5bU4nbtAI/TqqtkTg_VqI/AAAAAAAAO7w/wA99OIl-mzQ/s640/Oct+28%252C+2011_2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We've been slowly decorating the house a little more each day. It's looking pretty spooky!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K7rOufsia3c/TqqdZop7ctI/AAAAAAAAO7I/MLJN34ox8OM/s1600/IMG_3597.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K7rOufsia3c/TqqdZop7ctI/AAAAAAAAO7I/MLJN34ox8OM/s400/IMG_3597.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We've also been working on our costumes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This wig is a little sneak peak! ; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4jUYZK6-kCU/TqqdFDvAfVI/AAAAAAAAO5Q/JrFIrR0gC_k/s1600/100_5724.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4jUYZK6-kCU/TqqdFDvAfVI/AAAAAAAAO5Q/JrFIrR0gC_k/s400/100_5724.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Also on the agenda: Pumpkin carving.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The girls did a great job scooping out the guts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LVWcWestntw/TqqdGgw_AnI/AAAAAAAAO5Y/J46-8phjvQk/s1600/100_5727.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LVWcWestntw/TqqdGgw_AnI/AAAAAAAAO5Y/J46-8phjvQk/s400/100_5727.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;They helped Daddy pick out a great design and supervised him while he carved away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oNr5_vA17W0/TqqdIavVdrI/AAAAAAAAO5g/8tRSD61nVJQ/s1600/100_5738.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oNr5_vA17W0/TqqdIavVdrI/AAAAAAAAO5g/8tRSD61nVJQ/s640/100_5738.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The finished product. Spooky spider!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wNV5UeL-Cmo/TqqdXmv_aJI/AAAAAAAAO64/sHJ-KST14zI/s1600/IMG_2542.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wNV5UeL-Cmo/TqqdXmv_aJI/AAAAAAAAO64/sHJ-KST14zI/s400/IMG_2542.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Even better in the dark!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bjf_dXp6v8g/TqqtiwPOkWI/AAAAAAAAO7o/-v9NRbmY0Rg/s1600/IMG_2547.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bjf_dXp6v8g/TqqtiwPOkWI/AAAAAAAAO7o/-v9NRbmY0Rg/s400/IMG_2547.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Last weekend I had to do some serious shopping for the party so Taber took all 3 kiddos to the pumpkin farm by himself. Brave daddy! The girls jumped hay bales for over an hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYmileCeysg/Tqqwmeu9RjI/AAAAAAAAO8E/vQPjcH8jhtc/s1600/IMG_2561.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYmileCeysg/Tqqwmeu9RjI/AAAAAAAAO8E/vQPjcH8jhtc/s400/IMG_2561.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;While Cam the man munched on apple cider donuts.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(you can see the sugar in his eyelashes, that's good stuff!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mFrX5Tbyo6U/Tqqtw6yhjsI/AAAAAAAAO78/Wu-7HiQKyyM/s1600/100_5811.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mFrX5Tbyo6U/Tqqtw6yhjsI/AAAAAAAAO78/Wu-7HiQKyyM/s400/100_5811.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They brought home 5 more pumpkins which we painted on Monday for FHE. The paint has been holding up pretty well through the rain and snow from the past few days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e8aJx8ZEBKI/TqqdKsxrjFI/AAAAAAAAO5o/rUfMGHRYEYU/s1600/100_5771.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="458" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e8aJx8ZEBKI/TqqdKsxrjFI/AAAAAAAAO5o/rUfMGHRYEYU/s640/100_5771.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Wednesday, I had a little bat cookie making playdate for the girls since they were feeling a little left out by the Halloween party for grown ups only.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EAUQ5KkxSsI/TqqdMKGoWqI/AAAAAAAAO5w/6L-SSwLColE/s1600/100_5776.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="396" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EAUQ5KkxSsI/TqqdMKGoWqI/AAAAAAAAO5w/6L-SSwLColE/s640/100_5776.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I found this idea on Our Best Bites, &lt;a href="http://www.ourbestbites.com/2011/10/not-so-spooky-oreo-bats/"&gt;Here.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;I loved it because it was something the girls could do themselves without any help. (Even the 3 year olds!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WuSODo2b3yI/TqqdN_T7uuI/AAAAAAAAO54/0lLBLhBQU1w/s1600/100_5783.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="391" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WuSODo2b3yI/TqqdN_T7uuI/AAAAAAAAO54/0lLBLhBQU1w/s400/100_5783.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Teya and her bat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n02TJrIyVTA/TqqdPFPSwkI/AAAAAAAAO6E/2FPhozAaWJw/s1600/100_5784.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n02TJrIyVTA/TqqdPFPSwkI/AAAAAAAAO6E/2FPhozAaWJw/s400/100_5784.JPG" width="367" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mia and her bat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BhdF3Gy_aT4/TqqdQVXWW6I/AAAAAAAAO6M/jxafia4cqJQ/s1600/100_5791.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BhdF3Gy_aT4/TqqdQVXWW6I/AAAAAAAAO6M/jxafia4cqJQ/s400/100_5791.JPG" width="355" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Brinley and the remnants of her bat.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chocolate never lasts long around this girl ; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-czmnILfqMAo/TqqdU2sRVRI/AAAAAAAAO6o/a0JosRnbtTk/s1600/100_5801.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="272" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-czmnILfqMAo/TqqdU2sRVRI/AAAAAAAAO6o/a0JosRnbtTk/s400/100_5801.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We used candy eyes and cut wings out of cardstock. I think they were supposed to have fangs but Teya wanted smiley faces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r7S7i5idOD4/TqqdW5kxMkI/AAAAAAAAO6w/I8If4ezT4Hg/s1600/100_5804.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r7S7i5idOD4/TqqdW5kxMkI/AAAAAAAAO6w/I8If4ezT4Hg/s400/100_5804.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This project passed my two main criteria, easy and delicious. : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T-Tnw9m25AQ/TqqdTuDrjRI/AAAAAAAAO6c/ipczZ0twnOs/s1600/100_5794.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="368" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T-Tnw9m25AQ/TqqdTuDrjRI/AAAAAAAAO6c/ipczZ0twnOs/s640/100_5794.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;After cookies the girls had popcorn and watched a Clifford Halloween movie while the grown ups enjoyed some lovely adult conversation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And that's what we've been up to. Now back to party prepping!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5366434546035153298-4043394981611551039?l=taberandbecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/feeds/4043394981611551039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5366434546035153298&amp;postID=4043394981611551039&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/4043394981611551039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/4043394981611551039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2011/10/all-things-halloween.html' title='All Things Halloween...'/><author><name>Beccarigg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08152742521372953808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQHoTgT3zxU/Sumg5Zp-NmI/AAAAAAAAGw4/za_QX9aufR8/S220/tb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_40axV4Oy-8/Tqqkt59JqWI/AAAAAAAAO7g/H9TcTbea-6c/s72-c/for+blog2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366434546035153298.post-2352981526767751244</id><published>2011-10-20T15:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T15:19:03.486-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milestones'/><title type='text'>Teya lost her 1st tooth!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A couple weeks ago I noticed a permanent tooth coming in behind Teya's baby teeth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It kind of freaked me out for 2 reasons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Two sets of teeth just look shark-like and kind of scary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2) Baby teeth are the last babyish thing Teya is holding on to. Once she loses those I feel like she's going to grow up on me and I'm not ready for that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Once I got over my freak-out I told her she needed to start wiggling her baby teeth so they'd come out and we could make room for the permanent ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ULvZiq40YL4/TqBiIfWP-HI/AAAAAAAAO5A/3TZgRxuQ3WY/s1600/IMG_3564.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ULvZiq40YL4/TqBiIfWP-HI/AAAAAAAAO5A/3TZgRxuQ3WY/s640/IMG_3564.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She wiggled and wiggled until that baby tooth got so lose it was ridiculous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Finally last Sunday she let me have a go at it. She was definitely scared but once she let me really grip it it popped right out. Taber caught it on video and her reaction is priceless. She literally says, "I'm so happy I'm crying!" You have to watch it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/h8webpE4rIw?rel=0" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That night she put her tooth safely under her pillow for the tooth fairy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Meanwhile the tooth fairies were in a quandary over how much a 5 year old's first baby tooth is worth. Tooth Fairy B thought $1 was good but Tooth Fairy T thought such a significant milestone deserved more. Luckily Teya's tooth fairies have a Facebook account and were able to consult with other fairies across the country. After several fairies weighed in it was decided that the first tooth was indeed significant enough for a $5 prize, but all the other's would go for $1.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-obv-rLgjJbY/TqBiHBtm_lI/AAAAAAAAO44/izv6Tzj4uUY/s1600/100_5713.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-obv-rLgjJbY/TqBiHBtm_lI/AAAAAAAAO44/izv6Tzj4uUY/s640/100_5713.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The next morning Teya woke up to find that her tooth was gone and in it's place was a crisp 5 dollar bill and a note written on flowery paper in handwriting so tiny it could only have been written by a fairy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She was on cloud nine and said she didn't even feel a thing when the tooth fairy took her tooth. Those fairies have skills, no doubt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Later I took her to the dollar store so she could spend her money. Since there's no sales tax where we live she was able to pick out 5 things. True to character, she skipped right past all the candy and went straight for the puzzles and coloring books. She bought a princess puzzle, a my little pony coloring book, some glow in the dark stars, a Tangled notebook, and then without any prompting from me, told Brinley she could pick one thing out too. Brinley chose a stuffed caterpillar and both girls were happy as could be.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The whole thing was pretty exciting and fun to mark off another big milestone for Teya.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(and her fairies. : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5366434546035153298-2352981526767751244?l=taberandbecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/feeds/2352981526767751244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5366434546035153298&amp;postID=2352981526767751244&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/2352981526767751244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/2352981526767751244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2011/10/teya-lost-her-1st-tooth.html' title='Teya lost her 1st tooth!!'/><author><name>Beccarigg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08152742521372953808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQHoTgT3zxU/Sumg5Zp-NmI/AAAAAAAAGw4/za_QX9aufR8/S220/tb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ULvZiq40YL4/TqBiIfWP-HI/AAAAAAAAO5A/3TZgRxuQ3WY/s72-c/IMG_3564.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366434546035153298.post-3945963077393727442</id><published>2011-10-18T15:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T15:19:36.539-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milestones'/><title type='text'>Cam's 9 month pictures and stats</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;These were supposed to be Cam's 6 month pictures but between ear infections, crazy schedules and just trying to find that elusive slot of time where he is happy, fed and doesn't need a nap, they ended up being his 9 month pictures. : )&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So yes, Cam is now 9 months old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He weighs 20 lbs 10 oz (58th percentile)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and is 28.5 inches long (53rd percentile)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We have finally gotten him on a real schedule where he takes two naps a day, then goes to bed at 6:30 and sleeps for 12 hours. GLORIOUS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He is eating a lot of solids now. We still do baby food but he also likes pasta, bananas, avocados, sweet potatoes, cooked carrots, Cheerios, bread and pancakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He is also finally taking a bottle and is officially weaned! (full post to come on this later but lets just say that for me, weaning my little piranha has been a very good thing ; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He army crawls like a champ and can get almost anywhere he wants at record speed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He is also still a major thumb sucker and has sucked his poor little thumb raw. I tried covering it with a sock the other day to see if he would go for his other thumb but he just screamed for 30 minutes till I took it off and then he popped it back in his mouth and fell right asleep. &amp;nbsp;What can you do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So that is the latest and greatest with our little man. Hope you enjoy the pics, I think they came out pretty cute : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3U3H50_GE9Q/Tp3AHoRZofI/AAAAAAAAO3s/rYWrM55c3_w/s1600/img_0007_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3U3H50_GE9Q/Tp3AHoRZofI/AAAAAAAAO3s/rYWrM55c3_w/s640/img_0007_1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy handsome boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QC8II2Unfko/Tp3AIz-SFhI/AAAAAAAAO30/fFVQXiS-Ly0/s1600/img_0019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QC8II2Unfko/Tp3AIz-SFhI/AAAAAAAAO30/fFVQXiS-Ly0/s640/img_0019.jpg" width="522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Rockin' the orange puffy vest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a4sADEFxHZs/Tp3AM4zlNtI/AAAAAAAAO4A/wr77nYi5i-U/s1600/img_0027.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a4sADEFxHZs/Tp3AM4zlNtI/AAAAAAAAO4A/wr77nYi5i-U/s640/img_0027.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Munching his kakui nuts (love how they match his eyes btw : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3GmrSVsPcrM/Tp3AOP_4ZAI/AAAAAAAAO4I/lBTEjW98tFQ/s1600/img_0029.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3GmrSVsPcrM/Tp3AOP_4ZAI/AAAAAAAAO4I/lBTEjW98tFQ/s640/img_0029.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This one is my favorite! Love it so much I can't stop looking at it. &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;HUGE thanks to auntie Naomi for making him that cute malo and sending out the haku and kakui nuts.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vL1NDCjdo-I/Tp3AP_Bx7UI/AAAAAAAAO4U/wEiSSwEFA28/s1600/img_0031.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vL1NDCjdo-I/Tp3AP_Bx7UI/AAAAAAAAO4U/wEiSSwEFA28/s640/img_0031.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Adorable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WpQj1ppf68s/Tp3ARG1lKUI/AAAAAAAAO4c/M1pEvSaUG4Q/s1600/img_0035.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WpQj1ppf68s/Tp3ARG1lKUI/AAAAAAAAO4c/M1pEvSaUG4Q/s640/img_0035.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My chubby love : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5366434546035153298-3945963077393727442?l=taberandbecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/feeds/3945963077393727442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5366434546035153298&amp;postID=3945963077393727442&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/3945963077393727442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/3945963077393727442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2011/10/cams-9-month-pictures-and-stats.html' title='Cam&apos;s 9 month pictures and stats'/><author><name>Beccarigg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08152742521372953808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQHoTgT3zxU/Sumg5Zp-NmI/AAAAAAAAGw4/za_QX9aufR8/S220/tb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3U3H50_GE9Q/Tp3AHoRZofI/AAAAAAAAO3s/rYWrM55c3_w/s72-c/img_0007_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366434546035153298.post-2742392559889085043</id><published>2011-10-14T16:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T16:38:42.102-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some serious props for my man!</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow Taber is running the Hartford ING marathon.  Any time anyone runs 26.2 miles they deserve some serious props, but today I'm giving him props for the incredible effort he's made just to get to the starting line. I  signed him up for this marathon as a Christmas present. Merry Christmas honey, you have to run 26.2 miles! But first you'll have to log hundreds of training miles, give up sleeping in on Saturdays, and dedicate what little free time you have to get ready to do it. I'm such a nice wife : ) Seriously though, I think he was a little scared when he unwrapped the training schedule I printed out for him and started to process what I had just committed him to.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I gotta hand it to him though, he took up the challenge and went for his first run on Christmas day. He built up his base all winter and ran a half marathon in the spring. Then in July he really got serious and for the last 18 weeks has dedicated himself to the intense training required for a marathon. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Because he works so much and has limited time with the kids he made a conscience effort to avoid running if the kids were awake. As a result there were many days when I watched him come home from work after a long tiring day, play with the kids, help put them to bed, then fight past his exhaustion to lace up his running shoes and put in a run. He didn't have time to just sit and unwind. no time for TV, no time for surfing the net, just work, eat, run, sleep. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Saturday mornings were dedicated to long runs. Sunday's we have church at 9am so no sleeping in for him. He had to carve out time for runs on business trips and vacations, he had to run in the rain, in the heat, in the dark hours of the early morning or late at night. It was not easy and there were days he was ready to quit. But he never did. He kept at it, averaging 150 miles a month for the last 3 months. Surviving on 5-6 hours of sleep a night. If that doesn't deserve serious props then I don't know what does! I have been completely inspired watching him. He probably doesn't know this but when I'm up against a challenge in life that seems too daunting to tackle, sometimes I'll chant to myself, "Just BLT. Be like Taber!" (true story) : )&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So props to you Taber. Can't wait to watch you get out there and kill it tomorrow!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rVrxylQj5rY/TphSfATGAII/AAAAAAAAO3k/ghHSIf-ycBk/s1600/Desktop15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rVrxylQj5rY/TphSfATGAII/AAAAAAAAO3k/ghHSIf-ycBk/s640/Desktop15.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5366434546035153298-2742392559889085043?l=taberandbecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/feeds/2742392559889085043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5366434546035153298&amp;postID=2742392559889085043&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/2742392559889085043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/2742392559889085043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2011/10/some-serious-props-for-my-man.html' title='Some serious props for my man!'/><author><name>Beccarigg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08152742521372953808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQHoTgT3zxU/Sumg5Zp-NmI/AAAAAAAAGw4/za_QX9aufR8/S220/tb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rVrxylQj5rY/TphSfATGAII/AAAAAAAAO3k/ghHSIf-ycBk/s72-c/Desktop15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366434546035153298.post-6332652921415727532</id><published>2011-10-11T23:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T23:32:11.465-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things to do in New England'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family outings'/><title type='text'>Cape Ann Whale Watch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks to Groupon and the fact that we didn't have to do major long runs last weekend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;we were able to cross another big one off our&amp;nbsp;New England bucket list;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Whale watching.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In my 30 years of life before this trip I had never seen a whale in the wild before.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was awesome, like, literally filled me with awe. : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ymwB4yeIGR8/TpT3vySc1gI/AAAAAAAAO14/4UP20ENPuSA/s1600/100_5573.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ymwB4yeIGR8/TpT3vySc1gI/AAAAAAAAO14/4UP20ENPuSA/s640/100_5573.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We brought the kiddos because they're cute and funny and we figured if people got bored of looking at whales they could stare at our kids and be entertained. ; )&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GIZN4ybYkD8/TpT5jdE7lDI/AAAAAAAAO3c/sNSALav8BHY/s1600/100_5574.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GIZN4ybYkD8/TpT5jdE7lDI/AAAAAAAAO3c/sNSALav8BHY/s640/100_5574.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As we headed out to sea I had a smile on my face and was feeling good.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I probably should've brought some Dramamine though because after a few minutes on the boat I started to feel some sea sickness coming on. During the hour ride to where the whale's feed I definitely struggled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5uFypbwcyYw/TpT3lU4wvjI/AAAAAAAAO1c/-qSAUUUT-EU/s1600/Oct+8%252C+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5uFypbwcyYw/TpT3lU4wvjI/AAAAAAAAO1c/-qSAUUUT-EU/s640/Oct+8%252C+2011.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Luckily the kids didn't get sick and enjoyed the sea breeze and the gorgeous weather on an unusually warm and sunny October day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VcUwCzybjsU/TpT354HrQYI/AAAAAAAAO2g/QqMrMHG3cT0/s1600/IMG_2456.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="476" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VcUwCzybjsU/TpT354HrQYI/AAAAAAAAO2g/QqMrMHG3cT0/s640/IMG_2456.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They brought one of their favorite books, The Snail and the Whale to keep them entertained on the boat and to pump them up for whale sightings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JQPVSJ1MhkE/TpT3nfyNi9I/AAAAAAAAO1k/OaC-Ez_FxO0/s1600/Oct+8%252C+20111.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JQPVSJ1MhkE/TpT3nfyNi9I/AAAAAAAAO1k/OaC-Ez_FxO0/s640/Oct+8%252C+20111.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mostly they just liked hanging out on the deck and watching the ocean whiz by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BuVh0H0IP8Y/TpT34Xecz9I/AAAAAAAAO2Y/-uPNehE9ClM/s1600/IMG_2435.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BuVh0H0IP8Y/TpT34Xecz9I/AAAAAAAAO2Y/-uPNehE9ClM/s640/IMG_2435.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;About an hour out to sea the captain spotted some whales. The boat slowed down and everyone clambered out to the deck to see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-652IiFNUxoQ/TpT3ytdC5zI/AAAAAAAAO2A/5C7CNwYhpGk/s1600/100_5631.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-652IiFNUxoQ/TpT3ytdC5zI/AAAAAAAAO2A/5C7CNwYhpGk/s640/100_5631.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sure enough, out in the distance we saw whales! 3 humpbacks swimming towards our boat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WpoFazRzE1Y/TpT31KVu06I/AAAAAAAAO2I/YcxVKTUpY3Y/s1600/100_5633.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WpoFazRzE1Y/TpT31KVu06I/AAAAAAAAO2I/YcxVKTUpY3Y/s640/100_5633.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They got closer until they were only a few yards away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D5LWarKx3Ow/TpT33WVd9dI/AAAAAAAAO2Q/CfLTaBKs-vs/s1600/100_5636.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D5LWarKx3Ow/TpT33WVd9dI/AAAAAAAAO2Q/CfLTaBKs-vs/s640/100_5636.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The girls were FA-REAKING out! Every time a tail popped up they squealed and screamed. Taber actually caught a little video of it and it's the cutest thing! I posted it below so you can hear their excitement and also if you listen closely, some of Cam's non-excitment. He was a little tired and cranky at that point. The first 30 seconds is the girls freaking out and the last 25 seconds shows a few shots of the whales.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/OD69PqgLrDg?rel=0" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We watched the humpbacks for close to an hour and also saw a minke whale, a molo molo (which is a huge fish that looks like a shark) and some big crazy tuna's that were doing wild flips and jumps out of the water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QMa2uAaDmN0/TpT42E_J8ZI/AAAAAAAAO3U/jhXBqFIYSyI/s1600/Oct+8%252C+20112.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="446" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QMa2uAaDmN0/TpT42E_J8ZI/AAAAAAAAO3U/jhXBqFIYSyI/s640/Oct+8%252C+20112.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All that whale watching really wiped the girls out and they crashed hard on the ride back to shore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-srrCvwTpzAI/TpT37k8qtTI/AAAAAAAAO2s/A_hba64kKZM/s1600/IMG_2468.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-srrCvwTpzAI/TpT37k8qtTI/AAAAAAAAO2s/A_hba64kKZM/s400/IMG_2468.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When we got back on land and my stomach had a chance to settle again, we stopped at a really yummy restaurant called Passport for a late lunch/early dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Zt9E2C7Hd4/TpT383tcm0I/AAAAAAAAO20/oxTWsEpQSzA/s1600/IMG_2469.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Zt9E2C7Hd4/TpT383tcm0I/AAAAAAAAO20/oxTWsEpQSzA/s400/IMG_2469.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Taber ordered a lobster roll (which normally I'm not a fan of) but he let me try it and it was AMAZING. Finally a lobster roll that lives up to the hype!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dQPIoeSqRrk/TpT3oX4fPjI/AAAAAAAAO1s/_qVaQrrIi4s/s1600/Oct+11%252C+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dQPIoeSqRrk/TpT3oX4fPjI/AAAAAAAAO1s/_qVaQrrIi4s/s640/Oct+11%252C+2011.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then we ended our excursion with ice cream because that always just feels like the right thing to do. : ) Definitely glad we bought the Groupon and got to see such amazing animals in the wild. I would highly recommend it to anyone but if you're a motion sickness light weight like me, don't forget the Dramamine ; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5366434546035153298-6332652921415727532?l=taberandbecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/feeds/6332652921415727532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5366434546035153298&amp;postID=6332652921415727532&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/6332652921415727532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/6332652921415727532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2011/10/cape-ann-whale-watch.html' title='Cape Ann Whale Watch'/><author><name>Beccarigg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08152742521372953808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQHoTgT3zxU/Sumg5Zp-NmI/AAAAAAAAGw4/za_QX9aufR8/S220/tb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ymwB4yeIGR8/TpT3vySc1gI/AAAAAAAAO14/4UP20ENPuSA/s72-c/100_5573.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366434546035153298.post-4455445563980511159</id><published>2011-10-07T15:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T15:22:46.225-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brinley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='preschool'/><title type='text'>B is for Brinley</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brinley's preschool teacher sent me these pictures from school and they were too cute not to post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r23pI1DH4mM/To9OOkwgSrI/AAAAAAAAO1M/JeomlyjFb3o/s1600/photo+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r23pI1DH4mM/To9OOkwgSrI/AAAAAAAAO1M/JeomlyjFb3o/s640/photo+3.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;B is for Brinley.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-adk_1wMALl8/To9OJs6YTHI/AAAAAAAAO1E/EMrwLbi5Cak/s1600/photo+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-adk_1wMALl8/To9OJs6YTHI/AAAAAAAAO1E/EMrwLbi5Cak/s400/photo+1.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;C is for Carrot and Cactus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O-MODsSGjKU/To9OMEDRZ_I/AAAAAAAAO1I/nYFBsveC6oM/s1600/photo+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O-MODsSGjKU/To9OMEDRZ_I/AAAAAAAAO1I/nYFBsveC6oM/s400/photo+2.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Using shapes to make "Mat Man"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nRdKyQ1jyoc/To9ORJY7FSI/AAAAAAAAO1Q/FSQWwOu5lpo/s1600/photo+4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nRdKyQ1jyoc/To9ORJY7FSI/AAAAAAAAO1Q/FSQWwOu5lpo/s640/photo+4.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And Brinley's impressive drawing of Mat Man&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(or Mat girl, she later told me, since she put a bow in his hair)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oRkLzDv5YUc/To9OSd9HwtI/AAAAAAAAO1U/rFTIQJxLIvM/s1600/presmonson049.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="341" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oRkLzDv5YUc/To9OSd9HwtI/AAAAAAAAO1U/rFTIQJxLIvM/s400/presmonson049.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And one more drawing just because I think she's got skills for a 3 year old! This is one she drew of President Monson during conference last weekend. Love that she totally gave him a tie : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5366434546035153298-4455445563980511159?l=taberandbecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/feeds/4455445563980511159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5366434546035153298&amp;postID=4455445563980511159&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/4455445563980511159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/4455445563980511159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2011/10/b-is-for-brinley.html' title='B is for Brinley'/><author><name>Beccarigg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08152742521372953808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQHoTgT3zxU/Sumg5Zp-NmI/AAAAAAAAGw4/za_QX9aufR8/S220/tb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r23pI1DH4mM/To9OOkwgSrI/AAAAAAAAO1M/JeomlyjFb3o/s72-c/photo+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366434546035153298.post-7137251371012266519</id><published>2011-10-04T11:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T11:10:28.923-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Applefest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='half marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><title type='text'>Applefest Half Marathon 2011: Post-baby comeback race!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;For the last 6 months I've been slowly but surely working my way back into shape after taking a 9 month break from exercise and responsible eating while I was pregnant . : ) I signed up for the Applefest half marathon back in April to give myself some extra motivation to get out there and run.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D4HlKj4am58/Ton79STPLeI/AAAAAAAAO0U/B1Xr3IlRyg0/s1600/Blog+Pics+September+20112.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="454" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D4HlKj4am58/Ton79STPLeI/AAAAAAAAO0U/B1Xr3IlRyg0/s640/Blog+Pics+September+20112.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year I came with "big baby" (AKA my prego belly) to cheer on Taber, my sister and a bunch of friends that were running it. This year it was pretty awesome to be pinning on a number too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y1ugCoNcnmQ/Ton7_baSZII/AAAAAAAAO0c/iQN9tZImGyU/s1600/AF_Course_Elevation.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="233" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y1ugCoNcnmQ/Ton7_baSZII/AAAAAAAAO0c/iQN9tZImGyU/s640/AF_Course_Elevation.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;After watching everyone run it last year I knew the course was insanely hilly with the worst of the hills coming in the back half. Those hills really freaked me out and I was hesitant to set a time goal for myself. But then my running buddy Kendall told me that every time her sister races, no matter what, she always goes after a PR. &amp;nbsp;I was inspired by that and it made me think of that quote, "It's better to aim high and miss than aim low and hit your target." So I decided to aim high and set my sights on finishing under 2 hours, which means I would need to sustain at least a 9:10 pace for 13.1 miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To prepare for race day I ran the Applefest course twice in training so I could get a feel for those hills. Both times I pushed pretty hard but couldn't get it under 2 hours. &amp;nbsp;I was nervous, but hoped that with good weather and race adrenaline I could get there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then the day before the race Taber did something unbelievably awesome. He told me he was going to forget about his own time goal and run as my pacer to make sure I got &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; goal. I seriously could not believe it. I was literally jumping up and down and squealing with excitment. It was like being handed a secret weapon with superpowers. Once he told me that I was like, "Bring it on you big scary hills! I'm running with The Taber! You got nothin'!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seriously though, knowing that Taber would be running with me was the best confidence booster I could've asked for. &amp;nbsp;He also volunteered to run with the fuel belt so I could stay hydrated (water stops are only every 2 miles at the Applefest.) I was so pumped to have my own personal one man entourage. Pacer, water boy, motivational coach and even camera man. With Taber by my side it was going to be a good race.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We woke up that morning to cool weather with drizzling rain. Perfect running weather. I ate some toast with peanut butter and banana then we loaded up the girls and drove over to the high school. Taber and Joseph dropped me off with Teya, Brinley and Brielle and went to park the car. We had only 30 minutes before it started and I still had to drop off my bag, find my friend who was watching the girls to do a kid pass off, meet up with a running blogger friend for some pre-race pics, stretch, and most importantly, do my port-a-potty routine. &amp;nbsp;Navigating the crowd with 3 little girls who walk slower than worms crawl was going to be a problem. Luckily I bumped into Taber's training buddy Rob and he offered to watch the girls so I could drop off my bag.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VwTaWQ8ARzY/Toprtx8JLoI/AAAAAAAAO0o/fRTB6yGO3f4/s1600/IMG_3426.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="350" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VwTaWQ8ARzY/Toprtx8JLoI/AAAAAAAAO0o/fRTB6yGO3f4/s400/IMG_3426.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I ran up to the gym and checked my bag, met up with my blogger buddy Lauren for a quick picture and good luck wishes on the race (I'll post more about our meet up on my running blog) and squeezed in a trip to the port-a-potty with not a minute to spare. Taber got the girls situated with the babysitter, we took a quick picture and then we lined up with Rob, Ricky and Joseph near the front.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The race director said "GO" and we took off with the crowd. &amp;nbsp;Rob, Ricky and Joseph pulled away from us pretty quickly. I could see Rob and Ricky in the distance but Joseph was long gone. I worried that we might be going too slow but Taber told me to hold back and stay with him. We finished our first mile in 8:11, well under our goal pace. Mile 2 brought us to Merrill hill which we plowed up no problem and clocked an 8:30 pace for the 2nd mile. We saw the girls at that point and they were screaming and cheering and reaching out for high fives. We slapped them some skin and the lady next to me said, "Aw! How motivating!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We finished mile 3 in 8:32 and took advantage of a nice long downhill to pick up a fast 8:08 pace on mile 4. I felt strong, energetic and awesome during those first miles. Taber had his phone and was taking little videos while we ran. He would tell me when to speed up or slow down and do form checks every once in awhile. &amp;nbsp;He also told me I looked awesome and made it look so easy. I was like, "Man I should run all my races with this guy! I'm lovin' this!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lEkEHtrvbUA/Ton7lY-_v4I/AAAAAAAAOz8/Thylq9uvvxs/s1600/312664_267061689994479_100000719500071_902348_729160701_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lEkEHtrvbUA/Ton7lY-_v4I/AAAAAAAAOz8/Thylq9uvvxs/s640/312664_267061689994479_100000719500071_902348_729160701_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here we are at mile 4 all smiles and thumbs up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We hit a good hill at mile 5 but luckily there was a guy there playing the bagpipes for some motivation. We finished that mile in 8:38 and stretched out our legs to pick up some speed on the downhill at mile 6. Since the worse hills are in the second half our strategy was to run the first half under pace and pick up as much time as we could on the downhills so we'd have a buffer when we got to the big hills from miles 8-11.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We saw our friend Kemper cheering at mile 6 and then we saw Rob's wife Darby a half a mile later with personalized signs for us! We clocked an 8:22 pace for that mile and felt good as we got close to the halfway point. Mile 7 was mostly flat and we were well under pace so didn't push hard and kept it steady at 8:47. After mile 7 we downed our chocolate GU's and geared up for the long stretch of hills I call the gauntlet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The gauntlet is brutal but I had run it in my training and knew what I was up against. &amp;nbsp;We jogged, we shuffled, but we never stopped to walk.&amp;nbsp;It started raining pretty hard right as we were heading into the first hill but I didn't mind because it kept us cool.&amp;nbsp;At mile 8 we caught up with Rob and Joseph and ran with them for awhile. Joseph hadn't been able to train since he started MBA school at the end of August and even though he flew through the first 8 miles, the hills started to take their toll and he fell behind. Rob fell back too but I knew we had to keep going because if I stopped I wouldn't be able to start again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The rain made my feet wet and soggy and my legs felt heavy going up the hills. Taber told me to dig deep and started talking about all the people and things that motivate us to run. I blocked out everything but his voice and forced my legs to keep moving. Our splits through the hills were 8:59 for mile 8, 8:40 for mile 9, and 9:35 for mile 10.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When we got to the top of the last hill in the gauntlet Taber was celebrating but I was spent. He was ready to pick up the pace and coast in for the last 2 miles but I was starting to break down. &amp;nbsp;Mile 11 was 9:15. My legs were so tired and even though Taber said run, all I wanted to do was walk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Come on babe, you got this! Just stay with me and you're going to PR!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"This is all I got." I told him. &amp;nbsp;"It's all I can do not to walk right now."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"15 more minutes of hard running and you're done. Think of why we run. Think about Cam. Don't stop."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That must've done it when he told me to think about Cam because I picked up my legs again and finished mile 12 in 9:02. Then we were back to Merrill hill. The cruelest part of this course is a 75 foot climb on the last mile. I wanted to cry. Taber started to pull away from me and I finally gave into my screaming legs and stopped to walk. Taber was having none of that though. "Stay with me and you're going to like what you see at the finish line, we're almost there, just stay with me!" I grabbed his arm and told him to pull me but he said, "no, you're going to do this yourself." I knew he was right, so I summoned every last ounce of will power and commanded my legs to run. I got to the top and it was all downhill from there. I ran as hard as I could. I heard Taber shouting, "Yeah! you're doing it! YEAH!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YOGxuUkMTeg/Ton7tEubXtI/AAAAAAAAO0M/JOO0plVtNXM/s1600/IMG_3436.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YOGxuUkMTeg/Ton7tEubXtI/AAAAAAAAO0M/JOO0plVtNXM/s640/IMG_3436.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We rounded the corner back to the high school and saw all our friends and our girls shouting and cheering for us. Someone was holding Cam and ran him out to give me high five as I was passing. Darby took this picture right then. I could see the finish line and knew I was going to PR, I saw my girls and my sweet baby boy, my friends were there cheering for me and I had Taber by my side. It was an amazing moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R3vPgEL7_wo/Ton7mySu7DI/AAAAAAAAO0A/to2o2dM-Lfc/s1600/IMG_2402.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="476" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R3vPgEL7_wo/Ton7mySu7DI/AAAAAAAAO0A/to2o2dM-Lfc/s640/IMG_2402.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My official time was 1:56:15. Smashed my 2 hour goal and set a new personal record. My average pace was 8:53 min/mile and I placed 19 out 70 in my age division. &amp;nbsp;Not bad for my post-baby comeback!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nS7W6KbAUOs/Toprspr_EjI/AAAAAAAAO0k/MUsQsBE7FkQ/s1600/IMG_2396.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nS7W6KbAUOs/Toprspr_EjI/AAAAAAAAO0k/MUsQsBE7FkQ/s400/IMG_2396.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Huge congrats to Kendall my running buddy for a strong finish on her first postbaby race. She had her baby a week before Cam so it was awesome training together with so much in common.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vrwDwJ8i3Ck/ToprvElsgtI/AAAAAAAAO0s/vgqWS11KEUc/s1600/IMG_3434.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vrwDwJ8i3Ck/ToprvElsgtI/AAAAAAAAO0s/vgqWS11KEUc/s400/IMG_3434.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also congrats to Joseph for finishing his first half marathon ever in an unbelievable time for a guy who literally has not run since August!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R5H70F8PoLE/Ton7oYMv5SI/AAAAAAAAO0E/wLMN2IsTRnw/s1600/IMG_2404.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="476" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R5H70F8PoLE/Ton7oYMv5SI/AAAAAAAAO0E/wLMN2IsTRnw/s640/IMG_2404.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Many thanks to Darby, Melinda and Teresa for braving the rain to cheer us on and helping out with the kids during the race.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C8F989Sm5L8/Ton7pkYZqMI/AAAAAAAAO0I/-yBPj-z8fqs/s1600/IMG_3435.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C8F989Sm5L8/Ton7pkYZqMI/AAAAAAAAO0I/-yBPj-z8fqs/s640/IMG_3435.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And many thanks to Taber for being the best pacer, water boy, coach, motivational speaker and friend I could ask for. He is my real secret weapon. So grateful to him and the kids for all their support (even though Cam and Brinley don't look super supportive in this picture ; ) I couldn't have done it without them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll end with a little video of the clips my personal camera man took while we were running. : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/iH_k5NJQxIs?rel=0" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5366434546035153298-7137251371012266519?l=taberandbecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/feeds/7137251371012266519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5366434546035153298&amp;postID=7137251371012266519&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/7137251371012266519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/7137251371012266519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2011/10/applefest-half-marathon-2011-post-baby.html' title='Applefest Half Marathon 2011: Post-baby comeback race!'/><author><name>Beccarigg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08152742521372953808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQHoTgT3zxU/Sumg5Zp-NmI/AAAAAAAAGw4/za_QX9aufR8/S220/tb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D4HlKj4am58/Ton79STPLeI/AAAAAAAAO0U/B1Xr3IlRyg0/s72-c/Blog+Pics+September+20112.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366434546035153298.post-5197183170191284189</id><published>2011-09-30T10:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T10:57:35.541-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Places to eat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun with friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family outings'/><title type='text'>Foodie Fanatics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So our friends the Draschils may possibly be the most fanatical foodies I have ever met. They've been in Boston for &amp;nbsp;2 months and they've already discovered more amazing places to eat than we have in 2 &lt;i&gt;years&lt;/i&gt;. They actually check out foodie movies from the library and research places to eat! (true story.) They also know all the little joints that have been featured on the food network and make it a point to eat there. &amp;nbsp;If you ever need advice on cool places to eat, ask the Draschils, you can't go wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Case in point, last weekend we were hanging out at the Boston children's museaum and they were like, "Oh there's this super famous bakery just around the corner with the most amazing sticky buns ever!" (apparently the sticky buns won some food war thing on some foodie channel) Anyway, we go to the children's museum all the time and I never knew that little gem of a bakery was just around the corner! Sadly they were out of their signature sticky buns, but we did load up on tons of other yummy desserts and devoured them before I could even take a picture. They were that good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f_uw-VvDx5A/ToXPQoeRyTI/AAAAAAAAOzY/o_HIy-e6B8E/s1600/IMG_3390.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="406" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f_uw-VvDx5A/ToXPQoeRyTI/AAAAAAAAOzY/o_HIy-e6B8E/s640/IMG_3390.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After dessert we decided we should probably have dinner, so they led us to this amazing food truck called Roxy's with gourmet grilled cheese sandwiches that are out of this world!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qSITs5Pwzss/ToXPRpe7LyI/AAAAAAAAOzc/hQzLJC9N_L0/s1600/IMG_3392.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qSITs5Pwzss/ToXPRpe7LyI/AAAAAAAAOzc/hQzLJC9N_L0/s400/IMG_3392.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Everyone was taking pictures by the truck (apparently it's going to be featured on a food network series soon) So we jumped in and got some pictures too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U5F_iUXDYww/ToXPblXRrsI/AAAAAAAAOzg/2WjOG1FmOsk/s1600/IMG_3393.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U5F_iUXDYww/ToXPblXRrsI/AAAAAAAAOzg/2WjOG1FmOsk/s640/IMG_3393.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The sandwiches came out piping hot and they did not disappoint.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Best grilled cheese I've eaten In. My. Life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NhMQn0YzINA/ToXPP5qL5LI/AAAAAAAAOzU/_FJTPy9DbLc/s1600/IMG_2369.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NhMQn0YzINA/ToXPP5qL5LI/AAAAAAAAOzU/_FJTPy9DbLc/s640/IMG_2369.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was a very cool "Boston Moment" to be on some random street on the west side of BU, eating gourmet grilled cheese sandwiches from a famous hipster foodie truck, and we owe it all to our fanatic foodie friends. Thanks guys!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5366434546035153298-5197183170191284189?l=taberandbecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/feeds/5197183170191284189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5366434546035153298&amp;postID=5197183170191284189&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/5197183170191284189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/5197183170191284189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2011/09/foodie-fanatics.html' title='Foodie Fanatics'/><author><name>Beccarigg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08152742521372953808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQHoTgT3zxU/Sumg5Zp-NmI/AAAAAAAAGw4/za_QX9aufR8/S220/tb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f_uw-VvDx5A/ToXPQoeRyTI/AAAAAAAAOzY/o_HIy-e6B8E/s72-c/IMG_3390.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366434546035153298.post-4827035512746381736</id><published>2011-09-30T10:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T10:57:25.683-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brinley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='preschool'/><title type='text'>Brinley's 1st day of preschool year 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5G6GWm3icEo/ToXKw8f2MII/AAAAAAAAOzM/nWlikcGLtHc/s1600/100_5529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5G6GWm3icEo/ToXKw8f2MII/AAAAAAAAOzM/nWlikcGLtHc/s640/100_5529.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brinley started preschool again with Mrs. Darby and I think it's been really good for her to have her own special thing that she does without Teya and Camden. She goes once a week for 3 hours and&amp;nbsp;always comes home with the most adorable projects.&amp;nbsp;The other day they went apple picking and made t-shirts with apple stamps that were so cute!&amp;nbsp;Next year I'll put her in something that's 3 days a week to get her ready for kindergarten but for now this is just perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister Naomi did a cute preschool interview with her daughter on her first day I decided to copy her idea . Her are some of Brinley's current favorites as a 3 year old preschooler:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food: Corn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish: To be a rainbow unicorn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Color: Blue (I don't think that's really her favorite color but when I asked her, Teya whispered "pink" so I think she said blue to be different. She's funny like that. ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T.V show: Wild Kratts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treat: Chocolate (for real! This girl is JUST like me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Activity: Play with Teya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5366434546035153298-4827035512746381736?l=taberandbecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/feeds/4827035512746381736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5366434546035153298&amp;postID=4827035512746381736&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/4827035512746381736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/4827035512746381736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2011/09/brinleys-1st-day-of-preschool-year-2.html' title='Brinley&apos;s 1st day of preschool year 2'/><author><name>Beccarigg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08152742521372953808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQHoTgT3zxU/Sumg5Zp-NmI/AAAAAAAAGw4/za_QX9aufR8/S220/tb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5G6GWm3icEo/ToXKw8f2MII/AAAAAAAAOzM/nWlikcGLtHc/s72-c/100_5529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366434546035153298.post-1968659076272849622</id><published>2011-09-30T10:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T10:57:08.467-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer fun'/><title type='text'>Frog Catchers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My girls may be girlie but that doesn't stop them from catching frogs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It took a lot of squealing (see clip &lt;a href="http://www.tout.com/m/qr5qpp"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;) but they caught Mr. slimy speckles and were pretty pleased with themselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4WI-MzV-8FE/ToXIBtVGv2I/AAAAAAAAOzA/3h_o7WHnwuQ/s1600/IMG_3338.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4WI-MzV-8FE/ToXIBtVGv2I/AAAAAAAAOzA/3h_o7WHnwuQ/s640/IMG_3338.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Who knew a squishy frog could make a kid so happy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--plcalz_UpU/ToXIDeGaR4I/AAAAAAAAOzE/yuOmstYv_ks/s1600/IMG_3340.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--plcalz_UpU/ToXIDeGaR4I/AAAAAAAAOzE/yuOmstYv_ks/s640/IMG_3340.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Teya wants to be an animal rescuer like Diego so even though she caught him, she wanted to be sure we were planning on letting him go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U8Iy3IT-BVI/ToXIHPe3IgI/AAAAAAAAOzI/4XAkcxQNXWU/s1600/IMG_3344.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U8Iy3IT-BVI/ToXIHPe3IgI/AAAAAAAAOzI/4XAkcxQNXWU/s640/IMG_3344.jpg" width="592" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But not before she tried to turn him into a prince.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Don't worry, I stopped her before her lips actually made contact with Mr. slimy. ; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5366434546035153298-1968659076272849622?l=taberandbecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/feeds/1968659076272849622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5366434546035153298&amp;postID=1968659076272849622&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/1968659076272849622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/1968659076272849622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2011/09/frog-catchers.html' title='Frog Catchers'/><author><name>Beccarigg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08152742521372953808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQHoTgT3zxU/Sumg5Zp-NmI/AAAAAAAAGw4/za_QX9aufR8/S220/tb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4WI-MzV-8FE/ToXIBtVGv2I/AAAAAAAAOzA/3h_o7WHnwuQ/s72-c/IMG_3338.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366434546035153298.post-7135131364711997922</id><published>2011-09-25T22:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T22:07:19.941-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smolack farms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apple picking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun with friends'/><title type='text'>Apple Picking at Smolak Farms</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZZvogMvlFA/TnfpfVVCh8I/AAAAAAAAOyE/BsZNk9Lhu5A/s1600/100_5464.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZZvogMvlFA/TnfpfVVCh8I/AAAAAAAAOyE/BsZNk9Lhu5A/s400/100_5464.JPG" width="355" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Even though it's been freakishly warm lately (80 degrees yesterday and today with lots of humidity!) We did have a somewhat cool Fallish day last weekend and it put us in the mood to go apple picking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-InDldSeRM-o/TnfptFPTJ1I/AAAAAAAAOyg/eXgKK9QcK6o/s1600/100_5496.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="452" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-InDldSeRM-o/TnfptFPTJ1I/AAAAAAAAOyg/eXgKK9QcK6o/s640/100_5496.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We went with our good friends the Knutsons. It's always fun hanging out with them because we have twinner families. 2 girls and a baby boy for each us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our girls love their girls and it's non-stop giggly happiness when they're together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CCsrW5sfEhE/TnfpalgoMpI/AAAAAAAAOx8/NklXIoXdYas/s1600/100_5455.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CCsrW5sfEhE/TnfpalgoMpI/AAAAAAAAOx8/NklXIoXdYas/s400/100_5455.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went to &lt;a href="http://www.smolakfarms.com/"&gt;Smolak farms&lt;/a&gt; in North Andover and started off with a hay ride around the giant orchard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zFJrUVxlt1o/Tnfph1fbEPI/AAAAAAAAOyI/t_f6_qAIS3M/s1600/100_5469.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zFJrUVxlt1o/Tnfph1fbEPI/AAAAAAAAOyI/t_f6_qAIS3M/s400/100_5469.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After the hayride the girls got right to work apple picking and Cam got to work being ridiculously adorable in his little man outfit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0Y83QGRRYWk/Tnfpl3XSgnI/AAAAAAAAOyQ/01SQHO3EhmI/s1600/100_5487.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0Y83QGRRYWk/Tnfpl3XSgnI/AAAAAAAAOyQ/01SQHO3EhmI/s640/100_5487.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Teya made good use of the Daddy ladder to get all the "beauties" that were up high.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-szOhKb0J9pU/Tnfpxx3xlfI/AAAAAAAAOyo/HZmMo4y7dcc/s1600/Desktop14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-szOhKb0J9pU/Tnfpxx3xlfI/AAAAAAAAOyo/HZmMo4y7dcc/s640/Desktop14.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Teya probably picked over 90% of the apples in our basket. Brinley was too busy eating them to bother with picking more. ; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKQ9AfZ1yPQ/Tnfpjrplp6I/AAAAAAAAOyM/UtPcqqsjI38/s1600/100_5482.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKQ9AfZ1yPQ/Tnfpjrplp6I/AAAAAAAAOyM/UtPcqqsjI38/s400/100_5482.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cam really wanted an apple but he had to settle for his Gerber apple wheel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7PItW_v0n6Q/TnfpdORWbUI/AAAAAAAAOyA/Kr-QWbTaaI4/s1600/100_5461.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="355" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7PItW_v0n6Q/TnfpdORWbUI/AAAAAAAAOyA/Kr-QWbTaaI4/s400/100_5461.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And maybe a little hay too : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7gkMvkCd_BA/TnfpnxHvLkI/AAAAAAAAOyY/ixhKw7EoJ-A/s1600/100_5493.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="486" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7gkMvkCd_BA/TnfpnxHvLkI/AAAAAAAAOyY/ixhKw7EoJ-A/s640/100_5493.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Riggies in the apple field.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XX1zGLwuOFo/Tnfpv5zlIgI/AAAAAAAAOyk/ECzJtfvt-yw/s1600/100_5504.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XX1zGLwuOFo/Tnfpv5zlIgI/AAAAAAAAOyk/ECzJtfvt-yw/s640/100_5504.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And we'll end with the classic bale of hay and pumpkin pic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Just ignore the remnants of hay dangling of of Cam's lips. He still hasn't learned what does and does not qualify as food ; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5366434546035153298-7135131364711997922?l=taberandbecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/feeds/7135131364711997922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5366434546035153298&amp;postID=7135131364711997922&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/7135131364711997922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/7135131364711997922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2011/09/apple-picking-at-smolak-farms.html' title='Apple Picking at Smolak Farms'/><author><name>Beccarigg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08152742521372953808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQHoTgT3zxU/Sumg5Zp-NmI/AAAAAAAAGw4/za_QX9aufR8/S220/tb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZZvogMvlFA/TnfpfVVCh8I/AAAAAAAAOyE/BsZNk9Lhu5A/s72-c/100_5464.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366434546035153298.post-1288905349742570060</id><published>2011-09-21T09:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T22:07:36.399-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='half marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><title type='text'>Run to the Rock Half Marathon 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A couple weeks ago Taber thought it would be fun to do the Run to the Rock half marathon in Plymouth, MA as a warm up for the big races we've been training for this fall. (I'm running the &lt;a href="http://www.applefesthalfmarathon.com/"&gt;Applefest&lt;/a&gt; Half marathon on Oct 1st and Taber is running the &lt;a href="http://www.hartfordmarathon.com/"&gt;Hartford&lt;/a&gt; ING Marathon on October 15th)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We decided to do it very last minute and since we really didn't have time goals or big expectations for the race we stayed up WAY late the night before playing Settlers of Catan with some friends. By the time they left and we got ready for bed it was 1am. Our babysitter was coming at 6am and our alarms were set for 5. Naturally in that 4 hour block of time that I was supposed to sleep, Cam woke up twice and needed to be nursed, Brinley woke up and needed help going potty, and Teya woke up with a bad dream. When my alarm went off at 5am I was seriously so tired I thought I was going to puke. I looked at myself in the mirror with my bloodshot zombie eyes and thought, "Girl, you must be straight up out of your mind if you think you're going to run a half marathon this morning."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And apparently I &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; straight up out of my mind because I then proceeded to put on my running clothes, lace up my shoes and pack my running bag to head down to Plymouth.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our babysitter showed up right on time. I went through meticulous detail describing Camden's routine and then handed her the page of instructions I had typed out just in case she forgot anything (I was a little freaked out since this was my first time leaving Cam for longer than 3 hours and I wasn't sure how he was going to do without his favorite milk lady.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On our drive down I was still super tired and delirious. &amp;nbsp;We talked about our game plans. Taber wanted to beat his time from last year (he ran it in 1:49:28) and I wanted to finish it without injuring myself. I figured I would run a 10 minute pace and probably come in around 2 hours and 10 minutes since my 11 miler the week before was exactly a 10 min pace. I was nervous though because of my lack of sleep.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The nerves continued once we got to the starting line. Basically I got in the port-a-potty line and when I was done I got right back in it. By the time it was my turn I had to go again. I rotated through the line about 3 times before the race started. Taber took a lovely video interview of me doing my nervous pre-race port-a-john ritual which can be seen&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.tout.com/m/zxhs8y"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally it was time to go. We took one more little video of ourselves at the starting line, (click&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.tout.com/m/zqynmg"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;) and then we were off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Taber ran the course last year so he prepared me for the hills and told me that the first 6 miles had the worst of them. He said the course was like a roller coaster with lots of ups and downs but virtually no flat running. Knowing what I was up against helped me take it all in stride. I pushed through each hill with steady focus and took advantage of the downhills to pick up speed. My legs felt great and the weather was nice and cool so I decided not to walk through the water stations and just kept pushing ahead. Soon the first 6 miles were behind me along with the worst of the hills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There was another big climb at mile 10 which almost broke me but I managed to shuffle my way to the top. Then one last hill at mile 11 and I was on the homestretch with just two miles to go. My legs were tired and heavy and the sleepless night was starting to catch up to me but I forced myself to keep moving. I didn't think about anything but putting one foot in front of the other. Left foot, right foot, left foot, right foot, until I was running towards the finish line where Taber was cheering me on. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I crossed the finish line in 2:00:53. 10 minutes faster than I had expected and less than a minute away from my Applefest goal. I was so shocked I involuntarily started crying. I did not expect to react that way at all but I literally couldn't help it. It's just kind of amazing that our bodies can go from barely being able to run one mile 6 months ago to being able to run an entire half marathon.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CyOj9X3B-U8/TnjjrodDWJI/AAAAAAAAOy0/BXknhsVzHH8/s1600/IMG_3297.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="297" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CyOj9X3B-U8/TnjjrodDWJI/AAAAAAAAOy0/BXknhsVzHH8/s400/IMG_3297.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;The race was empowering and it gave me the confidence that maybe I can hit my sub 2 hour goal for Applefest in a few weeks. Also&amp;nbsp;Taber dominated and beat last years time by 3 minutes! He finished in 1:46:30, a new PR for him. Total rockstar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0ku_EFhRCEw/TnjjsnAWmbI/AAAAAAAAOy4/Q8ScXHFrhnU/s1600/IMG_3301.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0ku_EFhRCEw/TnjjsnAWmbI/AAAAAAAAOy4/Q8ScXHFrhnU/s400/IMG_3301.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When we got home we were happy to hear that Cam did awesome with the babysitter (even though he refused to take his bottle, he filled up on rice cereal, sweet potatoes and baby puffs : ) The girls did great too and were so excited to see our medals and hear about the race. Teya snapped this lovely picture of us rocking our race t-shirts.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mx4tKkSvcUM/TnjjqPgi4KI/AAAAAAAAOyw/SA0YMAGumus/s1600/IMG_2290.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mx4tKkSvcUM/TnjjqPgi4KI/AAAAAAAAOyw/SA0YMAGumus/s400/IMG_2290.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then, being the adventure seekers we are, we decided to top off our crazy day by babysitting our friends' 5 kids, (including their 4 month old twins) so they could go on a birthday date. With our kids + theirs we had 8 kids under 8 and 3 of them were babies. If the half marathon didn't wipe us out that sure did! We hit our pillows before 10pm and welcomed our hard earned sleep. ; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5366434546035153298-1288905349742570060?l=taberandbecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/feeds/1288905349742570060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5366434546035153298&amp;postID=1288905349742570060&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/1288905349742570060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/1288905349742570060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2011/09/run-to-rock-half-marathon-2011.html' title='Run to the Rock Half Marathon 2011'/><author><name>Beccarigg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08152742521372953808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQHoTgT3zxU/Sumg5Zp-NmI/AAAAAAAAGw4/za_QX9aufR8/S220/tb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CyOj9X3B-U8/TnjjrodDWJI/AAAAAAAAOy0/BXknhsVzHH8/s72-c/IMG_3297.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366434546035153298.post-5007098753712343360</id><published>2011-09-15T17:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T22:08:12.979-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Swimming hole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun with friends'/><title type='text'>Boys + Google = Cliff Jumping on Labor Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I8-cW58WINM/TnJXodx40UI/AAAAAAAAOxM/AQhdXne2VYk/s1600/100_5344.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I8-cW58WINM/TnJXodx40UI/AAAAAAAAOxM/AQhdXne2VYk/s640/100_5344.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;On the&amp;nbsp;Sunday before labor day we had the Draschils over for some grilling and backyard marshmallow toasting. The plan was for them to sleepover and then we could wake up and do something fun in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well by the time we got all the kids in bed (and apparently that includes Joseph since he disappeared after putting the kids down and Mel found him hours later passed out on the bed) it was pretty late and we still hadn't come up with a plan for Labor day. As it got close to midnight we got the crazy idea to make Melinda call the Marriott and ask if we could swim in their pool. I don't know how she did it but that girl worked her magic and got us the green light to swim at the hotel the next day for free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So that was that. I went to bed in awe of Melinda's power to get anything she wants and with the plan to swim in a nice clean chlorinated pool in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well when we woke up we found Taber and Joseph churning away at their computers and I could tell they had other plans in mind. I asked what they were up to and with big excited eyes they started spouting off about water holes and Horseshoe falls, and google maps, and all kinds of stuff that didn't sound like a chlorinated pool. Turns out they had done a Google search and found some grass roots website for swimming holes in New Hampshire. They found one that was just 30 minutes away with a little waterfall and a 15 foot rock for cliff jumping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Despite their excitement I was skeptical. &amp;nbsp;How on earth were we going to find this unmarked waterhole with no signs, maps, or roads leading into it? The boys, however, felt confident they could get us there. They had scanned the area with google earth satellites and after they found all the landmarks described on the website, Joseph dropped a pin on his little GPS app and we loaded up the troops in search of Horseshoe falls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-woZfu4-05-g/TnJXv1CzK0I/AAAAAAAAOxY/eGaLv2aCBmc/s1600/100_5382.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-woZfu4-05-g/TnJXv1CzK0I/AAAAAAAAOxY/eGaLv2aCBmc/s640/100_5382.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It took a little searching&amp;nbsp;but to their great credit, the boys found the swimming hole and I have to say, it did not disappoint.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jaih6uuiCe0/TnJX6jVmjBI/AAAAAAAAOx0/r16Fo5sTAQc/s1600/Blog+Pics+September+20111.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jaih6uuiCe0/TnJX6jVmjBI/AAAAAAAAOx0/r16Fo5sTAQc/s640/Blog+Pics+September+20111.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;There was plenty of slow moving shallow water for the kids to play and float around in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dnK4IYhrm7k/TnJXqX095qI/AAAAAAAAOxQ/bR88UAJWbHg/s1600/100_5358.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="520" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dnK4IYhrm7k/TnJXqX095qI/AAAAAAAAOxQ/bR88UAJWbHg/s640/100_5358.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The babies did good too, lounging in the tent and even taking a few dips in the water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0veHh-bPkho/TnJX1qRn_uI/AAAAAAAAOxo/BPMIT8x_grY/s1600/100_5413.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0veHh-bPkho/TnJX1qRn_uI/AAAAAAAAOxo/BPMIT8x_grY/s640/100_5413.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Taber and Joseph were quite pleased with their googling skills.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And I'll admit, it was fun to see them go from being cute dads taking the girls on a floatie safari to jumping off the rock like teenage boys again. It was the best of both worlds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zaebsZSgEHs/TnJX3QAa5QI/AAAAAAAAOxs/7JUSHqi9XNE/s1600/Blog+Pics+September+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zaebsZSgEHs/TnJX3QAa5QI/AAAAAAAAOxs/7JUSHqi9XNE/s640/Blog+Pics+September+2011.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And don't think Melinda and I just sat back on baby duty the whole time either. You better believe we were jumping off that rock too cuz that's the way these mama's roll. : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I made a video to document our awesome braveness. Some bragging rights go to yours truly for being the first to jump and also to little Teya for being brave enough to jump off one of the lower rocks. (She wanted to jump off the big one but I don't think her swimming skills are quite to that level. She's a brave little dare devil.)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/SaiQZjHhWVc?rel=0" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5366434546035153298-5007098753712343360?l=taberandbecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/feeds/5007098753712343360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5366434546035153298&amp;postID=5007098753712343360&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/5007098753712343360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/5007098753712343360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2011/09/boys-google-cliff-jumping-on-labor-day_15.html' title='Boys + Google = Cliff Jumping on Labor Day'/><author><name>Beccarigg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08152742521372953808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQHoTgT3zxU/Sumg5Zp-NmI/AAAAAAAAGw4/za_QX9aufR8/S220/tb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I8-cW58WINM/TnJXodx40UI/AAAAAAAAOxM/AQhdXne2VYk/s72-c/100_5344.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366434546035153298.post-5110389860496888010</id><published>2011-09-12T01:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T22:08:29.568-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Teya's First Day of Kindergarten</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The day after our scary experience with Cam was Teya's first day of kindergarten. &amp;nbsp;I felt pretty torn that morning between staying with Camden in the hospital and seeing Teya off to school on such an important milestone day. &amp;nbsp;I didn't know how it could all work out. Finally I called Taber and suggested he bring Teya to the hospital so I could fix her hair there and take some pictures and then have Taber take her to school.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The nurses heard me talking and when they figured out it was my daughter's first day of kindergarten they insisted I leave to see her off. Cam was the only patient in the pediatric unit that day so he had two nurses all to himself and they assured me he would be in capable hands while I was gone. I knew they were right, and I knew Teya would be very disappointed if I wasn't there, so I called Taber and told him to come and get me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When I got home I went straight to work getting Teya all ready. She had picked out a pretty pink and white outfit complete with a brand new bow my friend Laura had made to match. I curled her hair and when she looked in the mirror I could tell she felt like a million bucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ookL4QXaPUM/Tm2G2mhU_PI/AAAAAAAAOwA/Y41RnAX8kc8/s1600/100_5337.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ookL4QXaPUM/Tm2G2mhU_PI/AAAAAAAAOwA/Y41RnAX8kc8/s640/100_5337.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I could not get over how darling and grown up she looked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6E-dLigUT4g/Tm2G5WrxJcI/AAAAAAAAOwE/qOGbn8XugHk/s1600/100_5342.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6E-dLigUT4g/Tm2G5WrxJcI/AAAAAAAAOwE/qOGbn8XugHk/s640/100_5342.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When we took her to school she was still beaming. We sent her off with her class and even though I felt a big lump in my throat watching her march through the doors I managed to hold it together with only a few tears escaping before we walked away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-en2Vh2mVz3g/Tm2G6nR8fyI/AAAAAAAAOwI/Y6mY2XM4vYc/s1600/IMG_3240.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-en2Vh2mVz3g/Tm2G6nR8fyI/AAAAAAAAOwI/Y6mY2XM4vYc/s400/IMG_3240.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brinley on the other hand has cried her fair share over Teya's departure to school. She did okay on that first day, maybe because both Taber and I were there and she got to go on a playdate right after. But the next week when we took Teya to school Brinley burst into tears when she realized she couldn't go in with her big sissy. She has really missed her best buddy in the afternoons but luckily Teya's school only lasts 2 1/2 hours so at least they're not separated for long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Taber took some super cute footage of Teya's first day which was nice since I wasn't there to pick her up after school. I made a little video of us dropping her off and Taber's post kindergarten interview which is pretty adorable. It's fun to hear her little voice explaining all the stuff they did and I love how the first thing she mentions is the rule about holding onto the rail. (This girl loves rules like no other.)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the end of the video I think it's pretty clear that miss Teya is going to love kindergarten. : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Djh7F1AcbQQ?rel=0" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5366434546035153298-5110389860496888010?l=taberandbecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/feeds/5110389860496888010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5366434546035153298&amp;postID=5110389860496888010&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/5110389860496888010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/5110389860496888010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2011/09/teyas-first-day-of-kindergarten.html' title='Teya&apos;s First Day of Kindergarten'/><author><name>Beccarigg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08152742521372953808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQHoTgT3zxU/Sumg5Zp-NmI/AAAAAAAAGw4/za_QX9aufR8/S220/tb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ookL4QXaPUM/Tm2G2mhU_PI/AAAAAAAAOwA/Y41RnAX8kc8/s72-c/100_5337.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366434546035153298.post-5922323905555473033</id><published>2011-09-09T16:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T16:30:30.675-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday Foto'/><title type='text'>Friday Foto: Costco Cuties</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My grocery shopping buddies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c4HkKfl1uS8/Tmp0m_rZBRI/AAAAAAAAOv8/f2KRwa0mnzw/s1600/IMG_3153.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="504" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c4HkKfl1uS8/Tmp0m_rZBRI/AAAAAAAAOv8/f2KRwa0mnzw/s640/IMG_3153.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Doesn't Cam look cute sitting up like a big boy in there?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Also love how you can totally tell these two are related ; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;p.s. 15 minutes into shopping Cam decided he was done with the cart.&amp;nbsp;He threw his head backwards and arched his back, screaming till I took him out. I had to lug that 20 lb beefcake around the store in one arm while pulling the cart with the other. Thought my arm was going to fall off! Probably won't try the cart thing again till noodle boy gets more comfortable holding his giant head up by himself ; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5366434546035153298-5922323905555473033?l=taberandbecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/feeds/5922323905555473033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5366434546035153298&amp;postID=5922323905555473033&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/5922323905555473033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/5922323905555473033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2011/09/friday-foto-costco-cuties.html' title='Friday Foto: Costco Cuties'/><author><name>Beccarigg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08152742521372953808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQHoTgT3zxU/Sumg5Zp-NmI/AAAAAAAAGw4/za_QX9aufR8/S220/tb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c4HkKfl1uS8/Tmp0m_rZBRI/AAAAAAAAOv8/f2KRwa0mnzw/s72-c/IMG_3153.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366434546035153298.post-8201376154192724872</id><published>2011-09-07T17:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T23:36:29.691-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lobster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family outings'/><title type='text'>The Riggs and the Draschils hit Maine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Taber has been itching to get up to Maine all summer and we finally got the chance to go a couple weeks ago with our Boston buddies the Draschils.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7QzVBYDdW2U/TmfQDf4z1YI/AAAAAAAAOvk/t8Za14BKoWo/s1600/Desktop12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7QzVBYDdW2U/TmfQDf4z1YI/AAAAAAAAOvk/t8Za14BKoWo/s640/Desktop12.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;First on the agenda was a lobster boat tour. This was the 4th time we've done one but it never gets old. : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i_ynIQ2Dm9I/TmfPonzCCzI/AAAAAAAAOuk/C212JL5viIg/s1600/100_5147.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i_ynIQ2Dm9I/TmfPonzCCzI/AAAAAAAAOuk/C212JL5viIg/s400/100_5147.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The kids were excited that our captain reeled in several keepers or "keepas" as they pronounce it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Also I think it's kind of weird that the dude in sunglasses stared down our camera during this picture. If he wanted to be in the pic he could've at least smiled! ; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hg8VaIX0Cv4/TmfPq5dQbEI/AAAAAAAAOuo/2Sbr88QTjoM/s1600/100_5152.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hg8VaIX0Cv4/TmfPq5dQbEI/AAAAAAAAOuo/2Sbr88QTjoM/s640/100_5152.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Awesome picture of Teya, Brielle and Brinley sitting in front of the pier. I just love their messy hair, Bree's serious face and Brin staring off in the distance. &amp;nbsp;Makes me smile : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s9eOp4ll5yI/TmfPs__wvdI/AAAAAAAAOus/_HljZg5pYHA/s1600/100_5162.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s9eOp4ll5yI/TmfPs__wvdI/AAAAAAAAOus/_HljZg5pYHA/s400/100_5162.JPG" width="288" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;After our lobster tour we hit up a local ice cream stand.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(This girl takes her ice cream very seriously)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3V_p79Vlyy8/TmfPutnmpYI/AAAAAAAAOuw/cs4iOA-ELjo/s1600/100_5165.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3V_p79Vlyy8/TmfPutnmpYI/AAAAAAAAOuw/cs4iOA-ELjo/s400/100_5165.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Cam was too tired for ice cream but I had to take a pic of those juicy lips &amp;nbsp;: )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-toybq34p18U/TmfPxDrtpSI/AAAAAAAAOu4/Mghg_yEcNHc/s1600/100_5172.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-toybq34p18U/TmfPxDrtpSI/AAAAAAAAOu4/Mghg_yEcNHc/s640/100_5172.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The girls also enjoyed hanging out on the dock watching some locals fish.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All of this was at Perkins Cove in Ogunquit, Maine. It is so beautiful and picturesque there, I'm glad we made it up this year before the summer ended.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9BGl99mQ7Vs/TmfPzPh1rlI/AAAAAAAAOu8/m2PWE6zJ1cs/s1600/100_5186.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="360" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9BGl99mQ7Vs/TmfPzPh1rlI/AAAAAAAAOu8/m2PWE6zJ1cs/s400/100_5186.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After our ice cream we loaded up the troops and headed over to the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nRNSVIQXKV4/TmfQBztNrlI/AAAAAAAAOvg/La6eqOp5sCg/s1600/Desktop11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nRNSVIQXKV4/TmfQBztNrlI/AAAAAAAAOvg/La6eqOp5sCg/s640/Desktop11.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The kids wasted no time immersing themselves in the sand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5clU7qUa8c/TmfP1YbCTCI/AAAAAAAAOvA/oU4R2sCB2yo/s1600/100_5194.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5clU7qUa8c/TmfP1YbCTCI/AAAAAAAAOvA/oU4R2sCB2yo/s640/100_5194.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This was the first time we let Camden get in the sand and he thought he was in sandy buffet heaven! He seriously kept shoveling that stuff in his face like it was gourmet dining. I tried to stop him but it was a losing battle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_KYtXKuWH7Q/TmfP4vQJFFI/AAAAAAAAOvE/ukcTl70TNR4/s1600/100_5197.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="432" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_KYtXKuWH7Q/TmfP4vQJFFI/AAAAAAAAOvE/ukcTl70TNR4/s640/100_5197.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The girls wanted their legs buried but Taber and Joseph went one step further and buried their whole bodies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ix_kWgVwJSY/TmfP8HGT8eI/AAAAAAAAOvM/4SBm7eBrX2M/s1600/100_5199.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ix_kWgVwJSY/TmfP8HGT8eI/AAAAAAAAOvM/4SBm7eBrX2M/s640/100_5199.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Three little heads in the sand. Adorable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SSdC4HJPue4/TmfP9ocA47I/AAAAAAAAOvQ/r_D-sW211_4/s1600/100_5208.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SSdC4HJPue4/TmfP9ocA47I/AAAAAAAAOvQ/r_D-sW211_4/s400/100_5208.JPG" width="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The Draschil's baby Joslyn is a month older than Cam and has been sitting like a champ for months. Cam has always been a noodle boy and never had much interest in sitting up, but there's nothing like peer pressure from a cute girl to motivate a guy to action.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OH5UDs2bjzo/TmfP-rGACBI/AAAAAAAAOvU/B0ruXV6I6io/s1600/100_5213.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OH5UDs2bjzo/TmfP-rGACBI/AAAAAAAAOvU/B0ruXV6I6io/s640/100_5213.JPG" width="436" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Look at me Mom!! I'm a big boy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Thank you Joslyn for teaching Cam to sit ; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CDGXvgHTEpA/TmfP_0FbFlI/AAAAAAAAOvY/aW8s3FsHN6w/s1600/100_5224.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="388" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CDGXvgHTEpA/TmfP_0FbFlI/AAAAAAAAOvY/aW8s3FsHN6w/s640/100_5224.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Glad we got to enjoy such a beautiful day in Maine and extra glad we got to share it with the Draschils. Friends always make good things even better. : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;*Update*&lt;br /&gt;So after I posted this I realized I forgot to include two of my favorite pics that Melinda took of our beach day with her super fancy DSLR. Definitely want these in the blog book so here they are :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NjEVQag9tWM/Tmgytpz6PDI/AAAAAAAAOvs/iBXTzyQu3wA/s1600/DSC_0068.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NjEVQag9tWM/Tmgytpz6PDI/AAAAAAAAOvs/iBXTzyQu3wA/s640/DSC_0068.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This just makes me laugh. The drool, the sand under his nose, the scrunchy smile. Love that baby.&lt;br /&gt;(Also can you believe those teeth?! )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pE-_WXk5ayQ/TmgyuN2XCbI/AAAAAAAAOvw/Qi-CkYUPwdw/s1600/DSC_0077.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pE-_WXk5ayQ/TmgyuN2XCbI/AAAAAAAAOvw/Qi-CkYUPwdw/s640/DSC_0077.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and my little man. &amp;nbsp;I might have to blow this one up and frame it. &amp;nbsp;So sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5366434546035153298-8201376154192724872?l=taberandbecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/feeds/8201376154192724872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5366434546035153298&amp;postID=8201376154192724872&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/8201376154192724872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/8201376154192724872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2011/09/riggs-and-draschils-hit-maine.html' title='The Riggs and the Draschils hit Maine'/><author><name>Beccarigg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08152742521372953808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQHoTgT3zxU/Sumg5Zp-NmI/AAAAAAAAGw4/za_QX9aufR8/S220/tb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7QzVBYDdW2U/TmfQDf4z1YI/AAAAAAAAOvk/t8Za14BKoWo/s72-c/Desktop12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366434546035153298.post-6443284488773986419</id><published>2011-09-02T21:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T22:08:51.046-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sick Kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hospital visits'/><title type='text'>A Scary Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;A few days ago we had quite the scare with our little baby Camden. &amp;nbsp;Wednesday afternoon he woke up from his nap burning up with a fever. I took his temp and it was 103.7. I gave him Tylenol and called my doctor who said to watch him and if it didn't come down to call her. An hour later his temperature was the same. I called back and they told me to bring him in. After a thorough examination the doctor determined it was a virus and told me to wait it out and keep layering Tylenol and Motrin to control the fever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I brought him home I gave him some Motrin and put him to bed but he was so hot and uncomfortable he couldn't sleep. I was supposed to go to a Relief Society presidency meeting that evening for church but I had a strong feeling I should stay home with Cam. He was very fussy and irritable but finally went down again around 8pm. He woke up an hour later still fussy and burning up. I gave him some Tylenol and passed him to Taber to soothe him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Shortly after I handed him to Taber he started vomiting like I've never seen a baby vomit. It was thick and streaming out of his mouth and nose. We brought him upstairs to clean him and give him a bath.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Taber held him and I started to get him undressed. Suddenly his body started to spasm and after two violent jerks my heart froze and I looked at Taber and said, "what was that?" &amp;nbsp;right then Cam jerked backwards one more time, his eyes rolled back into his head and his body folded over like a rag doll.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Looking back there are probably a million things we could've or should've done different. Most of all I wish we had been able to stay calm, but watching his body go lifeless like that was so horrifying we couldn't help but panic. Taber tried flipping him over and moving him around but he was completely unresponsive. His body was lifeless, his lips started turning blue and we realized he wasn't breathing. &amp;nbsp;Taber told me to call 9-1-1 and &amp;nbsp;I frantically dialed it on my cellphone. I just kept thinking, I don't know how to do CPR on a baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;The dispatcher came on the phone and asked what was happening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"My baby stopped breathing! " I told her. "please help me, he's not breathing!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;She asked me my name and told me to try to calm down. I ran upstairs and saw Taber trying to suction him with a bulb. I looked at Cam's limp body and his blue lips and saw the fear on Taber's face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"Get Mary! GO GET MARY!" he said. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Mary is our neighbor across the street who is an RN. &amp;nbsp;As I ran back downstairs I heard Taber yelling, "Help Me! Help Me!" I started to sob hysterically and began pleading out loud with God. "Please God! Please help my son!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I ran out into the night in bare feet still clutching the phone with the 9-1-1 dispatcher but was so panicked I couldn't hear what she was saying. I rang Mary's doorbell over and over but she was watching TV and couldn't hear it. The 9-1-1 dispatcher was asking me questions but I couldn't answer coherently. I saw Taber run out of the house with Cam's limp body. His face was turning gray and he still wasn't breathing. I wondered how much time had gone by. How much longer did we have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"Mary's not home!" I said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"Get Beth!" he yelled. Beth is our other neighbor who is also an RN. I was about to run to her house when I heard the dispatcher say sternly,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"Becca, I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;need &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;you to calm down so you can help your son. You need to listen to me and do what I say so we can help him."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"Okay." I sobbed. "What should I do?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"You need to lay him flat on the ground."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We were outside and didn't want to lay him on the driveway so we ran in the house and laid him down. Taber still had the bulb and was trying to suction his airways. Every second that passed without a breath was filled with agony. It had been at least 3 minutes since he stopped breathing. I felt like he was slipping away from me and there was nothing I could do about it. I cried and cried, begging for help over and over again, praying someone could fix him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Taber grabbed the phone from me and put it on speaker. The dispatcher directed him to clear Cam's airways. He tilted his head back and swept his airways. I saw Cam's chest rise and fall. It was the tiniest gulp of air but it was a breath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"Is he breathing?" The dispatcher asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"Yes!" I said. "Yes, I saw him take a breath!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"I want you to put your head right next to his mouth and every time you feel him take a breath a want you to say, "breath."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I did as she told me and again Cam took a tiny gulp of air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"Breath!" I said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Again his chest rose and fell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"Breath!" I sobbed. "Breath!" Fear and anxiety started to leave my body in heaving sobs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"You're doing great Becca, just stay calm, you're doing great."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Seeing his breaths relieved some of my anxiety but his body was still limp and his eyes were glazed over. Taber told me to get Beth and he continued to follow instructions from the dispatcher. I ran to Beth's house and rang her doorbell. She was still in her scrubs and when she saw me bawling on her porch she ran right out. "Cam stopped breathing!" I told her. "He's breathing now but he doesn't look good." She ran across the lawn with me back into our house. &amp;nbsp;At this point I could hear the sirens and a minute after Beth got there a fire truck, police car and ambulance showed up. Paramedics and officers streamed into our house and started tending to Cam. He was awake now and very lethargic but the color was returning to his face and he seemed to be improving with every minute. My neighbors started showing up at the house. Mary came in and I fell into her arms and sobbed and sobbed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;In all that chaos and noise, with Taber and I yelling and the sirens and the house full of people, somehow the girls stayed asleep. I feel like that was a tender blessing because if they had seen me so unhinged and seen Cam the way he was I can only imagine what that would've done to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;As the paramedics were assessing Camden everyone assured me that he looked much better and told me it was going to be okay. Cam was interacting with the officers and pulling the oxygen mask off his face. Mary said she'd stay with the kids so we could both go to the hospital. I rode in the ambulance and Taber followed behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HBKi688Lua4/TmEkQ8cMuMI/AAAAAAAAOuI/Fw4nK8mxfXc/s1600/IMG_3198.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HBKi688Lua4/TmEkQ8cMuMI/AAAAAAAAOuI/Fw4nK8mxfXc/s400/IMG_3198.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;At the ER Cam was still running a high fever so they gave him Tylenol and put him through a battery of tests to try and figure out what was going on. They determined that he had a febrile seizure caused by his high fever and believed he had aspirated some of his vomit which is why he stopped breathing. They thought the fever was caused by a virus, possibly hand foot and mouth disease, but gave him a shot of antibiotics just in case it was bacterial. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W7hsnMSZkKI/TmEkR_RhpsI/AAAAAAAAOuM/P__Iinf9tQE/s1600/IMG_3201.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W7hsnMSZkKI/TmEkR_RhpsI/AAAAAAAAOuM/P__Iinf9tQE/s400/IMG_3201.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Cam was in a miserable state from all the tests and the trauma of the evening but finally around 2:30am he drifted off to sleep.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3LvT-2buU3g/TmEkTGoZqTI/AAAAAAAAOuQ/nIMlhQ-uxDE/s1600/IMG_3203.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3LvT-2buU3g/TmEkTGoZqTI/AAAAAAAAOuQ/nIMlhQ-uxDE/s400/IMG_3203.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;They admitted us to the hospital to observe him and make sure he didn't have another seizure. In the morning his fever hadn't improved with the medication, so they decided to keep him one more night. He was so sick he slept for 24 hours straight in the hospital, only waking up to nurse every few hours.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zEJBBIOCQ8Y/TmEkVz4T2RI/AAAAAAAAOuY/D4wslto97lQ/s1600/IMG_3218.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zEJBBIOCQ8Y/TmEkVz4T2RI/AAAAAAAAOuY/D4wslto97lQ/s400/IMG_3218.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I stayed in his room, watching him sleep, watching his heart and lungs on the monitor, not wanting to leave his side. Despite a continued high fever he didn't seize again so after 2 nights in the hospital they let us take him home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2a2a2a; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HBOFZUgQbbc/TmEkUj9MV6I/AAAAAAAAOuU/l0GdCM5diUQ/s1600/IMG_3208.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HBOFZUgQbbc/TmEkUj9MV6I/AAAAAAAAOuU/l0GdCM5diUQ/s400/IMG_3208.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;It was an exhausting experience but we had such a great outpouring of love and support from our neighbors, friends from church and Taber's work, as well as many kind messages from concerned friends and family on Facebook. I can't tell you how much those messages lifted our spirits during that scary time. Every time my phone buzzed with another text or voicemail or Facebook alert it was like a little electronic hug to help get us through. : )&amp;nbsp;We also felt the many prayers that were being offered on Cam's behalf and were so uplifted by the spiritual strength we received. I know Heavenly Father was watching over us and have a testimony of the power of prayer, especially when so many prayers are being said for one person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;This experience has taught me to be grateful for every minute we have with our loved ones. I look at Cam differently now. My heart swells with gratitude for each little laugh, each little cry, each little spit bubble and toothy grin. : ) I'm so happy he's still here with us and know that angels were watching over him on that very scary night.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5366434546035153298-6443284488773986419?l=taberandbecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/feeds/6443284488773986419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5366434546035153298&amp;postID=6443284488773986419&amp;isPopup=true' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/6443284488773986419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/6443284488773986419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2011/09/scary-night.html' title='A Scary Night'/><author><name>Beccarigg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08152742521372953808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQHoTgT3zxU/Sumg5Zp-NmI/AAAAAAAAGw4/za_QX9aufR8/S220/tb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HBKi688Lua4/TmEkQ8cMuMI/AAAAAAAAOuI/Fw4nK8mxfXc/s72-c/IMG_3198.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366434546035153298.post-8473034559466019230</id><published>2011-08-31T10:28:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T10:28:50.121-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='organization'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homemaking'/><title type='text'>Getting my Buns Organized!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Warning: The "before" pictures of my disorganized house contain graphic images of messiness and chaos. Please resist the urge to un-friend me after seeing the condition I let my closets get in this past year. I promise I have reformed my ways!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, a couple months ago I posted &lt;a href="http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2011/06/intervention.html"&gt;this plea for intervention&lt;/a&gt; after my epic disorganization led to an embarrassing forgetful mommy moment that affected Teya at preschool. Thankfully I got some great ideas in the comments of that post and I have been putting them to use over the last few months. &amp;nbsp;Here are some results of my rehabilitation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tzsQDqsGDQc/Tl4sibjOkAI/AAAAAAAAOtI/RCjsWxRhMkQ/s1600/100_3787.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tzsQDqsGDQc/Tl4sibjOkAI/AAAAAAAAOtI/RCjsWxRhMkQ/s640/100_3787.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;You may remember this picture, the table of doom where important papers, bills and mail would get sucked into a black hole and be lost, forgotten or destroyed by the kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AIstvWAcSqQ/Tl4s0IhqOGI/AAAAAAAAOt4/u-U0nzCYH_k/s1600/IMG_2617.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AIstvWAcSqQ/Tl4s0IhqOGI/AAAAAAAAOt4/u-U0nzCYH_k/s640/IMG_2617.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Goodbye table of doom, hello table of order!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Several people suggested I buy filing trays to sort my mail right when it comes in. Now I grab the mail, immediately throw away the junk, then sort the mail into magazines, correspondence, invites/announcements/events and bills to be paid. I also bought a little mail holder to put my outgoing mail in so I can just grab it when I'm going out and stick it in the mail. Last of all I bought the little organizer drawers to put coupons, gift cards and important receipts in.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AIstvWAcSqQ/Tl4s0IhqOGI/AAAAAAAAOt4/u-U0nzCYH_k/s1600/IMG_2617.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6gvIFdlQqlk/Tl4skpQuZ-I/AAAAAAAAOtM/EFGNX45GU2w/s1600/100_4018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6gvIFdlQqlk/Tl4skpQuZ-I/AAAAAAAAOtM/EFGNX45GU2w/s640/100_4018.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Also after forgetting Teya's roll-a-thon pretty much everyone suggested I get a big fat Calendar &amp;nbsp;to put all our family events on. I opted for the dry erase kind and have color coded the events for each person in the family. The little pockets below the calendar are where I put anything with event info on it, so b-day party invitations, letters from school about upcoming events, dr. appt reminder cards, etc... That way when I see an event on the calendar I can just check down in the pockets for additional details. &amp;nbsp;Also I've been using the calendar app on my phone when I'm not near this calendar and it has saved me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And now I'll address my closets. This is embarrassing, but here we go.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Despite the pictures you are about to see I actually keep a relatively tidy house. (Yeah, sure, Becca, we believe you.) Seriously! But my closets are my weakness. Out of sight out of mind, and since I was pregnant most of last year and then dealing with a new baby for most of this year my closets got seriously neglected. Anyway one day I read &lt;a href="http://tapperandcompany.blogspot.com/2011/04/tutorial-tuesday-do-it-tapper-style_26.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and I got inspired to just pull out the trash bags and take back my closets! I attacked them with two mantras:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1) A place for everything and everything in it's place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2) If you don't need and and don't use it, Throw it away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So here's how it went:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dJw1h5DTaNQ/Tl4smlf8EcI/AAAAAAAAOtQ/731h7LDHs-k/s1600/100_5278.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dJw1h5DTaNQ/Tl4smlf8EcI/AAAAAAAAOtQ/731h7LDHs-k/s640/100_5278.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Laundry closet before: There is a radio on my dryer. There is also a box of decorations from Teya's 4th b-day party a year and a half ago on the shelf. &amp;nbsp;The pampers box had papers in I haven't' touched since we moved here. There is also a basket of socks that don't have mates but I kept holding on thinking one day they'd magically reappear. Also there is no where to put folded clothes in here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p8LNA2pgvK4/Tl4swwxsEDI/AAAAAAAAOtw/TfudXwUZWuc/s1600/100_5331.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p8LNA2pgvK4/Tl4swwxsEDI/AAAAAAAAOtw/TfudXwUZWuc/s640/100_5331.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Laundry closet after: &amp;nbsp;I threw away the papers, threw away the socks without mates then started making a place for everything else. I stored a few things in the basement and put other things where they should go. Now I can actually fold my laundry in here. So much better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QVNGAuu7SFc/Tl4sof62RnI/AAAAAAAAOtU/Q9MPNdMvUF4/s1600/100_5279.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QVNGAuu7SFc/Tl4sof62RnI/AAAAAAAAOtU/Q9MPNdMvUF4/s400/100_5279.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This closet is also in my laundry room/bathroom. I'm sure it's for linens but I use a closet upstairs for that so it's become my paper goods, party dishes, tools, batteries, lightbulbs and random junk storage. problem is, could never find things in here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i9LJu-PPQAY/Tl4sy2cJ1cI/AAAAAAAAOt0/crp07GQDn0o/s1600/100_5333.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i9LJu-PPQAY/Tl4sy2cJ1cI/AAAAAAAAOt0/crp07GQDn0o/s400/100_5333.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Did some more throwing away and place designating and now I can actually see the floor and find stuff I need.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A9PxsIAGJM8/Tl4svIE4FvI/AAAAAAAAOto/5pVTj-pwXIo/s1600/100_5330.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A9PxsIAGJM8/Tl4svIE4FvI/AAAAAAAAOto/5pVTj-pwXIo/s400/100_5330.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It really helped to put this shoe organizer in here for little things like batteries, lighters, matches, light bulbs etc... A place for everything and everything in it's place!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SHnEb86WjkU/Tl4sqKo4PxI/AAAAAAAAOtY/kuyrecl-K_I/s1600/100_5280.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SHnEb86WjkU/Tl4sqKo4PxI/AAAAAAAAOtY/kuyrecl-K_I/s640/100_5280.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Coat Closet: Sadly I did not stage this picture.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is honestly the horrendous state it was in when I came to work on it. This closet has been my nemesis all summer. I never got around to fully de-wintering it so it still had lots of winter gear it it and all our random bags would just get thrown in here on the floor and it was a huge mess. We also keep all our running gear in here but it didn't really fit in those drawers and everything was overflowing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e-_vdcTkQNI/Tl4ssCmRkUI/AAAAAAAAOtg/6KrWcOUfxUM/s1600/100_5297.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e-_vdcTkQNI/Tl4ssCmRkUI/AAAAAAAAOtg/6KrWcOUfxUM/s640/100_5297.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Brought in some bigger storage drawers for the running gear and all those bags. Also put some baby gear like the snugli and Cam's beach tent in one of the drawers. Filled up a box for goodwill of old shoes that nobody wears that were taking up tons of space. Also put old jackets and winter gear in the good will box. Made a place to hang my purse and put our church bag so it's ready to grab on Sunday mornings. Threw lots of stuff away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and this closet are finally friends again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sNWaKWPHnmI/Tl4steKalXI/AAAAAAAAOtk/jBTr5VywhT4/s1600/100_5316.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sNWaKWPHnmI/Tl4steKalXI/AAAAAAAAOtk/jBTr5VywhT4/s640/100_5316.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Brinley in the Good Will Box. She was not included in our donation ; )&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;So embarrassing as it is to post those before pictures, I'm really happy to have my closets back. &amp;nbsp;My main strategy was to put things in one of three categories: trash, donate, or find a it a proper home.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next up: The kid's closets, my closet and the linen closet. Should go pretty quickly now that I'm on a roll : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5366434546035153298-8473034559466019230?l=taberandbecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/feeds/8473034559466019230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5366434546035153298&amp;postID=8473034559466019230&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/8473034559466019230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/8473034559466019230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2011/08/getting-my-buns-organized.html' title='Getting my Buns Organized!'/><author><name>Beccarigg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08152742521372953808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQHoTgT3zxU/Sumg5Zp-NmI/AAAAAAAAGw4/za_QX9aufR8/S220/tb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tzsQDqsGDQc/Tl4sibjOkAI/AAAAAAAAOtI/RCjsWxRhMkQ/s72-c/100_3787.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366434546035153298.post-9202027268692067756</id><published>2011-08-26T10:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T22:09:05.180-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brinley'/><title type='text'>Stuck in the Middle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lately I've noticed Brinley kind of struggling with her new role as the&amp;nbsp;middle child. I think it's tough because Teya is doing so many big girl things and starting kindergarten and just has a personality that demands a lot of attention. &amp;nbsp;Cam also gets lots of attention by default since he's the baby and can't do anything by himself. So that leaves Brinley stuck in the middle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;While she enjoys doing big girl things with Teya, I think what she really longs for is to be the baby again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w0CPppY0jjM/TlehXSrL6JI/AAAAAAAAOsc/fbHVySIm4UU/s1600/IMG_1931.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="476" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w0CPppY0jjM/TlehXSrL6JI/AAAAAAAAOsc/fbHVySIm4UU/s640/IMG_1931.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In fact, I think she's launching an "I'm the baby" campaign by casually taking over Camden's baby items.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PUKmLxC1Se4/Tlehe6nOQ2I/AAAAAAAAOs0/afUQjDlv4qQ/s1600/IMG_3159.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CQNGCtxfCDs/TlehYoAThNI/AAAAAAAAOsg/Eo9os-wIZQ8/s1600/IMG_2671.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CQNGCtxfCDs/TlehYoAThNI/AAAAAAAAOsg/Eo9os-wIZQ8/s400/IMG_2671.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It started with the the bumbo seat which is now her go to sitting chair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CQNGCtxfCDs/TlehYoAThNI/AAAAAAAAOsg/Eo9os-wIZQ8/s1600/IMG_2671.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PUKmLxC1Se4/Tlehe6nOQ2I/AAAAAAAAOs0/afUQjDlv4qQ/s1600/IMG_3159.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PUKmLxC1Se4/Tlehe6nOQ2I/AAAAAAAAOs0/afUQjDlv4qQ/s400/IMG_3159.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She'll even stack it on her Dora chair for a boost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TR8y_3gcZi0/TlehWEsZUwI/AAAAAAAAOsY/5iTeNw_HQvE/s1600/100_4188.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TR8y_3gcZi0/TlehWEsZUwI/AAAAAAAAOsY/5iTeNw_HQvE/s640/100_4188.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I also found her in Cam's high chair the other day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TR8y_3gcZi0/TlehWEsZUwI/AAAAAAAAOsY/5iTeNw_HQvE/s1600/100_4188.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pd_ED3ws_UQ/TlehUEr-eqI/AAAAAAAAOsU/NltuYqYr3Gw/s1600/100_4019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pd_ED3ws_UQ/TlehUEr-eqI/AAAAAAAAOsU/NltuYqYr3Gw/s640/100_4019.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And his car seat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--8XgLSGO94o/TlehZ-eO4YI/AAAAAAAAOsk/qIywcpY8tVo/s1600/IMG_2734.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="476" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--8XgLSGO94o/TlehZ-eO4YI/AAAAAAAAOsk/qIywcpY8tVo/s640/IMG_2734.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And his exersaucer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-czxlSrwQ0v4/TlehcOajX5I/AAAAAAAAOss/2giT-UeqAF0/s1600/IMG_2821.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="476" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-czxlSrwQ0v4/TlehcOajX5I/AAAAAAAAOss/2giT-UeqAF0/s640/IMG_2821.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She really liked the exersaucer and tries to high jack it whenever he's not around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IjPuhI-OVns/Tleha7lj7II/AAAAAAAAOso/lK6KXAQcayU/s1600/IMG_2742.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IjPuhI-OVns/Tleha7lj7II/AAAAAAAAOso/lK6KXAQcayU/s640/IMG_2742.jpg" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She also loves the baby swing and will sit in there for hours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dokSKLRv_o8/TlehdVCdImI/AAAAAAAAOsw/sICmFdFxWVk/s1600/IMG_3085.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dokSKLRv_o8/TlehdVCdImI/AAAAAAAAOsw/sICmFdFxWVk/s640/IMG_3085.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I don't have the heart to tell her to get out or that she's too big for those things. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's&amp;nbsp;hard being the middle kid, but I hope she knows she'll always be my baby, no matter how big she gets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5366434546035153298-9202027268692067756?l=taberandbecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/feeds/9202027268692067756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5366434546035153298&amp;postID=9202027268692067756&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/9202027268692067756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/9202027268692067756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2011/08/stuck-in-middle.html' title='Stuck in the Middle'/><author><name>Beccarigg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08152742521372953808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQHoTgT3zxU/Sumg5Zp-NmI/AAAAAAAAGw4/za_QX9aufR8/S220/tb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w0CPppY0jjM/TlehXSrL6JI/AAAAAAAAOsc/fbHVySIm4UU/s72-c/IMG_1931.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366434546035153298.post-8755955184943319903</id><published>2011-08-24T00:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T22:09:32.474-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday parties'/><title type='text'>From Camping Trails to the Catwalk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On our last day at Camp Joseph the girls were scheduled to attend their little friend's Barbie Fashion Birthday party. The party was at 3:30pm. We were 2 hours away in Vermont. We figured if we left at 1pm we'd be okay... until we got sidetracked by 24 flavors of soft serve and crispy golden onion rings. That deliciousness put us about 45 minutes behind schedule.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-st-52MHcdIU/TlRqjc4DlQI/AAAAAAAAOsE/0T_B_BroZI8/s1600/295814_10150772129845512_776495511_20760120_269460_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-st-52MHcdIU/TlRqjc4DlQI/AAAAAAAAOsE/0T_B_BroZI8/s640/295814_10150772129845512_776495511_20760120_269460_n.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Mia the birthday girl)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We put the pedal to the metal and made it into Nashua at 3:45. The girls were filthy and still in their camping clothes but we had no time to spare. I quickly rushed them in the house, stripped off their stinky campfire clothes, threw dresses over them, undid Teya's braids, put bows in Brin's hair and hosed them down with perfume.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We arrived at the party at 4pm, only 30 minutes late and just in time for the girls to hit the catwalk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MXp31C5uxBs/TlRqkmRs8tI/AAAAAAAAOsI/fjWUZj1t4T4/s1600/IMG_3116.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MXp31C5uxBs/TlRqkmRs8tI/AAAAAAAAOsI/fjWUZj1t4T4/s640/IMG_3116.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You never would've known they had just come from a campout.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7pHWI7Txpi4/TlRqSoGP0uI/AAAAAAAAOrg/V-kpUo7f8Ig/s1600/100_5072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7pHWI7Txpi4/TlRqSoGP0uI/AAAAAAAAOrg/V-kpUo7f8Ig/s640/100_5072.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A lot of Teya's preschool friends were at the party, including her teacher Mrs. H! She was so excited to see her again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iq9QiRJa7cQ/TlRqVjbNO3I/AAAAAAAAOrk/MCDLS0eR0MY/s1600/100_5077.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iq9QiRJa7cQ/TlRqVjbNO3I/AAAAAAAAOrk/MCDLS0eR0MY/s640/100_5077.JPG" width="561" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mia's mommy went all out and every detail was perfect. The kids got to do a little fashion show on the runway and it was pretty darn cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oxnVz5SixDM/TlRqYzgCDMI/AAAAAAAAOro/NRhuMJh4TDk/s1600/100_5093.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oxnVz5SixDM/TlRqYzgCDMI/AAAAAAAAOro/NRhuMJh4TDk/s640/100_5093.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Teya striking a pose on the runway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RzPfJM_TRfg/TlRqb5f3bRI/AAAAAAAAOrs/PlaG_DQrUpk/s1600/100_5098.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RzPfJM_TRfg/TlRqb5f3bRI/AAAAAAAAOrs/PlaG_DQrUpk/s400/100_5098.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Teya and Brinley with the birthday girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gWMZmyBa8g4/TlRqdkKMqNI/AAAAAAAAOrw/diZQj7NC1hc/s1600/100_5099.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gWMZmyBa8g4/TlRqdkKMqNI/AAAAAAAAOrw/diZQj7NC1hc/s400/100_5099.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Eating dinner with an explosion of pink. Pink food baskets, pink trays, pink table cloth, pink cups, pink dinnerware, pink napkins, pink girly heaven. : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N3_fzRMFRHc/TlRqgO4MbDI/AAAAAAAAOr0/nC43Vh_dHcA/s1600/100_5100.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N3_fzRMFRHc/TlRqgO4MbDI/AAAAAAAAOr0/nC43Vh_dHcA/s640/100_5100.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Teya modeling the feather boa, necklace and sunglasses from her goody basket. So stylish.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t8KPL7usOeI/TlRqis5qaII/AAAAAAAAOr8/FCAhEkj_-C8/s1600/100_5110.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t8KPL7usOeI/TlRqis5qaII/AAAAAAAAOr8/FCAhEkj_-C8/s640/100_5110.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;After dinner, a pinata and b-day cupcakes it was time to go. The girls had a great time and I was proud of myself for getting them there (looking cute no less) on such a crazy timeline. My mommy powers must be getting stronger ; )&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5366434546035153298-8755955184943319903?l=taberandbecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/feeds/8755955184943319903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5366434546035153298&amp;postID=8755955184943319903&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/8755955184943319903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/8755955184943319903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2011/08/from-camping-trails-to-catwalk.html' title='From Camping Trails to the Catwalk'/><author><name>Beccarigg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08152742521372953808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQHoTgT3zxU/Sumg5Zp-NmI/AAAAAAAAGw4/za_QX9aufR8/S220/tb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-st-52MHcdIU/TlRqjc4DlQI/AAAAAAAAOsE/0T_B_BroZI8/s72-c/295814_10150772129845512_776495511_20760120_269460_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366434546035153298.post-1223734659766807985</id><published>2011-08-21T21:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T22:10:02.372-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun with friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family outings'/><title type='text'>Camp Joseph with our FWLLFs!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YfZJxh-EAXE/TlG44DLMn4I/AAAAAAAAOq4/XZS9tbgb7ZY/s1600/Aug+29%252C+2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YfZJxh-EAXE/TlG44DLMn4I/AAAAAAAAOq4/XZS9tbgb7ZY/s640/Aug+29%252C+2010.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;You know what's awesome? Going to Camp Joseph up in Sharon Vermont with our friends from church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;We went&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2010/08/camp-joseph.html"&gt;last year&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and LOVED it so much we've been looking forward to going again all year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UGhI8WNWmkY/TlG6l02yDMI/AAAAAAAAOrQ/HOYjy1BowuI/s1600/100_5062.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UGhI8WNWmkY/TlG6l02yDMI/AAAAAAAAOrQ/HOYjy1BowuI/s640/100_5062.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You know what's extra awesome? Going to camp Joseph with our FWLLFs (friends we love like family) The Draschils, who were once our&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2010/11/exceptionally-awesome-house-guests.html"&gt;exceptionally awesome house guests&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;but&amp;nbsp;are now officially Boston residents and will be here for 2 years while Joseph's in grad school! We're so pumped that they're on the East coast and are already planning many future rendezvous between our families. : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-76COLjxf-t0/TlG4o-V0kmI/AAAAAAAAOqU/4CtedIUbIck/s1600/100_4890.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-76COLjxf-t0/TlG4o-V0kmI/AAAAAAAAOqU/4CtedIUbIck/s640/100_4890.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We went up there last weekend and the girls were super excited about their camping braids, their tinkerbell headlamps (modeled by Teya) and the GIANT marshmallows (clutched tightly under Brinley's arm) that we brought for roasting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ZiQKoLkwPU/TlG40tBqoiI/AAAAAAAAOqs/nGYmE_8TVbg/s1600/Aug+13%252C+20111.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="322" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ZiQKoLkwPU/TlG40tBqoiI/AAAAAAAAOqs/nGYmE_8TVbg/s640/Aug+13%252C+20111.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;When we got there we realized that after 6 hours of packing half our household for this trip, we had somehow forgotten to pack matches! Taber bravely snagged a burning stick from someone else's fire pit to try and get ours going but transferring it proved a little dangerous. Luckily our neighbors had an extra lighter and loaned it to us for the weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eykpJSYvPCI/TlG4zo798BI/AAAAAAAAOqo/2KxpL0iAafs/s1600/Aug+13%252C+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eykpJSYvPCI/TlG4zo798BI/AAAAAAAAOqo/2KxpL0iAafs/s640/Aug+13%252C+2011.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;With the fire burning the S'more fest could begin. Pretty sure I ate enough of those babies to hit the double digits. Definitely a highlight of the weekend for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xYlqPSpTHIw/TlG45sfFplI/AAAAAAAAOq8/6IPPAzsF8II/s1600/IMG_3096.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xYlqPSpTHIw/TlG45sfFplI/AAAAAAAAOq8/6IPPAzsF8II/s640/IMG_3096.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We opted for a cabin instead of a tent this year since I'm not brave enough to sleep in a tent with a 7 month old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IcTGKvjd32I/TlG4tSxM9cI/AAAAAAAAOqc/5dDp0rrkBaE/s1600/100_4988.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IcTGKvjd32I/TlG4tSxM9cI/AAAAAAAAOqc/5dDp0rrkBaE/s640/100_4988.JPG" width="524" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even in the cabin with his pack and play Cam struggled the first night. &amp;nbsp;He was cutting yet another tooth and it kept him up all night. Luckily the 2nd night was TONS better. He only woke up once and slept in till 8. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gdi2m25dha0/TlG42W5S4OI/AAAAAAAAOq0/52zmV4CzkiQ/s1600/Aug+13%252C+20112.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-91FEtHjQztQ/TlG4rWm1DrI/AAAAAAAAOqY/cYyaPd1iV38/s1600/100_4985.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-91FEtHjQztQ/TlG4rWm1DrI/AAAAAAAAOqY/cYyaPd1iV38/s640/100_4985.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He was a very popular attraction amongst all the kids. Who can resist a camping baby?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gdi2m25dha0/TlG42W5S4OI/AAAAAAAAOq0/52zmV4CzkiQ/s640/Aug+13%252C+20112.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The kids ran themselves ragged, &amp;nbsp;playing, exploring, swimming, catching frogs, lizards, caterpillars and all sorts of fun creatures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GQQlaPz9n08/TlG4yPvZ_cI/AAAAAAAAOqk/ntlhYhyUvz0/s1600/Aug+13%252C+2011_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GQQlaPz9n08/TlG4yPvZ_cI/AAAAAAAAOqk/ntlhYhyUvz0/s640/Aug+13%252C+2011_2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The grown ups had fun too playing hard at the waterfront (&lt;a href="http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2011/08/wet-and-wild-on-waterfront.html"&gt;see post below&lt;/a&gt;), frisbee, volleyball, and laughing and talking around the fire late into the night. We also had a talent show but I totally FAILED and didn't take any pictures! (So unlike me). &amp;nbsp;I blame it on the fact that both Taber and I were dancing and I couldn't find my music and got a little flustered before it all started.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-phK1CqPc7NM/TlHOPUGQwUI/AAAAAAAAOrU/uLgFI8z30mE/s1600/IMG_3083.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-phK1CqPc7NM/TlHOPUGQwUI/AAAAAAAAOrU/uLgFI8z30mE/s400/IMG_3083.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-phK1CqPc7NM/TlHOPUGQwUI/AAAAAAAAOrU/uLgFI8z30mE/s1600/IMG_3083.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyway, forget to take pics but here's one of Taber practicing the day before. He did the hoop, which he hasn't done in years but still totally rocked it, I danced a hula to Palehua, the girls sang original compositions, and we even convinced Joseph to do one of his hilarious pantomime scenes with Melinda. It was tons of fun and they decided to make it a Camp Joseph tradition because everyone liked it so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's a little&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.tout.com/m/2e7us3"&gt;15 second clip&lt;/a&gt; Taber took of my hula so you can kind of get an idea of the atmosphere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9htxtHEnsLI/TlG4vzLXWHI/AAAAAAAAOqg/3wN0qZqw6nM/s1600/100_5037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9htxtHEnsLI/TlG4vzLXWHI/AAAAAAAAOqg/3wN0qZqw6nM/s640/100_5037.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After two days I think Taber was seriously ready to move our family out into the wilderness and live off the land. I really think it's his dream to either live in a cabin or an &lt;a href="http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2011/01/igloo-in-new-england.html"&gt;igloo&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;While that probably won't happen any time soon (or ever, sorry babe) We'll always be big fans of camping, especially at the beautiful, fun and very awesome, Camp Joseph.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5366434546035153298-1223734659766807985?l=taberandbecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/feeds/1223734659766807985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5366434546035153298&amp;postID=1223734659766807985&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/1223734659766807985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/1223734659766807985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2011/08/camp.html' title='Camp Joseph with our FWLLFs!'/><author><name>Beccarigg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08152742521372953808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQHoTgT3zxU/Sumg5Zp-NmI/AAAAAAAAGw4/za_QX9aufR8/S220/tb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YfZJxh-EAXE/TlG44DLMn4I/AAAAAAAAOq4/XZS9tbgb7ZY/s72-c/Aug+29%252C+2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366434546035153298.post-4021370663790812328</id><published>2011-08-21T21:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T00:47:26.873-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wet and Wild on the Waterfront</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of our favorite parts of Camp Joseph,&amp;nbsp;if not&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;the&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;favorite part, is being on the waterfront. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FrVF9TozDUU/TlG2ds-HkWI/AAAAAAAAOpU/jA-L7zNE_Vg/s1600/Aug+12%252C+20112.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FrVF9TozDUU/TlG2ds-HkWI/AAAAAAAAOpU/jA-L7zNE_Vg/s640/Aug+12%252C+20112.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;There's a great little pond up at camp named the "Waters of Mormon" where the kids swam, rode the raft and caught lots of frogs and salamanders.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YeC8tAM9Ro4/TlGw6GqI4PI/AAAAAAAAOos/jnCY530UrIw/s1600/DSC_0693.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="432" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YeC8tAM9Ro4/TlGw6GqI4PI/AAAAAAAAOos/jnCY530UrIw/s640/DSC_0693.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's also a river just a 5 minute drive from camp with a sandy beach where the kids played for hours without getting bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-igiA4YjKZU4/TlGw7KRpJTI/AAAAAAAAOow/1G6Gd3u1PhA/s1600/DSC_0696.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-igiA4YjKZU4/TlGw7KRpJTI/AAAAAAAAOow/1G6Gd3u1PhA/s640/DSC_0696.JPG" style="cursor: move;" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Melinda brought her awesome DSLR camera and took some of these adorable pics by the river. Totally made me want a camera like that but I burn through so many camera's that I'm a little hesitant to make the investment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GGP-zRZIv-I/TlGw8USuvNI/AAAAAAAAOo4/kIBq7mD5rxk/s1600/DSC_0709.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="422" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GGP-zRZIv-I/TlGw8USuvNI/AAAAAAAAOo4/kIBq7mD5rxk/s640/DSC_0709.JPG" style="cursor: move;" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Still totally glad she brought hers and captured some of these shots. Love this one of my drool baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JdUfQu6YybA/TlGw9X1igOI/AAAAAAAAOo8/iy9fXWZPFUU/s1600/DSC_0712.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="422" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JdUfQu6YybA/TlGw9X1igOI/AAAAAAAAOo8/iy9fXWZPFUU/s640/DSC_0712.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Also LOVE this one of Taber and Brinley digging together in the sand. They both just make me smile.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F-PSQjAKe54/TlGyxJnTuAI/AAAAAAAAOpI/IA2QFt6wsUM/s1600/Aug+12%252C+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F-PSQjAKe54/TlGyxJnTuAI/AAAAAAAAOpI/IA2QFt6wsUM/s640/Aug+12%252C+2011.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The little kids had so much fun splashing around and making mud pies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DASczCpr4hA/TlGwxkDxONI/AAAAAAAAOoQ/UHFgI6hMMbo/s1600/100_4993.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="442" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DASczCpr4hA/TlGwxkDxONI/AAAAAAAAOoQ/UHFgI6hMMbo/s640/100_4993.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the big kids had fun getting crazy on the rope swing across the river.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rASta5GOkgg/TlG0TjHlQ2I/AAAAAAAAOpQ/lG5wlBiMepU/s1600/Aug+12%252C+20111.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rASta5GOkgg/TlG0TjHlQ2I/AAAAAAAAOpQ/lG5wlBiMepU/s640/Aug+12%252C+20111.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really wanted to get some pics so I attempted to cross the river with my camera hoping it wouldn't get wet. (um yeah, stunts like that are probably why I burn through so many cameras.) Anyway, It was tricky because the river got a kind of deep and had a decent current. I stumbled around and almost gave up, but after a precarious pass off to Joseph, I managed to get the camera across and now have these awesome pics and even a video to highlight the awesomenss of grown ups gone wild on the rope swing : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/TH4zkdbm0co?rel=0" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5366434546035153298-4021370663790812328?l=taberandbecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/feeds/4021370663790812328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5366434546035153298&amp;postID=4021370663790812328&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/4021370663790812328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/4021370663790812328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2011/08/wet-and-wild-on-waterfront.html' title='Wet and Wild on the Waterfront'/><author><name>Beccarigg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08152742521372953808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQHoTgT3zxU/Sumg5Zp-NmI/AAAAAAAAGw4/za_QX9aufR8/S220/tb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FrVF9TozDUU/TlG2ds-HkWI/AAAAAAAAOpU/jA-L7zNE_Vg/s72-c/Aug+12%252C+20112.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366434546035153298.post-4315304052694967766</id><published>2011-08-15T16:12:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T16:27:14.436-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Future Drama Queens?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Back in the day, like WAY back in the high school day, I was a drama geek.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M6h3pTS4vhA/TklxGoy6ToI/AAAAAAAAOnc/pMcF67gdLig/s1600/music+man047.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="370" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M6h3pTS4vhA/TklxGoy6ToI/AAAAAAAAOnc/pMcF67gdLig/s640/music+man047.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;I tried out for every play and didn't care if I was an extra or the lead, I just liked being on stage and performing.&amp;nbsp;I was in Annie, The Wizard of Oz, My Fair Lady, The Secret Garden, The Music Man, Hamlet, Two Gentlemen of Verona and a handful of other plays we put on at my school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rp4DY2Deg6Q/TklxBw28SCI/AAAAAAAAOnU/FiZ0ra2cBWE/s1600/hamlet048.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rp4DY2Deg6Q/TklxBw28SCI/AAAAAAAAOnU/FiZ0ra2cBWE/s400/hamlet048.jpg" width="316" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Call me a nerd but I totally loved the theater and I swear my drama skills made me be a better teacher when I got my first job teaching Spanish. Teenagers want to be entertained ALL the time so keeping their attention required a little dramatic flare, and you better believe I tapped into my "skillz."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I think as a parent you secretly want your kids to love all the things you loved when you were growing up, so when I saw that the theater in Manchester was putting on a summer series of 45 minute condensed musicals for kids, I jumped on the opportunity to expose my girls to a little bit of theater : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hgA3zx_lq4/Tklw_E0lceI/AAAAAAAAOnM/Exea-YR9OkU/s1600/Aug+10%252C+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="466" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hgA3zx_lq4/Tklw_E0lceI/AAAAAAAAOnM/Exea-YR9OkU/s640/Aug+10%252C+2011.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The first play we saw was Beauty and the Beast. It was really good despite Gaston being slightly less masculine than I remember. The girls loved it though and were thrilled when they got to take pictures with the cast after the show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N6zWeS255Vc/Tkl4Nnqn4CI/AAAAAAAAOnk/CS0Pxx-W89U/s1600/100_4329.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N6zWeS255Vc/Tkl4Nnqn4CI/AAAAAAAAOnk/CS0Pxx-W89U/s400/100_4329.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The highlight was meeting Belle of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-keY7qRFdV3E/Tklw07wxqEI/AAAAAAAAOmw/fisrfC_hGvw/s1600/100_4326.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-keY7qRFdV3E/Tklw07wxqEI/AAAAAAAAOmw/fisrfC_hGvw/s400/100_4326.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And I don't think Teya minded the prince too much either ; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UotCbMVGPi4/TklxA8HRYzI/AAAAAAAAOnQ/jttaHnJVxB4/s1600/Aug+10%252C+20111.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UotCbMVGPi4/TklxA8HRYzI/AAAAAAAAOnQ/jttaHnJVxB4/s640/Aug+10%252C+20111.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The next week we went they did The Wizard of Oz. It was awesome because we had just taken the girls to the Wizard of Oz exhibit at the Boston Children's museum so they were way into this one. It also brought back good memories of my munchkin days when I was in that play : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The favorite hands down though was Ariel the Little Mermaid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mD_mdCQpWjE/Tklw2bellLI/AAAAAAAAOm0/QCNnnUCZKh4/s1600/100_4838.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mD_mdCQpWjE/Tklw2bellLI/AAAAAAAAOm0/QCNnnUCZKh4/s400/100_4838.JPG" width="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The girls could not wait to see Ariel on stage and got all dolled up in their best Mermaid attire for the event.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8p7CtT0L7YA/Tklw7SKODCI/AAAAAAAAOnA/Dxq87kHoGtY/s1600/Aug+9%252C+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8p7CtT0L7YA/Tklw7SKODCI/AAAAAAAAOnA/Dxq87kHoGtY/s640/Aug+9%252C+2011.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The play was awesome and they did a great job with the scenery and some really fun "special effects" for the Under the Sea number.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y8g4w6P7kD8/Tklw4EQuu_I/AAAAAAAAOm4/XNJdQM3rJx8/s1600/100_4861.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y8g4w6P7kD8/Tklw4EQuu_I/AAAAAAAAOm4/XNJdQM3rJx8/s640/100_4861.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Afterwards they actually went through the cast line TWICE to make sure they got all the mermaid pics their little hearts desired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y8g4w6P7kD8/Tklw4EQuu_I/AAAAAAAAOm4/XNJdQM3rJx8/s1600/100_4861.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSHjY-bIwQ8/Tklw9tj18MI/AAAAAAAAOnE/L2CKDI8LpXg/s1600/Aug+9%252C+20111.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DSHjY-bIwQ8/Tklw9tj18MI/AAAAAAAAOnE/L2CKDI8LpXg/s640/Aug+9%252C+20111.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I think prince Eric borrowed Gaston's wig. They really should retire that thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2H-bxVrfYrg/Tklw6CQweyI/AAAAAAAAOm8/DViIUtoh6X0/s1600/100_4865.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2H-bxVrfYrg/Tklw6CQweyI/AAAAAAAAOm8/DViIUtoh6X0/s640/100_4865.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Not sure if these plays convinced them to follow in their mama's theatrical footsteps, but I do know they had a great time and loved seeing some of their favorite princesses come to life on stage. : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5366434546035153298-4315304052694967766?l=taberandbecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/feeds/4315304052694967766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5366434546035153298&amp;postID=4315304052694967766&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/4315304052694967766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/4315304052694967766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2011/08/giving-girls-healthy-dose-of-theater.html' title='Future Drama Queens?'/><author><name>Beccarigg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08152742521372953808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQHoTgT3zxU/Sumg5Zp-NmI/AAAAAAAAGw4/za_QX9aufR8/S220/tb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M6h3pTS4vhA/TklxGoy6ToI/AAAAAAAAOnc/pMcF67gdLig/s72-c/music+man047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366434546035153298.post-828586223020619338</id><published>2011-08-08T00:12:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T00:16:32.535-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Been on a little blogging hiatus with all the craziness of summer going on. Things are settling down a little so I finally put up some updates and hopefully I can catch up on my blog reading over the next few days!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;you can scroll down for 3 new posts on our trip to Denver, Taber's nephew's wedding, and traveling with our little man. : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7v8OIdKy3lQ/Tj9fhjPAfRI/AAAAAAAAOmA/tFs93jdCijI/s640/100_4766.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5366434546035153298-828586223020619338?l=taberandbecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/feeds/828586223020619338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5366434546035153298&amp;postID=828586223020619338&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/828586223020619338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/828586223020619338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2011/08/updates.html' title='Updates!!'/><author><name>Beccarigg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08152742521372953808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQHoTgT3zxU/Sumg5Zp-NmI/AAAAAAAAGw4/za_QX9aufR8/S220/tb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7v8OIdKy3lQ/Tj9fhjPAfRI/AAAAAAAAOmA/tFs93jdCijI/s72-c/100_4766.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366434546035153298.post-3164817523817701677</id><published>2011-08-08T00:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T00:15:31.033-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend in Denver</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Last weekend we trekked across the courtly for a massive Rigg gathering to celebrate Taber's nephew getting married. We really wanted to be there to see all of our relatives and especially to spend time with Taber's Dad who has had a rough last few months between chemo and his broken ribs.&amp;nbsp;We left the girls back in NH with some really good friends and brought Cam along to show him off to all the Rigg clan that hadn't met him yet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_sf-g2lwppk/Tj9DfHD4YxI/AAAAAAAAOjk/QE588RLOqb0/s1600/100_4692.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_sf-g2lwppk/Tj9DfHD4YxI/AAAAAAAAOjk/QE588RLOqb0/s640/100_4692.JPG" width="514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;It's been a month since the horseback riding accident and Papa Rigg was up and about and looking really good despite all that he's been through. &amp;nbsp;Cam was happy to get some good snuggles in with his Grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LrDS76O0bNo/Tj9DhLEw2dI/AAAAAAAAOjo/enxZ_d8LQnI/s1600/100_4718.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LrDS76O0bNo/Tj9DhLEw2dI/AAAAAAAAOjo/enxZ_d8LQnI/s640/100_4718.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Taber's brother Brett and his wife CJ flew in from Arizona and brought their youngest son, Rockwell, who is just 3 months older than Cam. It was fun to see the two little Rigg boys together. (please excuse Cam for showing off his "abs" in this pic. Sometimes he gets a little cocky ; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zNYhTWt1PAo/Tj9Dnnn0N-I/AAAAAAAAOj8/BfXNbMwyEJg/s1600/IMG_2998.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zNYhTWt1PAo/Tj9Dnnn0N-I/AAAAAAAAOj8/BfXNbMwyEJg/s640/IMG_2998.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brett was a total blondie when he was a baby so Rockewell looks like a mini Brett and Cam is a mini Taber (with his mama's Asian eyes ; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UgOYwFggGpI/Tj9DieLFXNI/AAAAAAAAOjs/hObqfvMPs1c/s1600/Aug+1%252C+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UgOYwFggGpI/Tj9DieLFXNI/AAAAAAAAOjs/hObqfvMPs1c/s640/Aug+1%252C+2011.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I have a feeling these two are going to grow up to be the best of buds : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KdloagdyODs/Tj9Dj-7GIgI/AAAAAAAAOjw/q_FMP4xxMSA/s1600/Aug+1%252C+20111.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KdloagdyODs/Tj9Dj-7GIgI/AAAAAAAAOjw/q_FMP4xxMSA/s640/Aug+1%252C+20111.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;While the boys were bonding, my Rigg sisters and I went off for some pedicure pampering. Doesn't get much better than pedi's with the girls!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oRVIOCBtll4/Tj9F2jqaVNI/AAAAAAAAOkc/dHeLKfJCjak/s1600/100_4729.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oRVIOCBtll4/Tj9F2jqaVNI/AAAAAAAAOkc/dHeLKfJCjak/s640/100_4729.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;That night the rest of the Rigg relatives starting coming in from Utah and California and Alaska. We all met up for some Mexican food and had a great time catching up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Arr5AGfZiVc/Tj9DmeAZVcI/AAAAAAAAOj0/yZFjW1Cn3Ws/s1600/Aug+1%252C+20112.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Arr5AGfZiVc/Tj9DmeAZVcI/AAAAAAAAOj0/yZFjW1Cn3Ws/s640/Aug+1%252C+20112.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's a long and often pricey trip to get out West but always worth it once we're with all the fam. Love my Rigg family so much and couldn't ask to be part of cooler group of people : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5366434546035153298-3164817523817701677?l=taberandbecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/feeds/3164817523817701677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5366434546035153298&amp;postID=3164817523817701677&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/3164817523817701677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/3164817523817701677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2011/08/weekend-in-denver.html' title='Weekend in Denver'/><author><name>Beccarigg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08152742521372953808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQHoTgT3zxU/Sumg5Zp-NmI/AAAAAAAAGw4/za_QX9aufR8/S220/tb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_sf-g2lwppk/Tj9DfHD4YxI/AAAAAAAAOjk/QE588RLOqb0/s72-c/100_4692.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366434546035153298.post-7251725732451503985</id><published>2011-08-08T00:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T00:08:55.266-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Eric and Ashley's wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The reason for the great Rigg gathering was to see handsome Eric Rigg marry his lovely bride, Ashley. They were married in the Denver Temple and it was a beautiful ceremony. Eric was just a cute little 12 year old kid when Taber and I got married so it's definitely a trip to see him all grown up and married himself! Time definitely flies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We took a ton of pics (of course, because we're Taber and Becca) but here are few of my favs from the wedding day. Again, it was just so nice to be there with all the family. The Riggs are seriously the funnest &amp;nbsp;people to be around and really know how to have a good time : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xxwRUG_KopI/Tj9MlYN_StI/AAAAAAAAOlM/hqvlKRa4Ko8/s1600/IMG_1178.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xxwRUG_KopI/Tj9MlYN_StI/AAAAAAAAOlM/hqvlKRa4Ko8/s640/IMG_1178.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The happy newlyweds coming out of the temple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pgXU1SpmZyY/Tj9MYaABm3I/AAAAAAAAOkk/b0ZHI4eRLHk/s1600/100_4743.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pgXU1SpmZyY/Tj9MYaABm3I/AAAAAAAAOkk/b0ZHI4eRLHk/s640/100_4743.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Taber and his gorgeous mama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dPZsZVoFJog/Tj9MlEuX5zI/AAAAAAAAOlI/ngNLitTltjs/s1600/IMG_1171.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dPZsZVoFJog/Tj9MlEuX5zI/AAAAAAAAOlI/ngNLitTltjs/s640/IMG_1171.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Me and Papa Rigg&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HfcLTP-2JHQ/Tj9MaY6zQ2I/AAAAAAAAOko/00nMgkbUXKs/s1600/100_4745.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HfcLTP-2JHQ/Tj9MaY6zQ2I/AAAAAAAAOko/00nMgkbUXKs/s640/100_4745.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Cam meeting some of his gorgeous cousins, the Walton girls and Stephanie Rigg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MkatcP8cvjo/Tj9Mb_FWQ2I/AAAAAAAAOks/rU8Ar5gHNbg/s1600/100_4748.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MkatcP8cvjo/Tj9Mb_FWQ2I/AAAAAAAAOks/rU8Ar5gHNbg/s400/100_4748.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Stephanie&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="goog_1374273297"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;married our nephew Devin&lt;span id="goog_1374273298"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2010/06/all-grown-up-and-married.html"&gt;last year&lt;/a&gt; and I finally got to meet her for the first time in person! She is as cute and sweet in real life as she is in all her pictures : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2K3IsDC-8Zg/Tj9MdzbbXHI/AAAAAAAAOkw/cJmRcMesAck/s1600/100_4753.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2K3IsDC-8Zg/Tj9MdzbbXHI/AAAAAAAAOkw/cJmRcMesAck/s400/100_4753.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Taber, Regan, Brett and the littlest Rigg boys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C9HHs2skxKU/Tj9MlzJrgBI/AAAAAAAAOlU/fybRRtaPEiU/s1600/IMG_3023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C9HHs2skxKU/Tj9MlzJrgBI/AAAAAAAAOlU/fybRRtaPEiU/s640/IMG_3023.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This was the first time that Regan met Cam and I think it was mutual love at first sight : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bmm1AbvMYdc/Tj9MjSw9tlI/AAAAAAAAOlA/DPW47WR9qIg/s1600/Desktop9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bmm1AbvMYdc/Tj9MjSw9tlI/AAAAAAAAOlA/DPW47WR9qIg/s640/Desktop9.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Family family family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-au9KShqN3Qs/Tj9MkR0l3VI/AAAAAAAAOlE/3Ym_AVWWwIw/s1600/Desktop10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-au9KShqN3Qs/Tj9MkR0l3VI/AAAAAAAAOlE/3Ym_AVWWwIw/s640/Desktop10.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;After the temple we had a nice lunch back at the hotel, took a fat nap and then headed over to the reception. I get a little sentimental at weddings and definitely shed a few tears watching the couple take their first dance, listening to the toast from the best man and watching Ashley dance with her Dad. It gave me the realization that someday that will be Teya dancing in a white dress with her Daddy and I know I'll be a blubbering bawl baby when that happens!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NGf3v29hErE/Tj9NRGWCaEI/AAAAAAAAOlg/GUaGXic0_Oo/s1600/IMG_2129.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NGf3v29hErE/Tj9NRGWCaEI/AAAAAAAAOlg/GUaGXic0_Oo/s640/IMG_2129.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I took a break from the festivities to help the groomsmen decorate the car.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-myXJlYWqAVs/Tj9Mlh50UtI/AAAAAAAAOlQ/NDHvCcq5_Yk/s1600/IMG_1228.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-myXJlYWqAVs/Tj9Mlh50UtI/AAAAAAAAOlQ/NDHvCcq5_Yk/s640/IMG_1228.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One more trip to the chocolate fountain and then we sent the happy couple on their way and wrapped up the evening.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Congrats Eric and Ashley! Married life rules!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5366434546035153298-7251725732451503985?l=taberandbecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/feeds/7251725732451503985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5366434546035153298&amp;postID=7251725732451503985&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/7251725732451503985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/7251725732451503985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2011/08/eric-and-ashleys-wedding.html' title='Eric and Ashley&apos;s wedding'/><author><name>Beccarigg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08152742521372953808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQHoTgT3zxU/Sumg5Zp-NmI/AAAAAAAAGw4/za_QX9aufR8/S220/tb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xxwRUG_KopI/Tj9MlYN_StI/AAAAAAAAOlM/hqvlKRa4Ko8/s72-c/IMG_1178.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366434546035153298.post-73737265557278069</id><published>2011-08-08T00:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T00:08:30.467-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Good little travel baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M0ANcUns4-s/Tj9UgGn3AdI/AAAAAAAAOlk/lVRBu-A1KwY/s1600/100_4783.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M0ANcUns4-s/Tj9UgGn3AdI/AAAAAAAAOlk/lVRBu-A1KwY/s400/100_4783.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My friend recently posted about flying with her child and said something to the effect of, "if your kid is good on the plane, everyone instantly thinks you're the most amazing parent."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And I would have to add that if your kid is &lt;i&gt;bad&lt;/i&gt; on the plane, everyone thinks you're a lousy parent who&amp;nbsp;probably needs a nanny 911 intervention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I have been on both sides of the coin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bad parent: Teya screaming her head off on a red eye flight back from Alaska for 45 minutes while everyone around us was trying (unsuccessfully) to sleep.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xsraAl9T0d0/Tj9UjGafKeI/AAAAAAAAOlw/KCK9IDimuSY/s1600/IMG_3013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xsraAl9T0d0/Tj9UjGafKeI/AAAAAAAAOlw/KCK9IDimuSY/s400/IMG_3013.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Good parent: Cam sleeping like a little angel between our seats on one of our flights back from Denver. When he woke up people saw him and said things like, "Wow! He did so good! What a good baby, I didn't even hear him!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They smiled and gave us the, "you're such good parents" look. And we accepted, because you gotta take it when you can get it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_33czD_LCyA/Tj9UkJ49pqI/AAAAAAAAOl0/LN7Z2Lz4AD0/s1600/IMG_3015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_33czD_LCyA/Tj9UkJ49pqI/AAAAAAAAOl0/LN7Z2Lz4AD0/s400/IMG_3015.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He actually did do exceptionally well for the LONG days of travel with multiple flights and layovers. It also helped that we could tag team baby duty and when I got tired of holding and rocking Taber could take over.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yHcOYRLpfqY/Tj9UiNbATlI/AAAAAAAAOls/ZtIl1Yof85c/s1600/IMG_2988.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yHcOYRLpfqY/Tj9UiNbATlI/AAAAAAAAOls/ZtIl1Yof85c/s400/IMG_2988.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There were a couple delays and some pretty long flights but we're proud of our little guy for finding his sweet spot and dozing off so people thought we were total rockstar parents in the traveling department. Thanks for making us look good little man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5366434546035153298-73737265557278069?l=taberandbecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/feeds/73737265557278069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5366434546035153298&amp;postID=73737265557278069&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/73737265557278069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/73737265557278069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2011/08/good-little-travel-baby.html' title='Good little travel baby'/><author><name>Beccarigg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08152742521372953808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQHoTgT3zxU/Sumg5Zp-NmI/AAAAAAAAGw4/za_QX9aufR8/S220/tb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M0ANcUns4-s/Tj9UgGn3AdI/AAAAAAAAOlk/lVRBu-A1KwY/s72-c/100_4783.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366434546035153298.post-4006636206967375363</id><published>2011-07-28T10:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T10:49:00.226-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Left Behind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I've moved enough to know how painful it is to leave behind wonderful friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This month I've also learned how painful it is to be left behind.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;4 of my dearest friends are moving away and I've been surprised by how many times I've spontaneously burst into tears knowing they're leaving.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o4cQbzN4MKA/TinGDqKQkAI/AAAAAAAAOfs/Y1Sc3vkuW38/s1600/Desktop5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o4cQbzN4MKA/TinGDqKQkAI/AAAAAAAAOfs/Y1Sc3vkuW38/s640/Desktop5.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8A-3QCEeESY/TinGF8Us5YI/AAAAAAAAOfw/P4QevWvXORE/s1600/Desktop6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last night I said goodbye to my dear sweet Becca. She was the first person I met when we moved here and quickly became like a sister to me. &amp;nbsp;We trained for a half marathon together, went on beach trips, saw Wicked in Boston, watched each others kids, had game nights, date nights, temple nights and just a lot of fun together. She taught what it means to be a good friend, serve others with joy and compassion, teach my children with patience and love and always speak kindly of others. She has a zest for life that is absolutely contagious and I will miss her more than she knows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZOycUDmSlg/TinGHf9fd8I/AAAAAAAAOf0/-Gx7z74HFdc/s1600/Desktop7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="346" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZOycUDmSlg/TinGHf9fd8I/AAAAAAAAOf0/-Gx7z74HFdc/s640/Desktop7.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I also said goodbye to another dear friend, Suzanne who moved last week. &amp;nbsp;I'll never forget how on my first Sunday here she offered to watch my kids so we could unpack and get settled in. &amp;nbsp;I was touched that she didn't even know me but was eager and willing to serve. &amp;nbsp;I soon found that Suzanne and I shared a love for parties, girl's nights out, karaoke, Lost, and the Biggest Loser. She was my visiting teaching companion and someone I could always call at a minutes notice to help with my kids. &amp;nbsp;The day I saw the moving truck in front of her house I sat in my car and cried. I'm glad she'll only be 2 hours away in Connecticut because I WILL be visiting her whether she likes it or not ; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GV1CyeZ_vrA/TjFuF6bZxEI/AAAAAAAAOi0/jrhT7-ho9cg/s1600/Desktop8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="326" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GV1CyeZ_vrA/TjFuF6bZxEI/AAAAAAAAOi0/jrhT7-ho9cg/s640/Desktop8.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My good friend Amanda moved last week as well. We had them over for one last dinner before they began their long trek out to Utah and it was so sad saying goodbye. I was Amanda's visiting teacher and our girls were in the same primary class together at church. &amp;nbsp;Amanda was so fun and easy to talk to, our visits sometimes lasted close to 3 hours because we couldn't stop gabbing! She was always so willing to help out with my girls and never made me feel like it was a burden. Love that girl and will miss her a lot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8A-3QCEeESY/TinGF8Us5YI/AAAAAAAAOfw/P4QevWvXORE/s1600/Desktop6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="409" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8A-3QCEeESY/TinGF8Us5YI/AAAAAAAAOfw/P4QevWvXORE/s640/Desktop6.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Laura D is also moving but thankfully she's still here for another month. Like Suzanne and Becca, Laura is one of the first people who reached out to me when we moved here. She invited us over to dinner after our first Sunday at church and we became fast friends. We ran a half marathon together, she helped me decorate my first fondant cake, we've done countless babysitting swaps and she is the best hairdresser you could ask for. &amp;nbsp;One time she came to babysit so we could do a Valentines date and she brought us chocolate dipped strawberries just because she's awesome like that. She also came and made us sushi and tempura on New year's eve when I was 9 month's prego with Cam and didn't feel like going out anywhere. I will miss her spontaneous free spirit and easy going personality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c54HN_HmEuw/TinGLcb7kPI/AAAAAAAAOgA/2RlahRjhC38/s1600/GNO.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c54HN_HmEuw/TinGLcb7kPI/AAAAAAAAOgA/2RlahRjhC38/s640/GNO.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Before they left I organized a final girls night out&amp;nbsp;at Angela's pizza&amp;nbsp;to say goodbye . Amanda couldn't make it but we had a good turnout and enjoyed lots of chatting, laughing and of course, eating good food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QhIt4L1Am94/TinGB-dUUkI/AAAAAAAAOfo/6fp_zaaxxFI/s1600/100_4352.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QhIt4L1Am94/TinGB-dUUkI/AAAAAAAAOfo/6fp_zaaxxFI/s640/100_4352.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Girls Night Out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z3w1YCt5UQw/TjDO1-_W_gI/AAAAAAAAOiw/cwb2kkEBrr8/s1600/100_4350.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z3w1YCt5UQw/TjDO1-_W_gI/AAAAAAAAOiw/cwb2kkEBrr8/s640/100_4350.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and my Becca Boo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EgzcpkbMO20/TinF6kBl5tI/AAAAAAAAOfc/2WmzJCsgiME/s1600/100_4337.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EgzcpkbMO20/TinF6kBl5tI/AAAAAAAAOfc/2WmzJCsgiME/s640/100_4337.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is my "I'm mad at you guys for leaving me" Face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EgzcpkbMO20/TinF6kBl5tI/AAAAAAAAOfc/2WmzJCsgiME/s1600/100_4337.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GddQNUAM9uE/TinF9XcYnNI/AAAAAAAAOfg/kW2WvUSiBxo/s1600/100_4338.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GddQNUAM9uE/TinF9XcYnNI/AAAAAAAAOfg/kW2WvUSiBxo/s640/100_4338.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will miss these amazing, wonderful and awesome ladies. &amp;nbsp;I will try to be brave and not cry every time I pass their empty houses. &amp;nbsp;It's tough being left behind but I'm happy for them and know they will do great things and be a huge blessing to everyone who meets them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5366434546035153298-4006636206967375363?l=taberandbecca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/feeds/4006636206967375363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5366434546035153298&amp;postID=4006636206967375363&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/4006636206967375363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5366434546035153298/posts/default/4006636206967375363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taberandbecca.blogspot.com/2011/07/left-behind_28.html' title='Left Behind'/><author><name>Beccarigg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08152742521372953808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQHoTgT3zxU/Sumg5Zp-NmI/AAAAAAAAGw4/za_QX9aufR8/S220/tb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o4cQbzN4MKA/TinGDqKQkAI/AAAAAAAAOfs/Y1Sc3vkuW38/s72-c/Desktop5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366434546035153298.post-4275505400457191158</id><published>2011-07-25T14:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T14:56:08.321-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Camden at 6 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;6 month stats:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Weight: 18.5 lbs (What Teya weighed at 12 months) 65th percentile&lt;br /&gt;Height: 27.3 inches &amp;nbsp;75th percentile&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;He wears 9-12 month clothes and is growing out of the 9 month stuff fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite Foods:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama's milk (he absolutely refuses to take a bottle)&lt;br /&gt;Rice cereal with formula&lt;br /&gt;Sweet potatoes&lt;br /&gt;Carrots&lt;br /&gt;Squash&lt;br /&gt;Pears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Least Favorite foods:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peas&lt;br /&gt;prunes&lt;br /&gt;peaches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nicknames:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;For a few weeks we experimented with calling Cam by one of his middle names, Kekoa, to see how it fit him. We love it as a nickname but we kept going back to Cam so that's what we're sticking with. He still has many nicknames though, including, but not limited to:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cam- Cam man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Little T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Koa, Koa bear, Ko Ko puff, Cooey Ko Ko.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tootie-Tootie boy-Tooter-Toots&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Gooey- Goo-ster- Goo Goo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Chubby wubby, Chub Chub&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(in case you were wondering, most of the nicknames were given to him by the girls ; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C6sD7cpXqvc/Ti1_bdFJDxI/AAAAAAAAOgM/1Lxc_BcWHqM/s1600/100_4625.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C6sD7cpXqvc/Ti1_bdFJDxI/AAAAAAAAOgM/1Lxc_BcWHqM/s400/100_4625.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cam is a social little guy and a shameless flirt. I thought all those smiles were for me because he thinks I'm so special but apparently he gives them to anyone who will look his way and make eye contact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zhc8ICMq8FU/Ti2CYQZysmI/AAAAAAAAOhA/G_Bxn8P-KbA/s1600/100_4683.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zhc8ICMq8FU/Ti2CYQZysmI/AAAAAAAAOhA/G_Bxn8P-KbA/s640/100_4683.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He can roll over both ways now, so when we put him down he just rolls all around his crib till he's wrapped up in his blankey, then he pops in his thumb and passes out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ycOm3NJOf-w/Ti1_s_QRTYI/AAAAAAAAOgw/hhQgu19xAqg/s1600/100_4659.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-righ
