<?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-7751363774962226073</id><updated>2011-09-17T08:40:56.846-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Miller Time</title><subtitle type='html'>Our adventures with a toddler, a teen and two more in between.

Welcome to the crazy...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>307</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-9097818724823583288</id><published>2011-08-12T11:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T15:38:33.803-04:00</updated><title type='text'>because you shouldn't be punished just because you're not on facebook...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best. 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Ever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nEvcR5cRq3c?hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're welcome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-9097818724823583288?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/9097818724823583288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=9097818724823583288' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/9097818724823583288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/9097818724823583288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2011/08/because-you-shouldnt-be-punished-just.html' title='because you shouldn&apos;t be punished just because you&apos;re not on facebook...'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/nEvcR5cRq3c/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-2145873620937513960</id><published>2011-02-12T19:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T20:07:12.468-05:00</updated><title type='text'>an eye for design</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently, Jackson does not appreciate how long it is taking me to decide how to decorate this ledge during our living room remodel and has taken matters into his own hands...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P3j_-4KXAYs/TVct6ubZCmI/AAAAAAAAH7M/LlVJL16oQ_M/s1600/Picture%2B028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--5FJfwkQLL0/TVct6I7dxzI/AAAAAAAAH68/O0ScY83d0hQ/s400/Picture%2B030.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572973540746839858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--5FJfwkQLL0/TVct6I7dxzI/AAAAAAAAH68/O0ScY83d0hQ/s1600/Picture%2B030.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rKULrOa1up4/TVct5_9k0UI/AAAAAAAAH60/xznBcCE-IQI/s1600/Picture%2B026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rKULrOa1up4/TVct5_9k0UI/AAAAAAAAH60/xznBcCE-IQI/s400/Picture%2B026.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572973538339770690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-2145873620937513960?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/2145873620937513960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=2145873620937513960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/2145873620937513960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/2145873620937513960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2011/02/eye-for-design.html' title='an eye for design'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P3j_-4KXAYs/TVct6ubZCmI/AAAAAAAAH7M/LlVJL16oQ_M/s72-c/Picture%2B028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-2468103103132123285</id><published>2010-12-17T18:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T15:05:18.078-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i can't wait to see the dvd because as great as these are, they just don't do it justice...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ainsley's preschool Christmas program.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TQvBQhR_MeI/AAAAAAAAH6g/zPh3X56h7PU/s1600/Picture%2B121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TQvBQhR_MeI/AAAAAAAAH6g/zPh3X56h7PU/s400/Picture%2B121.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551743455220150754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TQvBQhR_MeI/AAAAAAAAH6g/zPh3X56h7PU/s1600/Picture%2B121.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TQvBQZJXhFI/AAAAAAAAH6Y/20_H3e8z8-o/s1600/Picture%2B133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TQvBQZJXhFI/AAAAAAAAH6Y/20_H3e8z8-o/s400/Picture%2B133.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551743453036512338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TQvBQZJXhFI/AAAAAAAAH6Y/20_H3e8z8-o/s1600/Picture%2B133.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TQvBQVmCJTI/AAAAAAAAH6Q/68MJRvAEAjk/s1600/Picture%2B136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TQvBQVmCJTI/AAAAAAAAH6Q/68MJRvAEAjk/s400/Picture%2B136.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551743452083004722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TQvBQVmCJTI/AAAAAAAAH6Q/68MJRvAEAjk/s1600/Picture%2B136.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TQvBQIkv6WI/AAAAAAAAH6I/qYPvzn_ytvY/s1600/Picture%2B149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TQvBQIkv6WI/AAAAAAAAH6I/qYPvzn_ytvY/s400/Picture%2B149.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551743448587954530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TQvBQIkv6WI/AAAAAAAAH6I/qYPvzn_ytvY/s1600/Picture%2B149.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TQvBP_vl9wI/AAAAAAAAH6A/tDIDPf64HgU/s1600/AinsSings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TQvBP_vl9wI/AAAAAAAAH6A/tDIDPf64HgU/s400/AinsSings.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551743446217520898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, you guys.  &lt;i&gt;Go Tell It On The Mountain&lt;/i&gt; never sounded so good.  All kinds of awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-2468103103132123285?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/2468103103132123285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=2468103103132123285' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/2468103103132123285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/2468103103132123285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-cant-wait-to-see-dvd-because-as-great.html' title='i can&apos;t wait to see the dvd because as great as these are, they just don&apos;t do it justice...'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TQvBQhR_MeI/AAAAAAAAH6g/zPh3X56h7PU/s72-c/Picture%2B121.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-9203765024038874284</id><published>2010-12-17T15:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T14:48:09.554-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmastime, but cheer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or is it, "Christmastime butt cheer?"  Because that's how Jackson sings the song and honestly, knowing Jackson it would be the latter.  In any event, Christmastime IS here and I'm still trying to figure out how that happened.  Because really?  We just got home from Disneyworld!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We headed up to the mountains a few weekends ago to get our Christmas tree.  &lt;a href="http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/01/holiday-wrap-up-aka-post-in-which-i.html"&gt;Remember last year&lt;/a&gt;?  Super fun trip...picture perfect snow...everybody cold but got a great tree?  Well, this year was even better! Mostly because Doug's parents were able to join us, but also because the trip provided us with one heck of a story that, thankfully, we can already laugh about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We checked the weather the night before we left and saw that it was supposed to start snowing in the afternoon.  We were a little bummed because we thought we'd miss it, as we were going up pretty early in the morning.  Now, there are really only two times a year I actually wish for snow...the day we get our Christmas tree and Christmas Eve.  So imagine our excitement when we arrived at the &lt;a href="http://www.sugarplumfarms.com/"&gt;tree farm&lt;/a&gt; at 10am and the first flakes were already starting to fall!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TQk7gDmX8eI/AAAAAAAAHzE/X1CotrIg2ek/s1600/Picture%2B016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TQk7gDmX8eI/AAAAAAAAHzE/X1CotrIg2ek/s400/Picture%2B016.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551033437618958818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It took awhile, but we were finally able to find our perfect tree...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TQk7gDmX8eI/AAAAAAAAHzE/X1CotrIg2ek/s1600/Picture%2B016.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TQk7f4rWCVI/AAAAAAAAHy8/BysyZz1Zp64/s1600/Picture%2B047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TQk7f4rWCVI/AAAAAAAAHy8/BysyZz1Zp64/s400/Picture%2B047.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551033434687015250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Sidenote:  If one of your children dresses for a cold and possibly snowy day on the mountains in skinny jeans, footie socks and tennis shoes, you should make sure she wears something different, despite her eye rolls and protests that she will be fine.  Because she won't.  And while you might get some satisfaction in saying, "I told you so!" it won't be worth it if her crying threatens to ruin Christmas trees for you.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a picture of our view out of the front windshield as we were about to leave...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TQk7f4rWCVI/AAAAAAAAHy8/BysyZz1Zp64/s1600/Picture%2B047.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TQk7fGbfADI/AAAAAAAAHy0/VAk2FXEOBm0/s1600/Picture%2B079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TQk7fGbfADI/AAAAAAAAHy0/VAk2FXEOBm0/s400/Picture%2B079.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551033421198721074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this is a picture of my happy husband just moments before...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TQk7fGbfADI/AAAAAAAAHy0/VAk2FXEOBm0/s1600/Picture%2B079.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TQk7enJLmaI/AAAAAAAAHys/BYuRFmfbFhE/s1600/Picture%2B080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TQk7enJLmaI/AAAAAAAAHys/BYuRFmfbFhE/s400/Picture%2B080.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551033412800453026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...we slid off the mountain road into a ditch!  Through a series of very fortunate events, no one was injured, there was no damage to the car, and a very nice man on a tractor was able to pull us out of the ditch so we didn't have to wait several hours (or pay) for a tow.  All's well that ends well!  And our tree is beautiful...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TQk7enJLmaI/AAAAAAAAHys/BYuRFmfbFhE/s1600/Picture%2B080.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TQk7eLigOcI/AAAAAAAAHyk/Sg6oqmZA2Ew/s1600/Picture%2B108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TQk7eLigOcI/AAAAAAAAHyk/Sg6oqmZA2Ew/s400/Picture%2B108.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551033405390469570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Holidays!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-9203765024038874284?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/9203765024038874284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=9203765024038874284' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/9203765024038874284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/9203765024038874284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmastime-but-cheer.html' title='Christmastime, but cheer...'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TQk7gDmX8eI/AAAAAAAAHzE/X1CotrIg2ek/s72-c/Picture%2B016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-1120394382208180165</id><published>2010-12-17T14:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T14:12:08.744-05:00</updated><title type='text'>disneyworld - a slideshow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="288" height="192" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fcarrie.miller%2Falbumid%2F5551716560740565825%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-1120394382208180165?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/1120394382208180165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=1120394382208180165' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/1120394382208180165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/1120394382208180165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/12/disneyworld-slideshow.html' title='disneyworld - a slideshow'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-1322693547298282934</id><published>2010-12-17T12:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T13:13:31.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'>yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for them</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the coolest things we did during our DisneyWorld vacation was take Jack and Emily to &lt;a href="http://disneyworld.disney.go.com/tours-and-experiences/pirates-league/"&gt;The Pirates League&lt;/a&gt; on Halloween night for pirate makeovers.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TNcnDgThRUI/AAAAAAAAHx8/aJcQ2Hjclzg/s1600/Picture+477.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TNcnDgThRUI/AAAAAAAAHx8/aJcQ2Hjclzg/s400/Picture+477.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536937208040211778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jackson getting his pirate tattoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TNcnDB5gH3I/AAAAAAAAHx0/F31yxDXtMKM/s1600/Picture+481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TNcnDB5gH3I/AAAAAAAAHx0/F31yxDXtMKM/s400/Picture+481.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536937199878020978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emily getting her nails painted.  (&lt;i&gt;If I have one complaint, it would be that there is only one package for girls...The Empress Package.  Emily really wanted a scar painted on her cheek, but that package was only for boys.  She did have a choice in colors for nail polish and lip gloss though, and she chose the black polish and the darker lip gloss (both of which she got to keep), so she was happy.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TNcnDB5gH3I/AAAAAAAAHx0/F31yxDXtMKM/s1600/Picture+481.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TNcnCfBo17I/AAAAAAAAHxs/TQ2ZW2BqNFs/s1600/Picture+482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TNcnCfBo17I/AAAAAAAAHxs/TQ2ZW2BqNFs/s400/Picture+482.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536937190516905906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The beginning of Jackson's transformation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TNcnCfBo17I/AAAAAAAAHxs/TQ2ZW2BqNFs/s1600/Picture+482.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TNcnB6dnGqI/AAAAAAAAHxk/fSyhlpI9yfo/s1600/Picture+488.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TNcnB6dnGqI/AAAAAAAAHxk/fSyhlpI9yfo/s400/Picture+488.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536937180702120610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The finished product!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In addition to the make-up and tattoos, they also received swords, pirate teeth and a gold medallion from Captain Jack Sparrow's personal stash.  They had a great time and got quite a few compliments on their costumes the rest of the evening at the Halloween party.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But have you ever tried to remove make-up from the face of a half-asleep six-year-old at one o'clock in the morning?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TNcnB6dnGqI/AAAAAAAAHxk/fSyhlpI9yfo/s1600/Picture+488.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TNcnBCwANqI/AAAAAAAAHxc/-FCcWUHYG18/s1600/Picture+491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TNcnBCwANqI/AAAAAAAAHxc/-FCcWUHYG18/s400/Picture+491.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536937165746878114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The morning after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-1322693547298282934?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/1322693547298282934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=1322693547298282934' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/1322693547298282934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/1322693547298282934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/11/yo-ho-yo-ho-pirates-life-for-them.html' title='yo ho, yo ho, a pirate&apos;s life for them'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TNcnDgThRUI/AAAAAAAAHx8/aJcQ2Hjclzg/s72-c/Picture+477.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-1871915119999130985</id><published>2010-11-03T23:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T23:41:01.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'>disney jeopardy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Because they look like Mickey's underpants!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TNIqS9TFMsI/AAAAAAAAHxU/g7F5x46v3vo/s1600/Picture+130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TNIqS9TFMsI/AAAAAAAAHxU/g7F5x46v3vo/s400/Picture+130.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535533397172368066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is, "Why did Jackson choose these mouse ears?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-1871915119999130985?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/1871915119999130985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=1871915119999130985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/1871915119999130985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/1871915119999130985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/11/disney-jeopardy.html' title='disney jeopardy'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TNIqS9TFMsI/AAAAAAAAHxU/g7F5x46v3vo/s72-c/Picture+130.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-3180559680299263857</id><published>2010-11-02T11:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T11:24:56.533-04:00</updated><title type='text'>great times...not so great pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a wonderful time.  And  you're just going to have to trust me on that because you probably won't be able to tell from the pictures.  Out of the over 400 we took, there are about 6 or 7 that are good.  And this is probably my favorite:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TNAsdh6EuUI/AAAAAAAAHxM/CGQfVIK8B7Y/s1600/Picture+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TNAsdh6EuUI/AAAAAAAAHxM/CGQfVIK8B7Y/s400/Picture+102.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534972827868117314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ainsley and Snow White&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll post more soon, after I've tackled the 27 loads of laundry that are waiting for me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-3180559680299263857?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/3180559680299263857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=3180559680299263857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/3180559680299263857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/3180559680299263857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/11/great-timesnot-so-great-pictures.html' title='great times...not so great pictures'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TNAsdh6EuUI/AAAAAAAAHxM/CGQfVIK8B7Y/s72-c/Picture+102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-1930391392623713525</id><published>2010-10-26T10:31:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T11:17:06.011-04:00</updated><title type='text'>off to the happiest place on earth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TMbug9c8ZVI/AAAAAAAAHxE/OKWZBvsaMcs/s1600/IM000210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TMbug9c8ZVI/AAAAAAAAHxE/OKWZBvsaMcs/s400/IM000210.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532371442290419026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TMbug9c8ZVI/AAAAAAAAHxE/OKWZBvsaMcs/s1600/IM000210.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TMbugkbMgbI/AAAAAAAAHw8/7RLmd41W1JM/s1600/IM000227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TMbugkbMgbI/AAAAAAAAHw8/7RLmd41W1JM/s400/IM000227.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532371435572199858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TMbugkbMgbI/AAAAAAAAHw8/7RLmd41W1JM/s1600/IM000227.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TMbqC8bRe-I/AAAAAAAAHw0/OI5WIfW9cGM/s1600/IM000440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TMbqC8bRe-I/AAAAAAAAHw0/OI5WIfW9cGM/s400/IM000440.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532366528572390370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TMbqC8bRe-I/AAAAAAAAHw0/OI5WIfW9cGM/s1600/IM000440.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TMbqC6dz17I/AAAAAAAAHws/ncv21Auxnzo/s1600/IMG_1977.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TMbqC6dz17I/AAAAAAAAHws/ncv21Auxnzo/s400/IMG_1977.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532366528046159794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TMbqC6dz17I/AAAAAAAAHws/ncv21Auxnzo/s1600/IMG_1977.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TMbqCjRc94I/AAAAAAAAHwk/w5g_AZvWAtY/s1600/IMG_2107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TMbqCjRc94I/AAAAAAAAHwk/w5g_AZvWAtY/s400/IMG_2107.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532366521820313474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TMbqCjRc94I/AAAAAAAAHwk/w5g_AZvWAtY/s1600/IMG_2107.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TMbqCYCJ-CI/AAAAAAAAHwc/6hNHg6e6Bzs/s1600/IMG_2220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TMbqCYCJ-CI/AAAAAAAAHwc/6hNHg6e6Bzs/s400/IMG_2220.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532366518803363874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TMbqCYCJ-CI/AAAAAAAAHwc/6hNHg6e6Bzs/s1600/IMG_2220.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TMbqCI8WegI/AAAAAAAAHwU/YFbAKzjdR40/s1600/IMG_2274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TMbqCI8WegI/AAAAAAAAHwU/YFbAKzjdR40/s400/IMG_2274.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532366514752485890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't wait to make some more memories!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-1930391392623713525?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/1930391392623713525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=1930391392623713525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/1930391392623713525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/1930391392623713525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/10/off-to-happiest-place-on-earth.html' title='off to the happiest place on earth'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TMbug9c8ZVI/AAAAAAAAHxE/OKWZBvsaMcs/s72-c/IM000210.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-2527539122047918060</id><published>2010-09-19T19:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T19:55:42.279-04:00</updated><title type='text'>after our day on friday, i probably should have seen this coming</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just look at this sweet munchkin face.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TJahOtrAWeI/AAAAAAAAHv8/EBOYHm5_PW4/s1600/Picture+177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TJahOtrAWeI/AAAAAAAAHv8/EBOYHm5_PW4/s400/Picture+177.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518775667539335650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From this angle, you almost can't tell that she found Jack's scissors this afternoon and decided she needed a bit of a trim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TJahOtrAWeI/AAAAAAAAHv8/EBOYHm5_PW4/s1600/Picture+177.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TJahOSvDsmI/AAAAAAAAHv0/UsiQCjRQRrk/s1600/Picture+178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TJahOSvDsmI/AAAAAAAAHv0/UsiQCjRQRrk/s400/Picture+178.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518775660308574818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other missing chunks are mostly disguised in her curls and I'm sure no one will even notice if she wears her hair in a ponytail. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TJahOSvDsmI/AAAAAAAAHv0/UsiQCjRQRrk/s1600/Picture+178.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TJahN5xUsVI/AAAAAAAAHvs/C8asSSw6xTY/s1600/Picture+176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TJahN5xUsVI/AAAAAAAAHvs/C8asSSw6xTY/s400/Picture+176.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518775653607190866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for keeping me on my toes, sweet girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-2527539122047918060?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/2527539122047918060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=2527539122047918060' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/2527539122047918060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/2527539122047918060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/09/after-our-day-on-friday-i-probably.html' title='after our day on friday, i probably should have seen this coming'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TJahOtrAWeI/AAAAAAAAHv8/EBOYHm5_PW4/s72-c/Picture+177.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-663934665636152163</id><published>2010-09-17T15:18:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T17:05:00.375-04:00</updated><title type='text'>it's time to step away from the craft supplies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First, I had to dislodge a bead from her nose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TJPAK164nVI/AAAAAAAAHvk/rPPgz08YMhc/s1600/Picture+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TJPAK164nVI/AAAAAAAAHvk/rPPgz08YMhc/s400/Picture+071.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517965260964273490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TJPAK164nVI/AAAAAAAAHvk/rPPgz08YMhc/s1600/Picture+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TJPAKaBQqpI/AAAAAAAAHvc/Az6E6A6VQn0/s1600/Picture+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TJPAKaBQqpI/AAAAAAAAHvc/Az6E6A6VQn0/s400/Picture+073.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517965253474822802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TJPAKaBQqpI/AAAAAAAAHvc/Az6E6A6VQn0/s1600/Picture+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TJPAJhWaEiI/AAAAAAAAHvU/bcRCse0SxW4/s1600/Picture+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TJPAJhWaEiI/AAAAAAAAHvU/bcRCse0SxW4/s400/Picture+074.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517965238262698530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-663934665636152163?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/663934665636152163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=663934665636152163' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/663934665636152163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/663934665636152163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-time-to-step-away-from-craft.html' title='it&apos;s time to step away from the craft supplies'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TJPAK164nVI/AAAAAAAAHvk/rPPgz08YMhc/s72-c/Picture+071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-5731145628674066735</id><published>2010-09-10T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T09:00:02.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm pretty sure he doesn't get the sports jokes either</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt;  So, Ryan, how was your day?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ryan: &lt;/b&gt; It was fine, except we had to do pacers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt;  What are pacers?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ryan:&lt;/b&gt;  Oh, basically there is a beeping noise and everyone starts running and you have to get to the other side of the gym before the next beep or you're out.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt;  Oh, so it doesn't have anything to do with Reggie Miller?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ryan: &lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;(shakes his head and eyeroll!)&lt;/i&gt;  Dad, you know I don't get your 70's jokes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-5731145628674066735?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/5731145628674066735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=5731145628674066735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/5731145628674066735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/5731145628674066735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-pretty-sure-he-doesnt-get-sports.html' title='i&apos;m pretty sure he doesn&apos;t get the sports jokes either'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-8240551079881080864</id><published>2010-09-09T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T09:00:11.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i knew what he was talking about, but i can understand how she was a tad confused</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jackson: &lt;/b&gt; Hey, Emily!  Have you seen my thing?  The thing that is supposed to be my stomach, but really, I wanted to make it an ant farm with other bugs?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emily:&lt;/b&gt;  Huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TIgzHPdjN_I/AAAAAAAAHvE/CxxzqEXXfN8/s1600/jackstomach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TIgzHPdjN_I/AAAAAAAAHvE/CxxzqEXXfN8/s400/jackstomach.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514713943217747954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-8240551079881080864?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8240551079881080864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=8240551079881080864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/8240551079881080864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/8240551079881080864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-knew-what-he-was-talking-about-but-i.html' title='i knew what he was talking about, but i can understand how she was a tad confused'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TIgzHPdjN_I/AAAAAAAAHvE/CxxzqEXXfN8/s72-c/jackstomach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-4872017161181916976</id><published>2010-09-07T17:21:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T20:54:55.205-04:00</updated><title type='text'>preschool - before and after</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TIaunREX2PI/AAAAAAAAHu8/ekSGubkD2e4/s1600/Picture+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TIaunREX2PI/AAAAAAAAHu8/ekSGubkD2e4/s400/Picture+060.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514286783381625074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Happy and excited...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TIaunREX2PI/AAAAAAAAHu8/ekSGubkD2e4/s1600/Picture+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TIaunEoK-ZI/AAAAAAAAHu0/ZCxfKZrjjgc/s1600/Picture+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TIaunEoK-ZI/AAAAAAAAHu0/ZCxfKZrjjgc/s400/Picture+062.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514286780042115474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;One last hit of chocolate milk before we get in the car...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TIaunEoK-ZI/AAAAAAAAHu0/ZCxfKZrjjgc/s1600/Picture+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TIaumnyTeeI/AAAAAAAAHus/0xva9ZSdN48/s1600/Picture+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TIaumnyTeeI/AAAAAAAAHus/0xva9ZSdN48/s400/Picture+064.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514286772299987426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just...can't...wait!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TIaumnyTeeI/AAAAAAAAHus/0xva9ZSdN48/s1600/Picture+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TIaumXbfRiI/AAAAAAAAHuk/eQxz_HqoG2M/s1600/Picture+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TIaumXbfRiI/AAAAAAAAHuk/eQxz_HqoG2M/s400/Picture+068.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514286767909324322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now, off we go!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the part where I thought I would tell you that she gave me a kiss and a hug and ran off to play with her new friends, because she's been talking about this day for over a year.  So excited for when it would be her turn to go to school.  Except it wasn't quite like that.  We got to her classroom and my leg became her life preserver.  I knelt down and gave her a hug and a kiss and told her that I would be back to pick her up when school was over.  &lt;i&gt;"But what if I need you?" &lt;/i&gt; I explained that if she needed anything she could ask her teachers and they would help.  &lt;i&gt;"But what if I want you?"  &lt;/i&gt;Sigh.  I gave her another hug and another kiss and reminded her about all the fun things she would be doing...Coloring!  Puzzles!  Playing on the playground!  And then I passed her off to her teacher and let her go.  I could hear her screaming down the hall, and so I paused for a moment outside the school administrators office.  She smiled and asked, "Which room?"  I told her and she took off down the hall to have a peek.  When she came back, she said, "Well, she's still a little upset.  But she'll be fine."  And in my heart I knew that she would be better than fine.  I knew she would have fun.  So I held it together...until the barista at Starbucks asked me how my morning was going so far.   I'm sure I'm not the first to shed tears into my Caramel Macchiato, but still...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I managed to keep busy until it was time to pick her up.  When I stood in the doorway of her classroom, I smiled.  Because she was smiling.  And playing.  And her face lit up when she saw me and then I heard her say exactly what I hoped she would say.  &lt;i&gt;"Mama!  I had fun!"&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then she crashed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TIaumXbfRiI/AAAAAAAAHuk/eQxz_HqoG2M/s1600/Picture+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TIaul3-qmOI/AAAAAAAAHuc/Kqmj0NAlb_k/s1600/AinsSleep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TIaul3-qmOI/AAAAAAAAHuc/Kqmj0NAlb_k/s400/AinsSleep.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514286759466932450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Update:&lt;/b&gt;  We were doing fine this morning (day two) up until it was actually time to get in the car, at which point she began wailing that she didn't want to go to school because "school is soooo tiring!!"  Heh.  She cried a little longer this morning than yesterday, but the outcome of the day was the same.  "I love my school!  I had so much fun today!  I got to dress up like a pink butterfly!  I'm not going to cry next time."  We shall see...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-4872017161181916976?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4872017161181916976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=4872017161181916976' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/4872017161181916976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/4872017161181916976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/09/preschool-before-and-after.html' title='preschool - before and after'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TIaunREX2PI/AAAAAAAAHu8/ekSGubkD2e4/s72-c/Picture+060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-6462679100679604757</id><published>2010-08-17T14:09:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T23:07:04.620-04:00</updated><title type='text'>what a difference twenty-nine months makes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TGrRJsgb1EI/AAAAAAAAHuA/ouEdZJ3BMUc/s1600/IMG_3144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TGrRJsgb1EI/AAAAAAAAHuA/ouEdZJ3BMUc/s400/IMG_3144.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506443458910082114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 1 of braces - March  2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TGrRJsgb1EI/AAAAAAAAHuA/ouEdZJ3BMUc/s1600/IMG_3144.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TGrRJSyzNiI/AAAAAAAAHt4/pJsyw1BjauI/s1600/Picture+227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TGrRJSyzNiI/AAAAAAAAHt4/pJsyw1BjauI/s400/Picture+227.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506443452007790114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today - August 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-6462679100679604757?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/6462679100679604757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=6462679100679604757' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/6462679100679604757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/6462679100679604757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-difference-twenty-nine-months.html' title='what a difference twenty-nine months makes'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TGrRJsgb1EI/AAAAAAAAHuA/ouEdZJ3BMUc/s72-c/IMG_3144.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-1709255777091771619</id><published>2010-08-06T09:33:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T12:02:59.514-04:00</updated><title type='text'>mom always said one day i would pay for buying kate that snoop dog cd</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Jackson is really into music...well, actually, we all are.  Our iTunes library has a little over 9,000 songs and it would take 24 days of non-stop listening before we could get through the entire library just one time.  Jack's favorites are anything with "hard guitar" and he absolutely loves Collective Soul.  Lately though, he's been venturing out and wanting to try new things at the library.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jackson chooses his cd's much the same way I sometimes choose wine - by the label.  If it looks like fun to him, he'll grab it without knowing much about what kind of music it is.  A couple of weeks ago, he chose "Caribbean Fiesta for Kids" and played it at bedtime.  When he woke up the next morning, I asked him what he thought about it and he replied, "Well, it sort of felt like it was in Spanish mode, if you know what I mean."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On our last trip to the library, he grabbed this cd:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TFwWbS6ZW0I/AAAAAAAAHlI/koTdumdpy5Y/s1600/Picture+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TFwWbS6ZW0I/AAAAAAAAHlI/koTdumdpy5Y/s400/Picture+009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502297502928952130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't pay much attention at the time.  I saw that it was Jimmy Buffett and thought it would be a fun cd for him, having grown up a Parrothead myself.  It wasn't until we arrived home that I turned it over and looked at the song selection.  First up is &lt;i&gt;Margaritaville&lt;/i&gt;.  A little inappropriate for a children's cd, and while you might be thinking "Um, isn't most of Jimmy Buffett inappropriate for children?", I would disagree.  There are lots of great songs completely appropriate for listeners of all ages.  &lt;i&gt;Little Miss Magic&lt;/i&gt; is beautiful and remains one of my all-time favorites.  &lt;i&gt;One Particular Harbor&lt;/i&gt;?  Also a great one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few songs later we come to &lt;i&gt;It's Five O'Clock Somewhere,&lt;/i&gt; which also pushes the appropriateness envelope, in my opinion.  But I think the one that really gets me is this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TFwWbS6ZW0I/AAAAAAAAHlI/koTdumdpy5Y/s1600/Picture+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TFwWazWTuOI/AAAAAAAAHlA/3SW2Ak9h_GA/s1600/jbback.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TFwWazWTuOI/AAAAAAAAHlA/3SW2Ak9h_GA/s400/jbback.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502297494456088802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I promptly loaded the cd into the player and was totally relieved to discover this was an INSTRUMENTAL cd. (If you're not familiar with this particular song, feel free to google the lyrics.  Let's just say I'm really glad I'm not going to have to explain to my six-year-old what a "snuff queen" is.  Ahem.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then I just happened to turn the case on it's side and saw this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TFwWazWTuOI/AAAAAAAAHlA/3SW2Ak9h_GA/s1600/jbback.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TFwWalXOP5I/AAAAAAAAHk4/jpPhO0h0ft4/s1600/jbsideview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TFwWalXOP5I/AAAAAAAAHk4/jpPhO0h0ft4/s400/jbsideview.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502297490701827986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sleepytime worship?  Jimmy Buffett?  Why Don't We Get Drunk?&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;i&gt;Children's CD?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A little crazy, no?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-1709255777091771619?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/1709255777091771619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=1709255777091771619' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/1709255777091771619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/1709255777091771619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/08/mom-always-said-one-day-i-would-pay-for.html' title='mom always said one day i would pay for buying kate that snoop dog cd'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TFwWbS6ZW0I/AAAAAAAAHlI/koTdumdpy5Y/s72-c/Picture+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-4814008647720276123</id><published>2010-08-02T19:21:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T20:12:38.541-04:00</updated><title type='text'>vacation sneak peak and a request</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our week at the lake was phenomenal!  I can't wait to show you all the pictures, but it may take a few days (or weeks!) to go through all 540 pictures I just transferred from my camera to the computer.  I'm so glad I took the camera out on the boat because I got some great action shots of our last day on the lake:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TFdXSDvKGKI/AAAAAAAAHkQ/TKDHCu4MVd0/s1600/Picture+429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TFdXSDvKGKI/AAAAAAAAHkQ/TKDHCu4MVd0/s400/Picture+429.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500961437608712354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emily &amp;amp; Ryan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TFdXSDvKGKI/AAAAAAAAHkQ/TKDHCu4MVd0/s1600/Picture+429.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TFdXRyEHIyI/AAAAAAAAHkI/jJaW6TQ-Vlw/s1600/Picture+321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TFdXRyEHIyI/AAAAAAAAHkI/jJaW6TQ-Vlw/s400/Picture+321.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500961432864760610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jessica &amp;amp; Dane&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TFdXRyEHIyI/AAAAAAAAHkI/jJaW6TQ-Vlw/s1600/Picture+321.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TFdXRpsmeYI/AAAAAAAAHkA/Zjn9RjhAD7U/s1600/Picture+264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TFdXRpsmeYI/AAAAAAAAHkA/Zjn9RjhAD7U/s400/Picture+264.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500961430618667394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hayden &amp;amp; Michael&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TFdXRpsmeYI/AAAAAAAAHkA/Zjn9RjhAD7U/s1600/Picture+264.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TFdXRHb0IbI/AAAAAAAAHj4/7uk5xdS_3Ng/s1600/Picture+164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TFdXRHb0IbI/AAAAAAAAHj4/7uk5xdS_3Ng/s400/Picture+164.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500961421421453746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jessica&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TFdXRHb0IbI/AAAAAAAAHj4/7uk5xdS_3Ng/s1600/Picture+164.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TFdVVvf3pkI/AAAAAAAAHjw/WDhP6UCZj1U/s1600/Picture+422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TFdVVvf3pkI/AAAAAAAAHjw/WDhP6UCZj1U/s400/Picture+422.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500959301872100930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emily &amp;amp; Ryan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TFdVVvf3pkI/AAAAAAAAHjw/WDhP6UCZj1U/s1600/Picture+422.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TFdVVcVMUDI/AAAAAAAAHjo/_8PHsYFxkZQ/s1600/Picture+393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TFdVVcVMUDI/AAAAAAAAHjo/_8PHsYFxkZQ/s400/Picture+393.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500959296727044146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dane &amp;amp; Ryan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TFdVVcVMUDI/AAAAAAAAHjo/_8PHsYFxkZQ/s1600/Picture+393.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TFdVU1uPwsI/AAAAAAAAHjg/duncgrr5pEs/s1600/Picture+392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TFdVU1uPwsI/AAAAAAAAHjg/duncgrr5pEs/s400/Picture+392.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500959286363144898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dane &amp;amp; Ryan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TFdVU1uPwsI/AAAAAAAAHjg/duncgrr5pEs/s1600/Picture+392.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TFdVUnfVf2I/AAAAAAAAHjY/1957_e9p5ro/s1600/Picture+351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TFdVUnfVf2I/AAAAAAAAHjY/1957_e9p5ro/s400/Picture+351.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500959282542509922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emily, Dane &amp;amp; Ryan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TFdVUnfVf2I/AAAAAAAAHjY/1957_e9p5ro/s1600/Picture+351.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TFdVUNKgpoI/AAAAAAAAHjQ/7bcu7W1bcCM/s1600/Picture+199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TFdVUNKgpoI/AAAAAAAAHjQ/7bcu7W1bcCM/s400/Picture+199.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500959275475838594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ryan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now for my request...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our local paper is holding a photography contest and the theme is "How I Shot My Summer Vacation."  I would like to submit one of these photos, but I can't decide!  So, which one should it be??  Please leave me a comment and let me know which one is the winner!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-4814008647720276123?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4814008647720276123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=4814008647720276123' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/4814008647720276123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/4814008647720276123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/08/vacation-sneak-peak-and-request.html' title='vacation sneak peak and a request'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TFdXSDvKGKI/AAAAAAAAHkQ/TKDHCu4MVd0/s72-c/Picture+429.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-8126981392611001288</id><published>2010-07-22T10:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T10:29:37.527-04:00</updated><title type='text'>overheard</title><content type='html'>Jackson, reading the stickers on Ainsley's potty training chart:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Great! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Super Star! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Diva! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Girl Power! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dreamer! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Girls Rule!  Uh, no they don't!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-8126981392611001288?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8126981392611001288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=8126981392611001288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/8126981392611001288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/8126981392611001288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/07/overheard.html' title='overheard'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-8290602248455565900</id><published>2010-07-16T11:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T11:16:42.348-04:00</updated><title type='text'>goatee, compliments of nutella</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TEB3nGdOqYI/AAAAAAAAHhk/O3U50A00fko/s1600/Picture+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TEB3nGdOqYI/AAAAAAAAHhk/O3U50A00fko/s400/Picture+050.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494523059023817090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-8290602248455565900?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8290602248455565900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=8290602248455565900' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/8290602248455565900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/8290602248455565900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/07/goatee-compliments-of-nutella.html' title='goatee, compliments of nutella'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TEB3nGdOqYI/AAAAAAAAHhk/O3U50A00fko/s72-c/Picture+050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-1551936553184241492</id><published>2010-07-12T10:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T10:29:25.851-04:00</updated><title type='text'>mb with the q's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Quandt&lt;/span&gt; Family came to visit last week and we decided to take a trip to the beach.  The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bigs&lt;/span&gt; had a blast in the waves...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TDslDrZf6hI/AAAAAAAAHhc/b_dn9icYW-k/s1600/Picture+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TDslDrZf6hI/AAAAAAAAHhc/b_dn9icYW-k/s400/Picture+006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493024915627960850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TDslDrZf6hI/AAAAAAAAHhc/b_dn9icYW-k/s1600/Picture+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TDslDO5TxkI/AAAAAAAAHhU/mC0c68sITvM/s1600/Picture+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TDslDO5TxkI/AAAAAAAAHhU/mC0c68sITvM/s400/Picture+010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493024907976754754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;littles&lt;/span&gt; stayed a little closer to the shore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TDslDO5TxkI/AAAAAAAAHhU/mC0c68sITvM/s1600/Picture+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TDslCm1TGHI/AAAAAAAAHhM/8NrE2D6_ick/s1600/Picture+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TDslCm1TGHI/AAAAAAAAHhM/8NrE2D6_ick/s400/Picture+015.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493024897222514802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TDslCm1TGHI/AAAAAAAAHhM/8NrE2D6_ick/s1600/Picture+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TDslBwVYkFI/AAAAAAAAHhE/Z_9c14loiNk/s1600/Picture+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TDslBwVYkFI/AAAAAAAAHhE/Z_9c14loiNk/s400/Picture+022.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493024882593140818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We didn't get to stay for happy hour at Liberty, but after 8 attempts, we did manage to get this group shot:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TDslBwVYkFI/AAAAAAAAHhE/Z_9c14loiNk/s1600/Picture+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TDslBoek3qI/AAAAAAAAHg8/E6Vy6ikFJtc/s1600/Picture+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TDslBoek3qI/AAAAAAAAHg8/E6Vy6ikFJtc/s400/Picture+040.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493024880484212386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As always, it was wonderful to have them here and we miss them like crazy already.  Let the countdown to Christmas begin!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-1551936553184241492?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/1551936553184241492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=1551936553184241492' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/1551936553184241492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/1551936553184241492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/07/mb-with-qs.html' title='mb with the q&apos;s'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TDslDrZf6hI/AAAAAAAAHhc/b_dn9icYW-k/s72-c/Picture+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-5436425161419661984</id><published>2010-07-12T09:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T10:05:04.007-04:00</updated><title type='text'>beach baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TDsgGyDkRuI/AAAAAAAAHg0/mmP1YKUa-Gk/s1600/Picture+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TDsgGyDkRuI/AAAAAAAAHg0/mmP1YKUa-Gk/s400/Picture+013.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493019471396488930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TDsgGyDkRuI/AAAAAAAAHg0/mmP1YKUa-Gk/s1600/Picture+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TDsgGe4kT2I/AAAAAAAAHgs/bN_1BBxvRv0/s1600/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TDsgGe4kT2I/AAAAAAAAHgs/bN_1BBxvRv0/s400/Picture+004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493019466250080098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TDsgGe4kT2I/AAAAAAAAHgs/bN_1BBxvRv0/s1600/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TDsgFzvs25I/AAAAAAAAHgk/m-O8VNeEC0Q/s1600/Picture+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TDsgFzvs25I/AAAAAAAAHgk/m-O8VNeEC0Q/s400/Picture+005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493019454670166930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TDsgFzvs25I/AAAAAAAAHgk/m-O8VNeEC0Q/s1600/Picture+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TDsgFStj1UI/AAAAAAAAHgc/zTecf3oxg_E/s1600/Picture+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TDsgFStj1UI/AAAAAAAAHgc/zTecf3oxg_E/s400/Picture+025.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493019445802816834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-5436425161419661984?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/5436425161419661984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=5436425161419661984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/5436425161419661984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/5436425161419661984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/07/beach-baby.html' title='beach baby'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TDsgGyDkRuI/AAAAAAAAHg0/mmP1YKUa-Gk/s72-c/Picture+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-7137985675211397533</id><published>2010-06-30T11:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T11:09:38.368-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the photo that turned me into a weepy pile of goo during the slideshow at jackson's graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TCtcmN6jahI/AAAAAAAAHgU/oQgpkwBVYBg/s1600/kindergarten+may+2010+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TCtcmN6jahI/AAAAAAAAHgU/oQgpkwBVYBg/s400/kindergarten+may+2010+042.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488582382521117202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, seriously...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Side note:&lt;/b&gt;  Jackson refused to change out of this outfit, and I felt a bit like a failure as a mother because I've been depriving him of the pleasure of wearing a tie!  He wanted to go out and shoot baskets after school and was so mad that we made him change clothes.  And later that evening when I told him we were going to Target he asked, "Oh!  Can I change back into my fancy clothes?"  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-7137985675211397533?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7137985675211397533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=7137985675211397533' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/7137985675211397533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/7137985675211397533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/06/photo-that-turned-me-into-weepy-pile-of.html' title='the photo that turned me into a weepy pile of goo during the slideshow at jackson&apos;s graduation'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TCtcmN6jahI/AAAAAAAAHgU/oQgpkwBVYBg/s72-c/kindergarten+may+2010+042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-5003145179039290670</id><published>2010-06-30T10:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T11:10:28.160-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the "graduates"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So, apparently, here in the South, graduations are a pretty big deal.  And it's not just for High School.  There are graduation ceremonies for Kindergarten, 5th Grade, and 8th Grade as well.  Which means we had 2 ceremonies to attend this year.  And we were more than happy to celebrate because the kids had outstanding school years!!  Both ceremonies were lovely, but you'll just have to take my word for it.  My pictures are terrible thanks to the trifecta of less than stellar seats, poor lighting and a certain little monkey climbing all over my lap.  Here are the best of the bunch:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TBaXX5K3pII/AAAAAAAAHfc/ZeuVTfd-BRI/s1600/Picture+123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TBaXX5K3pII/AAAAAAAAHfc/ZeuVTfd-BRI/s400/Picture+123.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482736033109353602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TBaXX5K3pII/AAAAAAAAHfc/ZeuVTfd-BRI/s1600/Picture+123.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emily with the principal, Mrs. Edmond.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TBaXXcmj5TI/AAAAAAAAHfU/V3jmcOLkkys/s1600/Picture+132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TBaXXcmj5TI/AAAAAAAAHfU/V3jmcOLkkys/s400/Picture+132.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482736025440871730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emily with two of her besties, Samantha and Solteria.  Not pictured is Katie, who rounds out the foursome, and she was also wearing black and white.  Amazingly enough, they didn't even coordinate outfits...they are just all in sync!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TBaXXcmj5TI/AAAAAAAAHfU/V3jmcOLkkys/s1600/Picture+132.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TBaXXH30seI/AAAAAAAAHfM/EeGN3jCJJRk/s1600/Picture+133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TBaXXH30seI/AAAAAAAAHfM/EeGN3jCJJRk/s400/Picture+133.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482736019876131298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emily and her teacher, Mrs. Gettys.  I can only hope Jack and Ainsley are lucky enough to be in her class as well...such an inspiring teacher!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now here are the Kindergarten pictures...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TBaXXH30seI/AAAAAAAAHfM/EeGN3jCJJRk/s1600/Picture+133.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TBaXWvhDORI/AAAAAAAAHfE/09FELFqRMIA/s1600/Picture+144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TBaXWvhDORI/AAAAAAAAHfE/09FELFqRMIA/s400/Picture+144.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482736013338163474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, this is seriously the best picture of Jack (and his best friend, Isabella) taken at the ceremony.  The Kindergarten Team put together a slideshow set to music.  It was so adorable and I managed to hold it together until there was a picture of Jackson and Isabella dancing at the Kindergarten Ball.  Kerry (my sweet friend and neighbor, who just so happens to be Isabella's mom) was sitting next to me and we both started sobbing at the same exact moment.  They are just growing up way too fast! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TBaXWvhDORI/AAAAAAAAHfE/09FELFqRMIA/s1600/Picture+144.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TBaXWMXWHgI/AAAAAAAAHe8/b6fvifC0loA/s1600/Picture+172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TBaXWMXWHgI/AAAAAAAAHe8/b6fvifC0loA/s400/Picture+172.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482736003902217730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here is Jackson with his teacher, Ms. Tavano.  He had such an amazing Kindergarten experience and much of that is thanks to her.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now our summer is in full swing...lots of swimming and camps and some great vacations to look forward to.   We're going to enjoy it to the fullest.  Because in just 7 short weeks, school will be starting again.  And we will have 2 in Middle School, 1 in the First Grade, and 1 in Preschool.  Which, if you must know, kind of makes me sad.  But I'm sure I'll get over it the first time I'm able to go to the grocery store by myself...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-5003145179039290670?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/5003145179039290670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=5003145179039290670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/5003145179039290670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/5003145179039290670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/06/graduates.html' title='the &quot;graduates&quot;'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/TBaXX5K3pII/AAAAAAAAHfc/ZeuVTfd-BRI/s72-c/Picture+123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-3976216076485676771</id><published>2010-06-02T22:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T22:51:33.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'>and i kid you not, my response was, "that's great, buddy.  but for next time, it only has one e!"</title><content type='html'>Jackson likes to take his showers in our bathroom now, mostly because our shower has a door and in his bathroom, there is only a curtain.  Which means that if he were to take a shower in his bathroom, he couldn't draw pictures and write his name with his finger on the foggy door.  And school is almost over and getting him to do his homework these days is like pulling teeth.  So I really don't mind if he wants to practice his spelling in the shower...we are all about multi-tasking around here.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night, as he was getting out of the shower, he called me over to look at his words.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Look!  &lt;i&gt;B-U-T-T&lt;/i&gt; spells butt!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Yes, it does."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then the giggles started as he pointed at the next word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"And &lt;i&gt;P-E-E-N-I-S&lt;/i&gt; spells penis!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-3976216076485676771?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/3976216076485676771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=3976216076485676771' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/3976216076485676771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/3976216076485676771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/06/and-i-kid-you-not-my-response-was-thats.html' title='and i kid you not, my response was, &quot;that&apos;s great, buddy.  but for next time, it only has one e!&quot;'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-3709328770589780813</id><published>2010-05-28T08:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T08:00:03.559-04:00</updated><title type='text'>one year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S_59hrEiAdI/AAAAAAAAHBc/b2dPzhzkNw8/s1600/IMG_6096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S_59hrEiAdI/AAAAAAAAHBc/b2dPzhzkNw8/s400/IMG_6096.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475952214379987410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S_59hrEiAdI/AAAAAAAAHBc/b2dPzhzkNw8/s1600/IMG_6096.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S_58zfX0yYI/AAAAAAAAHBU/hVqdEi2oYUk/s1600/Picture+259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S_58zfX0yYI/AAAAAAAAHBU/hVqdEi2oYUk/s400/Picture+259.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475951420965702018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S_58zfX0yYI/AAAAAAAAHBU/hVqdEi2oYUk/s1600/Picture+259.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S_58y9XGcAI/AAAAAAAAHBM/2rqDsd-wJAM/s1600/IMG_6093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S_58y9XGcAI/AAAAAAAAHBM/2rqDsd-wJAM/s400/IMG_6093.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475951411835858946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S_58y9XGcAI/AAAAAAAAHBM/2rqDsd-wJAM/s1600/IMG_6093.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S_58yp79A7I/AAAAAAAAHBE/71Mq89TPyWo/s1600/Picture+269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S_58yp79A7I/AAAAAAAAHBE/71Mq89TPyWo/s400/Picture+269.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475951406621721522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S_58yp79A7I/AAAAAAAAHBE/71Mq89TPyWo/s1600/Picture+269.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S_58ycDFvlI/AAAAAAAAHA8/3f2YvoUwjdI/s1600/IMG_6094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S_58ycDFvlI/AAAAAAAAHA8/3f2YvoUwjdI/s400/IMG_6094.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475951402893557330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S_58ycDFvlI/AAAAAAAAHA8/3f2YvoUwjdI/s1600/IMG_6094.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S_58x-DzTJI/AAAAAAAAHA0/nXK5AQ1TUD0/s1600/Picture+252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S_58x-DzTJI/AAAAAAAAHA0/nXK5AQ1TUD0/s400/Picture+252.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475951394843479186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-3709328770589780813?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/3709328770589780813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=3709328770589780813' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/3709328770589780813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/3709328770589780813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-year.html' title='one year'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S_59hrEiAdI/AAAAAAAAHBc/b2dPzhzkNw8/s72-c/IMG_6096.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-525199677707194388</id><published>2010-05-27T12:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T13:17:50.428-04:00</updated><title type='text'>number eleven</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past weekend marked the end of a six-week stretch that has been the most crazy, with the most jam-packed schedule, this house has ever seen...and that's saying something.  And smack dab in the middle of the weekend, amidst all of the other activities, we celebrated Emily's 11&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday.  Cake requirements?  A Marble cake, with white, vanilla &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;buttercream&lt;/span&gt; frosting, decorated with blue and green letters and stars.  (Actually, it was supposed to be balloons, but she changed her mind at the last minute.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marble cake with vanilla &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;buttercream&lt;/span&gt; frosting?  Check.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S_6BK6f1xLI/AAAAAAAAHCE/c11DkUdQPwA/s1600/Picture+316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S_6BK6f1xLI/AAAAAAAAHCE/c11DkUdQPwA/s400/Picture+316.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475956221430580402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Decorated with blue and green letters and stars?  Check.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S_6BK6f1xLI/AAAAAAAAHCE/c11DkUdQPwA/s1600/Picture+316.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S_6BKBQNNbI/AAAAAAAAHB8/AgPsOxYSthw/s1600/Picture+317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S_6BKBQNNbI/AAAAAAAAHB8/AgPsOxYSthw/s400/Picture+317.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475956206064186802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One happy Birthday Girl?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S_6BKBQNNbI/AAAAAAAAHB8/AgPsOxYSthw/s1600/Picture+317.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S_6BJ-m4jGI/AAAAAAAAHB0/UioBJvLvaeg/s1600/Picture+319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S_6BJ-m4jGI/AAAAAAAAHB0/UioBJvLvaeg/s400/Picture+319.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475956205353995362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S_6BJ-m4jGI/AAAAAAAAHB0/UioBJvLvaeg/s1600/Picture+319.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S_6BJU7_78I/AAAAAAAAHBs/zJGGzhDE_08/s1600/Picture+320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S_6BJU7_78I/AAAAAAAAHBs/zJGGzhDE_08/s400/Picture+320.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475956194168270786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S_6BJU7_78I/AAAAAAAAHBs/zJGGzhDE_08/s1600/Picture+320.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S_6BJGpde-I/AAAAAAAAHBk/qMxxSB7OSiI/s1600/Picture+322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S_6BJGpde-I/AAAAAAAAHBk/qMxxSB7OSiI/s400/Picture+322.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475956190332419042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Make a wish, Mimi.  Hope it comes true.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-525199677707194388?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/525199677707194388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=525199677707194388' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/525199677707194388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/525199677707194388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/05/number-eleven.html' title='number eleven'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S_6BK6f1xLI/AAAAAAAAHCE/c11DkUdQPwA/s72-c/Picture+316.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-8262336692025145807</id><published>2010-05-27T12:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T09:48:51.285-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm beginning to think soccer just may not be his thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another spring, another soccer season under his belt.  But I think this season may have been his last.  He's really just not that into it.  Oh, he likes being on the field, but not exactly on the playing field...the sidelines are much more fun.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;You can build things with whatever materials happen to be around...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9x6mV8P58I/AAAAAAAAG-I/LUz15v1VKJs/s1600/Picture+002a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9x6mV8P58I/AAAAAAAAG-I/LUz15v1VKJs/s400/Picture+002a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466378846864402370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Heaven forbid you actually get called into the game...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9x6mV8P58I/AAAAAAAAG-I/LUz15v1VKJs/s1600/Picture+002a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9x6mEhHiVI/AAAAAAAAG-A/sHhm512oji8/s1600/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9x6mEhHiVI/AAAAAAAAG-A/sHhm512oji8/s400/Picture+004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466378842187204946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;No point drinking the water when you can pour it over your head...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9x6mEhHiVI/AAAAAAAAG-A/sHhm512oji8/s1600/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9x6lkW37SI/AAAAAAAAG94/nS3XQ5ARtco/s1600/Photo+023a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9x6lkW37SI/AAAAAAAAG94/nS3XQ5ARtco/s400/Photo+023a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466378833554304290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;And while your hair is wet, you must also make sure it is "flat"...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9x6lkW37SI/AAAAAAAAG94/nS3XQ5ARtco/s1600/Photo+023a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9x6leNgwtI/AAAAAAAAG9w/YbpP1qh24ro/s1600/Picture+025a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9x6leNgwtI/AAAAAAAAG9w/YbpP1qh24ro/s400/Picture+025a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466378831904424658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Why would you look at the ball?  Everyone else is...they don't need you to do it too...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9x6leNgwtI/AAAAAAAAG9w/YbpP1qh24ro/s1600/Picture+025a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9x6kuOFI8I/AAAAAAAAG9o/9HAG0JsB1yQ/s1600/Picture+028a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9x6kuOFI8I/AAAAAAAAG9o/9HAG0JsB1yQ/s400/Picture+028a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466378819021906882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes, ladies...that's where they're keeping the snacks!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9x6kuOFI8I/AAAAAAAAG9o/9HAG0JsB1yQ/s1600/Picture+028a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9x5YMHBa8I/AAAAAAAAG9g/9GL0wnpqY7M/s1600/Picture+035a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9x5YMHBa8I/AAAAAAAAG9g/9GL0wnpqY7M/s400/Picture+035a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466377504195439554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Jackson, do you want to play soccer again?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Nah.  Can I do Karate??"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, Jack is done with soccer...but I think this little girl is just getting started...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9x5YMHBa8I/AAAAAAAAG9g/9GL0wnpqY7M/s1600/Picture+035a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9x5XoJgINI/AAAAAAAAG9Y/LA3NJuRL2Ao/s1600/Picture+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9x5XoJgINI/AAAAAAAAG9Y/LA3NJuRL2Ao/s400/Picture+021.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466377494542164178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9x5XoJgINI/AAAAAAAAG9Y/LA3NJuRL2Ao/s1600/Picture+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9x5XIFwINI/AAAAAAAAG9Q/-Qx-8HARMZE/s1600/Picture+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9x5XIFwINI/AAAAAAAAG9Q/-Qx-8HARMZE/s400/Picture+016.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466377485936500946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9x5XIFwINI/AAAAAAAAG9Q/-Qx-8HARMZE/s1600/Picture+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9x5W9d37NI/AAAAAAAAG9I/mFE9-ELIZ_g/s1600/Picture+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9x5W9d37NI/AAAAAAAAG9I/mFE9-ELIZ_g/s400/Picture+017.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466377483084885202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9x5W9d37NI/AAAAAAAAG9I/mFE9-ELIZ_g/s1600/Picture+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9x5WA5vfjI/AAAAAAAAG9A/EcZFc_HvcF4/s1600/Picture+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9x5WA5vfjI/AAAAAAAAG9A/EcZFc_HvcF4/s400/Picture+022.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466377466827210290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-8262336692025145807?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8262336692025145807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=8262336692025145807' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/8262336692025145807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/8262336692025145807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-beginning-to-think-soccer-just-may.html' title='i&apos;m beginning to think soccer just may not be his thing'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9x6mV8P58I/AAAAAAAAG-I/LUz15v1VKJs/s72-c/Picture+002a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-1152056504824911573</id><published>2010-05-27T08:56:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T13:21:30.128-04:00</updated><title type='text'>flip flops</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember these?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S_5u0QlPxhI/AAAAAAAAHAs/l-9dqQAXJ1U/s1600/0429091035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S_5u0QlPxhI/AAAAAAAAHAs/l-9dqQAXJ1U/s400/0429091035.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475936041012545042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cutest little flip flops on the cutest little feet.  Well, after a year of wearing them, with the exception of about 2 months when it was "winter" here and I made her wear socks and closed-toe shoes, the cutest little flip flops now look like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S_5u0QlPxhI/AAAAAAAAHAs/l-9dqQAXJ1U/s1600/0429091035.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S_5u0JbwPjI/AAAAAAAAHAk/Ta0uRIZZMIE/s1600/Picture+226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S_5u0JbwPjI/AAAAAAAAHAk/Ta0uRIZZMIE/s400/Picture+226.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475936039093681714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been searching for something to replace these, because not only do they look like this, her cute little heels now hang over the back.  I have purchased 3 pairs of shoes for her this spring, but she won't wear any of them unless I make her.  She always goes back to these.  We were at Target the other day and Ainsley was looking over at a little girl in the next aisle.  "Mama!  She has my shoes!" she exclaimed.  And sure enough, the little girl was wearing a much cleaner version of these battered flip flops.  I asked her mother if she found them in this store...because I had been looking...and she said that she had...and they had just arrived in the store this week...and they were buy one, get one half off!!  So, we hopped out of the check-out line and hustled back to the shoe department and now her favorite shoes look like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S_5u0JbwPjI/AAAAAAAAHAk/Ta0uRIZZMIE/s1600/Picture+226.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S_5uz1Z1diI/AAAAAAAAHAc/cIW8Zkyt5lM/s1600/Picture+230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S_5uz1Z1diI/AAAAAAAAHAc/cIW8Zkyt5lM/s400/Picture+230.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475936033716925986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S_5uz1Z1diI/AAAAAAAAHAc/cIW8Zkyt5lM/s1600/Picture+230.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S_5uzRkb-CI/AAAAAAAAHAU/5cHvc5oBqSs/s1600/Picture+231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S_5uzRkb-CI/AAAAAAAAHAU/5cHvc5oBqSs/s400/Picture+231.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475936024097716258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately, they still don't come in her big sister's size...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(p.s. - No, my kitchen floor isn't really that dingy.  Early morning light, no flash, in a hurry to take the pictures so I could capture the "new" look before they didn't look new anymore!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-1152056504824911573?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/1152056504824911573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=1152056504824911573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/1152056504824911573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/1152056504824911573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/05/flip-flops.html' title='flip flops'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S_5u0QlPxhI/AAAAAAAAHAs/l-9dqQAXJ1U/s72-c/0429091035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-8959228371445464045</id><published>2010-05-12T18:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T19:07:37.170-04:00</updated><title type='text'>but honestly, i don't know how...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In January 2009, I wrote &lt;a href="http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2009/01/how-they-sleep.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt; about what the kids' beds look like in the morning.  I had titled it, &lt;i&gt;"how they sleep,"&lt;/i&gt; but I should have titled it &lt;i&gt;"where they sleep."&lt;/i&gt;  Because this?  This is really &lt;i&gt;how&lt;/i&gt; they sleep:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S-syl446IFI/AAAAAAAAHAM/cK2ZkLi-GiY/s1600/IMG00005-20100511-2259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S-syl446IFI/AAAAAAAAHAM/cK2ZkLi-GiY/s400/IMG00005-20100511-2259.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470521798879223890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S-syl446IFI/AAAAAAAAHAM/cK2ZkLi-GiY/s1600/IMG00005-20100511-2259.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S-sylpaAlhI/AAAAAAAAHAE/1ASP9iIlZR4/s1600/IMG00004-20100511-2258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S-sylpaAlhI/AAAAAAAAHAE/1ASP9iIlZR4/s400/IMG00004-20100511-2258.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470521794723091986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Photos credits to Doug and his Blackberry)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-8959228371445464045?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8959228371445464045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=8959228371445464045' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/8959228371445464045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/8959228371445464045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/05/but-honestly-i-dont-know-how.html' title='but honestly, i don&apos;t know how...'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S-syl446IFI/AAAAAAAAHAM/cK2ZkLi-GiY/s72-c/IMG00005-20100511-2259.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-8871680482122618718</id><published>2010-05-07T21:23:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T13:43:54.702-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the post in which i share with you the conversation that led to my husband insulting me even more than when he thought i was older than don cheadle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There is a blog I follow pretty regularly written by a woman named Ree Drummond. Also known as &lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/"&gt;The Pioneer Woman&lt;/a&gt;. I may have mentioned her once or twice here, right? Okay, fine. I'm pretty obsessed with her. I read her blog daily, enter all of her contests (along with about 40,000 other people, so my odds aren't even remotely good, but I do it anyway!), and several of her recipes have become staples here in the Crazy House. As you can imagine, I was pretty excited to find out that she was coming here to Charlotte for a book signing on May 7th. Tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, earlier in the week, I really thought I would go. But as the week went on and our schedules were filled with things that kept all of us up way past our bedtimes, leading to a week of grumpy tantrums, some of them even by the kids, I began to realize that my plans may not come to fruition. Which is what I told my husband last night as we were getting ready to crash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; What do you mean? You have to go! Of course you have to go!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; Why does it matter to you?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; Well, you just have to go. You're totally in love with her! I think if you weren't married to me, you'd be married to her!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; Oh, I think that may be a bit of a stretch...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; Okay, well then you would be her...Wait! What's that guy's name? The guy who lived with OJ Simpson?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.people.com/people/archive/article/0,,20103866,00.html"&gt;Kato Kaelin?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug: &lt;/b&gt;Yeah, that's it! You would be like her Kato Kaelin!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; ... ... ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; You know, you would live in her guest house!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; Yeah, I'm gonna pretend you didn't just compare me to Kato Kaelin and instead focus on the fact that living in her &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/homeandgarden/2009/01/random-peeks-2/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;guest house&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; would be completely awesome! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah. After Ainsley's 32nd meltdown today (Seriously, you may be inclined to believe that is an exaggeration, but I think I'm actually being conservative in that estimation), I was so exhausted that I couldn't even think about driving in rush hour traffic to stand in line for several hours, even if it was for one of the loves of my blogging life. Honestly, I don't think I could have even mustered up the energy to go see Harry Connick, Jr. You &lt;i&gt;know&lt;/i&gt; that's saying something. And quite frankly, after the &lt;a href="http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-would-imagine-hes-rethinking-his.html"&gt;Don Cheadle&lt;/a&gt; thing and then comparing me to Kato Kaelin? Doug's lucky I didn't go and decide to explore my options. Because I? Would be a fantastic tenant for The Lodge. PW would be lucky to have me. I would bake cookies and bread every day in a kitchen like that and I would even knit dishcloths AND help her clean the kitchen after we tested recipes together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention the fact that I totally rock cowboy boots...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S-TNSU4xwpI/AAAAAAAAG_k/EGWkJO4wA6c/s1600/0403101634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468721562262815378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S-TNSU4xwpI/AAAAAAAAG_k/EGWkJO4wA6c/s400/0403101634.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-8871680482122618718?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8871680482122618718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=8871680482122618718' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/8871680482122618718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/8871680482122618718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/05/post-in-which-i-share-with-you.html' title='the post in which i share with you the conversation that led to my husband insulting me even more than when he thought i was older than don cheadle'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S-TNSU4xwpI/AAAAAAAAG_k/EGWkJO4wA6c/s72-c/0403101634.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-7867994212096293018</id><published>2010-05-06T12:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T13:27:06.281-04:00</updated><title type='text'>following in his older brother's footsteps</title><content type='html'>Jackson makes his theatrical debut this evening in the Kindergarten Musical, &lt;i&gt;Bugs&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just take a second to picture that, if you will.  About 100 Kindergartners all dressed like bugs.  I think my heart is about to explode from all the cuteness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids were asked to volunteer for speaking parts and Jackson stepped right up to the plate.  He is Bug 24 and has four lines.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was telling his friend, Mason, about it the other night after soccer practice:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm in a show.  It's called Bugs!  I have 4 lines.  I say:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;But wait, we need a battle plan&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Before we have our snack.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Better call out the army Ants&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;To synchronize our attack!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do you know how I know all my lines?  Because my brain tells me.  And my brain...is awesome!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah.  It's gonna be good.  Video to follow...I hope!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-7867994212096293018?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7867994212096293018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=7867994212096293018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/7867994212096293018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/7867994212096293018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/05/following-in-his-older-brothers.html' title='following in his older brother&apos;s footsteps'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-633569687657869132</id><published>2010-05-03T09:42:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T10:39:47.799-04:00</updated><title type='text'>three on the third</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day One:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S97b0PCmiOI/AAAAAAAAG_Q/NZQf4HVp7iA/s1600/IMG_0168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S97b0PCmiOI/AAAAAAAAG_Q/NZQf4HVp7iA/s400/IMG_0168.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467048688111487202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Year One:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S97b0PCmiOI/AAAAAAAAG_Q/NZQf4HVp7iA/s1600/IMG_0168.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S97bz67UU2I/AAAAAAAAG_I/gEXfAuwQsNg/s1600/IMG_4008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S97bz67UU2I/AAAAAAAAG_I/gEXfAuwQsNg/s400/IMG_4008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467048682712224610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Year Two:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S97bz67UU2I/AAAAAAAAG_I/gEXfAuwQsNg/s1600/IMG_4008.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S97bzexS87I/AAAAAAAAG_A/2v0HdfA5gGI/s1600/ainsleycake2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S97bzexS87I/AAAAAAAAG_A/2v0HdfA5gGI/s400/ainsleycake2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467048675153998770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Year Three:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S97bzexS87I/AAAAAAAAG_A/2v0HdfA5gGI/s1600/ainsleycake2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S97by2uBLRI/AAAAAAAAG-4/OTiCK-15c88/s1600/Picture+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S97by2uBLRI/AAAAAAAAG-4/OTiCK-15c88/s400/Picture+071.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467048664402832658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your Dora the Explorer cake:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S97by2uBLRI/AAAAAAAAG-4/OTiCK-15c88/s1600/Picture+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S97aUTF1SLI/AAAAAAAAG-w/r0HkWXKPfhw/s1600/Picture+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S97aUTF1SLI/AAAAAAAAG-w/r0HkWXKPfhw/s400/Picture+073.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467047039931336882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S97aUTF1SLI/AAAAAAAAG-w/r0HkWXKPfhw/s1600/Picture+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S97aTzITHmI/AAAAAAAAG-o/c4JbYFPGP6M/s1600/Picture+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S97aTzITHmI/AAAAAAAAG-o/c4JbYFPGP6M/s400/Picture+085.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467047031351746146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, make a wish...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S97aTzITHmI/AAAAAAAAG-o/c4JbYFPGP6M/s1600/Picture+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S97aTl796AI/AAAAAAAAG-g/T4UX9CZIO9Y/s1600/Picture+103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S97aTl796AI/AAAAAAAAG-g/T4UX9CZIO9Y/s400/Picture+103.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467047027810363394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And blow out your candles...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S97aTl796AI/AAAAAAAAG-g/T4UX9CZIO9Y/s1600/Picture+103.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S97aTLKKxOI/AAAAAAAAG-Y/oEVS1Y7Mg5E/s1600/Picture+108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S97aTLKKxOI/AAAAAAAAG-Y/oEVS1Y7Mg5E/s400/Picture+108.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467047020622169314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday #3, my sweet Ainsley Caroline.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S97aTLKKxOI/AAAAAAAAG-Y/oEVS1Y7Mg5E/s1600/Picture+108.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S97aSbvfwkI/AAAAAAAAG-Q/KI21UNTYlLI/s1600/Picture+115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S97aSbvfwkI/AAAAAAAAG-Q/KI21UNTYlLI/s400/Picture+115.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467047007893832258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-633569687657869132?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/633569687657869132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=633569687657869132' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/633569687657869132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/633569687657869132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/05/three-on-third.html' title='three on the third'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S97b0PCmiOI/AAAAAAAAG_Q/NZQf4HVp7iA/s72-c/IMG_0168.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-7818499132852084579</id><published>2010-05-01T14:02:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T14:21:14.737-04:00</updated><title type='text'>almost ready to leave the nest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few months ago, we discovered a bird's nest right under the gutter by the garage.  Last week, there was a flutter of new activity ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9xuQfsTVRI/AAAAAAAAG84/NumrKMvEzLU/s1600/Picture+281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9xuQfsTVRI/AAAAAAAAG84/NumrKMvEzLU/s400/Picture+281.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466365277385217298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We thought there were three, but as they get bigger, we can see definitely four, sometimes it even looks like there are five.  They are usually pretty quiet and they just seem to watch us all the time.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9xuQfsTVRI/AAAAAAAAG84/NumrKMvEzLU/s1600/Picture+281.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9xuPzuXTPI/AAAAAAAAG8w/c-VD2auOtww/s1600/Picture+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9xuPzuXTPI/AAAAAAAAG8w/c-VD2auOtww/s400/Picture+042.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466365265582705906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm thinking this is kind of like the teenager phase...a very crowded house and a mess that seems to overflow onto everything.  (I didn't take a picture of what the ground under this nest looks like...you can use your imagination.)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you know they will soon be gone.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you will miss them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-7818499132852084579?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7818499132852084579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=7818499132852084579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/7818499132852084579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/7818499132852084579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/05/almost-ready-to-leave-nest.html' title='almost ready to leave the nest'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9xuQfsTVRI/AAAAAAAAG84/NumrKMvEzLU/s72-c/Picture+281.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-3339499025421609356</id><published>2010-04-22T09:29:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T09:53:20.434-04:00</updated><title type='text'>hooping it up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Before...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9BQxc2jeOI/AAAAAAAAG8g/pjwt-XrkXTM/s1600/Picture+233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462955158489233634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9BQxc2jeOI/AAAAAAAAG8g/pjwt-XrkXTM/s400/Picture+233.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and After...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9BQxc2jeOI/AAAAAAAAG8g/pjwt-XrkXTM/s1600/Picture+233.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9BQwyrGT_I/AAAAAAAAG8Y/J2hVvhzsLos/s1600/Picture+273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 267px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462955147166896114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9BQwyrGT_I/AAAAAAAAG8Y/J2hVvhzsLos/s400/Picture+273.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;(well, after waiting several days for the utilities to be marked, finding out the gas line was right where the hole needed to be, carefully digging around the gas line, blisters, very sore muscles, 5 trips to Home Depot, 6 bags of concrete, a little swearing, and almost smashing the glass 3 times, that is...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9BT8BD7p2I/AAAAAAAAG8o/ZoqnlkGBZEo/s1600/Picture+276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 267px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462958638542595938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9BT8BD7p2I/AAAAAAAAG8o/ZoqnlkGBZEo/s400/Picture+276.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-3339499025421609356?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/3339499025421609356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=3339499025421609356' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/3339499025421609356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/3339499025421609356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/04/hooping-it-up.html' title='hooping it up'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9BQxc2jeOI/AAAAAAAAG8g/pjwt-XrkXTM/s72-c/Picture+233.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-1123844903203240299</id><published>2010-04-22T09:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T09:28:51.428-04:00</updated><title type='text'>capturing a moment of the grumps</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9BN08oQSEI/AAAAAAAAG8I/6Ykg3KQvKO4/s1600/Picture+259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9BN08oQSEI/AAAAAAAAG8I/6Ykg3KQvKO4/s400/Picture+259.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462951920023914562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I know, kid.  Life's rough sometimes.  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9BN08oQSEI/AAAAAAAAG8I/6Ykg3KQvKO4/s1600/Picture+259.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9BNxkXpI9I/AAAAAAAAG8A/jt03G-eQRNA/s1600/Picture+250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9BNxkXpI9I/AAAAAAAAG8A/jt03G-eQRNA/s400/Picture+250.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462951861972181970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Having to push your little sister in the swing so I can take pictures is so not fair...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9BNxkXpI9I/AAAAAAAAG8A/jt03G-eQRNA/s1600/Picture+250.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9BNwsLdujI/AAAAAAAAG74/S344W-oGyWY/s1600/Picture+251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9BNwsLdujI/AAAAAAAAG74/S344W-oGyWY/s400/Picture+251.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462951846888716850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;But whatever you do, don't smile...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9BNwsLdujI/AAAAAAAAG74/S344W-oGyWY/s1600/Picture+251.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9BNviZwELI/AAAAAAAAG7w/GLcUCBb0CWw/s1600/Picture+252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9BNviZwELI/AAAAAAAAG7w/GLcUCBb0CWw/s400/Picture+252.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462951827084415154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;No, really...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9BNviZwELI/AAAAAAAAG7w/GLcUCBb0CWw/s1600/Picture+252.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9BNvOF9l1I/AAAAAAAAG7o/3J4srdgITds/s1600/Picture+253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9BNvOF9l1I/AAAAAAAAG7o/3J4srdgITds/s400/Picture+253.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462951821632706386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-1123844903203240299?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/1123844903203240299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=1123844903203240299' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/1123844903203240299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/1123844903203240299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/04/capturing-moment-of-grumpyness.html' title='capturing a moment of the grumps'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9BN08oQSEI/AAAAAAAAG8I/6Ykg3KQvKO4/s72-c/Picture+259.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-977271101797419577</id><published>2010-04-22T09:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T09:12:18.397-04:00</updated><title type='text'>it's the big swings now...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9BKKV2jV1I/AAAAAAAAG7g/-JdfF7uq-ug/s1600/Picture+258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9BKKV2jV1I/AAAAAAAAG7g/-JdfF7uq-ug/s400/Picture+258.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462947889525512018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Ainsley wanted to swing the other day, I started to lift her and put her in her "baby" swing.  She very quickly let me know that she wanted to swing in the big swing.  And then she kept asking me to push her higher.  I told her I didn't want her to go too high, to which she replied, "I can go higher.  I'm not a baby anymore, Mama.  I'm an Ainsley!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;(The messy face is for you, Auntie Nancy!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-977271101797419577?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/977271101797419577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=977271101797419577' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/977271101797419577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/977271101797419577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-big-swings-now.html' title='it&apos;s the big swings now...'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S9BKKV2jV1I/AAAAAAAAG7g/-JdfF7uq-ug/s72-c/Picture+258.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-3168417790898231340</id><published>2010-04-20T16:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T16:33:22.663-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i think he may be a little too "plugged in"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm reading a book to Jackson and he says, "Um, can you pause this?  I need to go to the bathroom!"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-3168417790898231340?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/3168417790898231340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=3168417790898231340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/3168417790898231340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/3168417790898231340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-think-he-may-be-little-too-plugged-in.html' title='i think he may be a little too &quot;plugged in&quot;'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-3156249639891527745</id><published>2010-04-17T19:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T19:34:37.063-04:00</updated><title type='text'>lunch with the birthday boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ainsley and I volunteer in Jackson's class every Wednesday.  (Well, I help with Math and she sits at the back table, looking cute and soaking up everything!)  She's kind of a rock star with the class...we usually stay for lunch and everyone wants to sit by her.  But on Jack's birthday?  I got to sit next to both rock stars.  It was awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S8pEyLWm6yI/AAAAAAAAG7Y/jUhLCYNZ3-s/s1600/0416101121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S8pEyLWm6yI/AAAAAAAAG7Y/jUhLCYNZ3-s/s400/0416101121.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461253126971910946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-3156249639891527745?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/3156249639891527745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=3156249639891527745' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/3156249639891527745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/3156249639891527745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/04/lunch-with-birthday-boy.html' title='lunch with the birthday boy'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S8pEyLWm6yI/AAAAAAAAG7Y/jUhLCYNZ3-s/s72-c/0416101121.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-1462432820420024077</id><published>2010-04-17T13:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T14:01:14.847-04:00</updated><title type='text'>on being 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I asked Jackson, "What's the best thing about being 6?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S8n1xnGWLWI/AAAAAAAAG7Q/u7_cqJtWaHI/s1600/Picture+220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S8n1xnGWLWI/AAAAAAAAG7Q/u7_cqJtWaHI/s400/Picture+220.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461166255821434210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Well, opening presents, I think."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S8n1xnGWLWI/AAAAAAAAG7Q/u7_cqJtWaHI/s1600/Picture+220.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S8n1xaaTjvI/AAAAAAAAG7I/jOKMNKxqqLA/s1600/Picture+223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S8n1xaaTjvI/AAAAAAAAG7I/jOKMNKxqqLA/s400/Picture+223.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461166252415487730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Anything else?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S8n1xaaTjvI/AAAAAAAAG7I/jOKMNKxqqLA/s1600/Picture+223.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S8n1wyZwQ6I/AAAAAAAAG7A/lvS2NMMtEA4/s1600/Picture+213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S8n1wyZwQ6I/AAAAAAAAG7A/lvS2NMMtEA4/s400/Picture+213.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461166241675756450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S8n1wyZwQ6I/AAAAAAAAG7A/lvS2NMMtEA4/s1600/Picture+213.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S8n1wupmuZI/AAAAAAAAG64/4-hFQjyLy2c/s1600/Picture+216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S8n1wupmuZI/AAAAAAAAG64/4-hFQjyLy2c/s400/Picture+216.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461166240668498322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Oh, yeah!  And eating cake!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S8n1wupmuZI/AAAAAAAAG64/4-hFQjyLy2c/s1600/Picture+216.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S8n1vmltNfI/AAAAAAAAG6w/s3RSJmZwfgI/s1600/Picture+229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S8n1vmltNfI/AAAAAAAAG6w/s3RSJmZwfgI/s400/Picture+229.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461166221324793330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well said, my son.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-1462432820420024077?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/1462432820420024077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=1462432820420024077' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/1462432820420024077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/1462432820420024077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-being-6.html' title='on being 6'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S8n1xnGWLWI/AAAAAAAAG7Q/u7_cqJtWaHI/s72-c/Picture+220.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-2750065899043003525</id><published>2010-04-15T19:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T20:25:43.422-04:00</updated><title type='text'>way better than olan mills</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The week before leaving on our Spring Break trip, I contacted a friend from high school, who happens to be a fantastic photographer, and asked her to meet us in Danville to take some pictures of the kids.  You can &lt;a href="http://jessicataylorphoto.blogspot.com/2010/04/miller-family.html"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt; to see some of the photos on her blog.  They are wonderful and I'm having a hard time deciding which ones to order!!  Thanks, Jessica!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-2750065899043003525?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/2750065899043003525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=2750065899043003525' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/2750065899043003525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/2750065899043003525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/04/way-better-than-olan-mills.html' title='way better than olan mills'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-8312739871985970453</id><published>2010-04-15T19:44:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T19:50:31.278-04:00</updated><title type='text'>don't worry...she's not contagious.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S8elJYvkRcI/AAAAAAAAG6o/WIjbTiW7fBc/s1600/Picture+209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S8elJYvkRcI/AAAAAAAAG6o/WIjbTiW7fBc/s400/Picture+209.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460514653889381826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ainsley with a case of the blue and magenta spotted fever.  Also known as what happens when you leave your 2 year old "watching Max and Ruby" while you take a shower.  Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-8312739871985970453?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8312739871985970453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=8312739871985970453' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/8312739871985970453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/8312739871985970453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/04/dont-worryshes-not-contagious.html' title='don&apos;t worry...she&apos;s not contagious.'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S8elJYvkRcI/AAAAAAAAG6o/WIjbTiW7fBc/s72-c/Picture+209.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-10966541015424135</id><published>2010-04-13T08:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T09:37:45.804-04:00</updated><title type='text'>there are times i'm glad she has a phone.  and then there are times like these...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I had some phone problems on our trip and didn't have service for about 3 days.  &lt;i&gt;(Which is why I wasn't able to tweet some really fun things we were doing...New Fort Wayne Tin Caps stadium is awesome...would love to see a game here!  It's been such a long time since I've been in Trinity...the remodel is gorgeous...but the Chapel will always be my favorite part.  The people at the Verizon Store at Jefferson Point are getting on my nerves!! Fideo and Nachos at El Azteca!  First Dairy Queen of the season! Giant slide at Science Central looks so fun...Ryan and Emily heading down in under 3 seconds!) &lt;/i&gt; I haven't had too many problems since I've been back, but yesterday my phone was doing some weird things so while I was waiting in the carpool line for Ryan, I called Emily and asked her to send me a "test" text.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emily's text:&lt;/b&gt;  kgfvcjkfdl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt; Thanks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emily:&lt;/b&gt;  your welcome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt;  You're...Not your.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emily:&lt;/b&gt;  this is txt language it is short&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt; Never an excuse for bad grammar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emily:&lt;/b&gt;  whatever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I do realize I just opened myself up for a critique of my own grammar.  I know it's not perfect...but the misuse of you're and your?  Ranks right at the top with the misuse of there and their in terms of my biggest grammar pet peeves.  And one of these days I'll learn how to correctly use a comma and stop ending sentences with prepositions.  Baby steps, people.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-10966541015424135?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/10966541015424135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=10966541015424135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/10966541015424135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/10966541015424135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/04/there-are-times-im-glad-she-has-phone.html' title='there are times i&apos;m glad she has a phone.  and then there are times like these...'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-2760177204497886475</id><published>2010-04-12T18:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T19:09:18.859-04:00</updated><title type='text'>bat buddies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S8OnQClCmGI/AAAAAAAAG6A/KajRcKe-6c4/s1600/Picture+139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S8OnQClCmGI/AAAAAAAAG6A/KajRcKe-6c4/s400/Picture+139.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459391067315148898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jackson and his cousin, Brady, on Easter Sunday.  Jackson actually started out the day wearing his black Batman t-shirt, but had to change once he saw Brady's was grey. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-2760177204497886475?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/2760177204497886475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=2760177204497886475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/2760177204497886475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/2760177204497886475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/04/bat-buddies.html' title='bat buddies'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S8OnQClCmGI/AAAAAAAAG6A/KajRcKe-6c4/s72-c/Picture+139.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-271751964101914407</id><published>2010-04-01T20:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T21:32:37.385-04:00</updated><title type='text'>spring break</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow I'll be driving to Indiana with the kids. (Doug will be staying behind to work and try to finish all 27 items on his honey-do list!)  We have a ton of plans, and I'll have very limited access to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt;, so I may not be able to post anything here until we return.  However, I will be tweeting!  Have you seen the Twitter bar on the left?  I can update just by sending a text message.  So, even though there may not be any new posts next week, you can still check in and see updates of all the fun we're having!!  Now, rest assured, I will not tweet while driving!!  One of my "navigators" will update for me if I have something exciting to say on the road.  And speaking of navigators...Emily will be taking the co-pilot chair on the way to Indiana tomorrow.  I let her know that she will be responsible for making sure we get all the directions right.  (Part of our route is still closed due to a rock slide last October, so I'll need her to help guide me through the detour.)   So, she grabbed the atlas and started looking through it:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Emily: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Oohh&lt;/span&gt;!  Here it is!  I found Indiana already!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me (glancing over at the atlas) :&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  Um, honey?  That may be, but you're looking at a map of Pennsylvania.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, if all goes well, we will arrive at our destination in time for dinner!  But just in case, does anybody know any good places to eat in Pennsylvania??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-271751964101914407?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/271751964101914407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=271751964101914407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/271751964101914407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/271751964101914407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/04/spring-break.html' title='spring break'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-543732112720820585</id><published>2010-04-01T12:18:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T12:21:20.489-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the jackson dictionary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The area behind your knee = leg pit.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-543732112720820585?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/543732112720820585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=543732112720820585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/543732112720820585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/543732112720820585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/04/jackson-dictionary.html' title='the jackson dictionary'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-6749370082355702751</id><published>2010-03-18T17:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T17:52:11.232-04:00</updated><title type='text'>hypochondriac</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S6KgeX9swxI/AAAAAAAAG54/6hdB9uS2zC4/s1600-h/Picture+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S6KgeX9swxI/AAAAAAAAG54/6hdB9uS2zC4/s400/Picture+110.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450094942761042706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-6749370082355702751?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/6749370082355702751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=6749370082355702751' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/6749370082355702751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/6749370082355702751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/03/hypochondriac.html' title='hypochondriac'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S6KgeX9swxI/AAAAAAAAG54/6hdB9uS2zC4/s72-c/Picture+110.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-2072268152949461698</id><published>2010-03-18T17:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T17:48:59.381-04:00</updated><title type='text'>march madness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S6KfqpBDTlI/AAAAAAAAG5w/zIe_Oywkf3c/s1600-h/Picture+108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S6KfqpBDTlI/AAAAAAAAG5w/zIe_Oywkf3c/s400/Picture+108.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450094053985308242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One on the tv.  One on the laptop.  Madness, indeed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-2072268152949461698?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/2072268152949461698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=2072268152949461698' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/2072268152949461698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/2072268152949461698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/03/march-madness.html' title='march madness'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S6KfqpBDTlI/AAAAAAAAG5w/zIe_Oywkf3c/s72-c/Picture+108.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-7528800656835384034</id><published>2010-03-04T11:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T12:07:40.825-05:00</updated><title type='text'>maybe we have a little more work to do...</title><content type='html'>My first big "Spring Cleaning" project this year was to clean out the pantry.  Yesterday, I took everything out, cleaned it from top to bottom and then rearranged and put everything back.  Well, almost everything.  It turns out that I have an obscene amount of cookie cutters.  And baking pans.  And icing colors.  And sprinkles.  Anyway, since Ainsley did a &lt;a href="http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/01/cheese-popcorn.html"&gt;decent job finishing off the cheese popcorn&lt;/a&gt;, I decided I would re-purpose the giant tin the popcorn came in to hold all of the cookie cutters.  This morning, I asked her if she wanted to help me put all the cookie cutters away.  She was more than happy to help.   Of course, she had to look carefully at each one before she put it away:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ainsley:&lt;/b&gt;  What's this one?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt;  That looks like a dog.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ainsley:&lt;/b&gt;  A dog.  Right.  This one is a star!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt;  Yes it is.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ainsley:&lt;/b&gt;  What's this one?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt;  That's a letter.  It's the letter "U."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ainsley:&lt;/b&gt;  Oh, me.  Right.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-7528800656835384034?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7528800656835384034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=7528800656835384034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/7528800656835384034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/7528800656835384034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/03/maybe-we-have-little-more-work-to-do.html' title='maybe we have a little more work to do...'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-4848081177501811789</id><published>2010-02-28T10:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T11:03:24.361-05:00</updated><title type='text'>on stage...or, in the family room, i guess</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's that time of year again...auditions for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OnStage&lt;/span&gt;!  Ryan's audition piece this year is a monologue called "Girl Crazy."  Which is a little amusing to me because it may or may not be true.  (Hint:  It is.  I mean, substitute another name for Kelly and we will have actually almost had this exact conversation.)  And he may or may not be mortified that I'm telling you that.  (Hint: He totally will be, but maybe next time he'll think about that before he &lt;a href="http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-pretty-sure-i-just-got-slammed.html"&gt;slams me&lt;/a&gt;.)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He did give me permission to record and post his audition practice, so here you go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Apparently, I needed more light, but at least the camera is stationary and you don't need to be immune to motion sickness to watch it this time, so there's that...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6d35716ce5eb2d5f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6d35716ce5eb2d5f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331494979%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D215DAB318AADCC79B7F22E0D8CBD52DCEED49F23.7DBF935A4507302C1392F26F6E4BD946E3835006%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6d35716ce5eb2d5f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHrqXZMabxD5t2Cg_9DzbOKBRweA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6d35716ce5eb2d5f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331494979%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D215DAB318AADCC79B7F22E0D8CBD52DCEED49F23.7DBF935A4507302C1392F26F6E4BD946E3835006%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6d35716ce5eb2d5f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHrqXZMabxD5t2Cg_9DzbOKBRweA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-4848081177501811789?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4848081177501811789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=4848081177501811789' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/4848081177501811789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/4848081177501811789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/02/on-stageor-in-family-room-i-guess.html' title='on stage...or, in the family room, i guess'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-907354682981922582</id><published>2010-02-27T22:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T10:21:21.651-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the things he leaves behind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I used to be pretty obsessive about picking up toys.  Well, about making sure all the toys were put away like they were supposed to be put away.  Unfortunately, this is not a trait I have passed along to any of my children.  Jackson has a &lt;a href="http://www.fisher-price.com/fp.aspx?st=2054&amp;amp;e=segment&amp;amp;pcat=lpplaysets"&gt;Little People&lt;/a&gt; garage that came with two little cars and two little people.  Back when it was new, he played with it almost every day.  So every day when he had finished playing with it, I would find the cars and the people and put them with the garage.  One day I couldn't find one of the cars.  I looked all day and couldn't find it...it drove me crazy.  The next day, I opened up one of the cabinets in the kitchen and found the little car inside my set of nesting mixing bowls.  And so it began.  A Hot Wheels car in the pantry.  Some Legos in the laundry hamper.  And so on...and so on.  Now, don't get me wrong.  He will pick up his toys if he's asked.  Sometimes even without crying hysterically.  And not to get all psychoanalytical or anything, but I really do think that he leaves things around as if to make sure we all remember that he lives here too.  (As if we could forget...I mean, seriously, he absolutely has no "inside voice!!")  As the third of four children, sometimes his needs aren't always the first to be addressed.  He has to wait for his apple juice more times than not.  And he gets dragged all over the city to the activities of his older siblings.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I cut him a little slack and I've learned to not obsess over the things he leaves behind.  Or maybe I just don't have the energy to be so crazy-obsessive over toys now.  Either way, I kind of look forward to finding his little surprises.  Like the crusts of his toast &lt;i&gt;every single time&lt;/i&gt; he has toast for breakfast:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0eETre0VtI/AAAAAAAAG2o/gziFT8jvZfk/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0eETre0VtI/AAAAAAAAG2o/gziFT8jvZfk/s400/Picture+001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424449749815416530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0eETre0VtI/AAAAAAAAG2o/gziFT8jvZfk/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Obi Wan Kenobi hiding out in Emily's jacket:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0eETre0VtI/AAAAAAAAG2o/gziFT8jvZfk/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0eETUxmvHI/AAAAAAAAG2g/D9d875TsbdU/s1600-h/Picture+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0eETUxmvHI/AAAAAAAAG2g/D9d875TsbdU/s400/Picture+012.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424449743720201330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the Space Lego dudes, reminding me to refill the napkin holder:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0eETUxmvHI/AAAAAAAAG2g/D9d875TsbdU/s1600-h/Picture+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0eETDt4I-I/AAAAAAAAG2Y/YFzBMxsbwxo/s1600-h/Picture+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0eETDt4I-I/AAAAAAAAG2Y/YFzBMxsbwxo/s400/Picture+013.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424449739141161954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my personal favorite...I guess the Lego Star Wars guy has a problem with gorillas, but it was an amusing scene to find when I came to sit down at the computer one morning after dropping the kids off at school:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0eETDt4I-I/AAAAAAAAG2Y/YFzBMxsbwxo/s1600-h/Picture+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0eESlaPEyI/AAAAAAAAG2Q/bReUHwnDcz0/s1600-h/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0eESlaPEyI/AAAAAAAAG2Q/bReUHwnDcz0/s400/Picture+004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424449731005715234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jack is growing up...against my wishes, I might add.  He's reading now.  Actual books.  And last night he had his first sleepover.  He was so excited...he pulled out his Transformers backpack and we packed it together and then he carried it and his sleeping bag around for almost an hour before it was time to leave.  I don't know what tugged at my heart more...the fact that he was so excited to go and was practically horrified when Doug teasingly suggested he would go to the sleepover with Jack.  Or how disturbingly quiet the house was after he left.  Shortly after Doug left with Jack, Ryan and I were sitting on the couch watching TV. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ryan:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;  Did Jack leave for his sleepover yet?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;  Yep.  Why?  Because it's so quiet?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ryan:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;  Um, no.  Because his Transformers backpack is right over there.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, he's growing up.  But it's nice to know some things aren't going to change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-907354682981922582?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/907354682981922582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=907354682981922582' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/907354682981922582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/907354682981922582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/02/things-he-leaves-behind.html' title='the things he leaves behind'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0eETre0VtI/AAAAAAAAG2o/gziFT8jvZfk/s72-c/Picture+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-5746553838053423443</id><published>2010-02-22T08:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T08:43:08.932-05:00</updated><title type='text'>dinner tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eye of Round Roast from our &lt;a href="http://www.proffittfarms.com/index.html"&gt;favorite local farm&lt;/a&gt;.  The roast is rubbed with a little olive oil and then seasoned with salt and pepper, garlic, onion, and rosemary.  The liquid is beef broth, water, Worcestershire sauce and a dash of &lt;a href="http://www.pickapeppa.com/"&gt;Pickapeppa&lt;/a&gt; Sauce.   Low and slow for about 10 hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S4KNicVww4I/AAAAAAAAG40/theR5ZDde6Q/s1600-h/Picture+146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S4KNicVww4I/AAAAAAAAG40/theR5ZDde6Q/s400/Picture+146.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441066922679518082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll let you know...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Update&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;:  Yum!  The flavors were great, but it was just a little on the dry side.  When I bought the roast at the Farmer's Market, I was told that 10 hours on low in the crock pot would be about right...I think 8 would have done it.  But the pan juices made excellent gravy and I served creamy garlic spinach and whole wheat couscous as sides.  The leftover meat will make excellent BBQ Beef sandwiches later this week!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-5746553838053423443?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/5746553838053423443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=5746553838053423443' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/5746553838053423443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/5746553838053423443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/02/dinner-tonight.html' title='dinner tonight'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S4KNicVww4I/AAAAAAAAG40/theR5ZDde6Q/s72-c/Picture+146.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-4316881917171891910</id><published>2010-02-21T21:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T22:03:05.671-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm pretty sure i just got slammed</title><content type='html'>So. Right.  Teenagers are so much fun.  And not at all damaging to my ego.  Take, for example, the conversation I just had with Ryan.  We were watching The Amazing Race and some sort of pet commercial came on...it may have had dogs or cats or, I don't know, maybe even ferrets or something.  But whatever it was, Ryan and Emily completely jumped on it...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emily&lt;/b&gt;:  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Awww&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ryan&lt;/b&gt;:  See, Mom!  We need a pet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emily&lt;/b&gt;:  Yes, we totally need a pet!  It could be anything...I mean a dog, a cat, a fish, a bird...it could even be a pet rock, Mom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;:  Well, we could have a pet squirrel!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ryan&lt;/b&gt;:  Yes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;:  Of course, it would have to be an outdoor pet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ryan&lt;/b&gt;:  &lt;i&gt;(&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;i&gt;eyeroll&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;)&lt;/i&gt;  Oh, come on...We NEED a dog!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;:  What would you do with a pet? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ryan&lt;/b&gt;:  Um, play with it...I need some company!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;:  There are six people in this house...what do you mean you need some company?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ryan&lt;/b&gt;:  I just really want the company of someone I would like to be around...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;:  ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ryan&lt;/b&gt;:  Oh, I mean, someone other than you, of course...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow.  Really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;And before you take his side and are all like, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Aww&lt;/span&gt;.  Poor thing.  He totally needs a dog!"  This is the part where I say that we used to have a dog.  A beautiful, if not completely gaseous, dog named Belle.  Love her.  But she made Emily look like she had been punched in the eyes (ALLERGIES!).  And then we moved to a 900 sq. ft. condo in Myrtle Beach.  So Belle now leads a wonderfully fabulous life full of people who love her to pieces...and a trombone.  And the last time we saw Belle, Jackson needed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Benedryl&lt;/span&gt; after spending about 3 minutes with her (ALLERGIES!).  So, yeah, dogs are pretty much out of the question for us.   So you can go back to being all...Ugh!  Teenagers!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-4316881917171891910?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4316881917171891910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=4316881917171891910' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/4316881917171891910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/4316881917171891910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-pretty-sure-i-just-got-slammed.html' title='i&apos;m pretty sure i just got slammed'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-818713607937005321</id><published>2010-02-17T16:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T22:13:47.049-05:00</updated><title type='text'>more snow and a tasty treat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;More snow last weekend.  This time it was real snow!  Like, for snowmen, and snow angels, and sledding, and snowball fights!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S3xgy0VTzBI/AAAAAAAAG4s/4gP6WP4gNEY/s1600-h/Picture+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S3xgy0VTzBI/AAAAAAAAG4s/4gP6WP4gNEY/s400/Picture+012.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439328876114463762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S3xgy0VTzBI/AAAAAAAAG4s/4gP6WP4gNEY/s1600-h/Picture+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S3xgyQREL1I/AAAAAAAAG4k/0IHILuSQ8B0/s1600-h/Picture+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S3xgyQREL1I/AAAAAAAAG4k/0IHILuSQ8B0/s400/Picture+018.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439328866432986962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the best part about coming in and warming up with some hot chocolate was also introducing Ainsley to Nutella on graham crackers...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S3xgxyifYSI/AAAAAAAAG4c/3ufSsrVCFUQ/s1600-h/Picture+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S3xgxyifYSI/AAAAAAAAG4c/3ufSsrVCFUQ/s400/Picture+022.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439328858453008674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mmmm...&lt;a href="http://www.nutellausa.com/"&gt;Nutella&lt;/a&gt;.  If you've never had it, I dare you to not try it after seeing these pictures...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S3xgxyifYSI/AAAAAAAAG4c/3ufSsrVCFUQ/s1600-h/Picture+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S3xgxm1ukXI/AAAAAAAAG4U/uDD4KFPe98s/s1600-h/Picture+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S3xgxm1ukXI/AAAAAAAAG4U/uDD4KFPe98s/s400/Picture+023.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439328855312470386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-818713607937005321?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/818713607937005321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=818713607937005321' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/818713607937005321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/818713607937005321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/02/more-snow-and-tasty-treat.html' title='more snow and a tasty treat'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S3xgy0VTzBI/AAAAAAAAG4s/4gP6WP4gNEY/s72-c/Picture+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-5967364861686667686</id><published>2010-02-11T09:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T10:14:27.999-05:00</updated><title type='text'>she has a bit of a cold, but it doesn't stop her from hitting those notes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-5414278972869771559</id><published>2010-02-02T14:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T15:13:16.862-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the great snowstorm of 2010...and a winner.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Friday night was our annual "blizzard!"  I had only heard reports of flurries in our area, and couldn't believe how crowded all the stores were on Friday!  Then I remembered I live in the South.  The first flakes fell around 6:00pm and this is what we woke up to on Saturday morning...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S2h47U2cMiI/AAAAAAAAG4M/NmNzN7v-hBI/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S2h47U2cMiI/AAAAAAAAG4M/NmNzN7v-hBI/s400/Picture+002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433725911027167778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S2h47U2cMiI/AAAAAAAAG4M/NmNzN7v-hBI/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S2h47L52pMI/AAAAAAAAG4E/2jcMQHARh3w/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S2h47L52pMI/AAAAAAAAG4E/2jcMQHARh3w/s400/Picture+001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433725908625564866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S2h47L52pMI/AAAAAAAAG4E/2jcMQHARh3w/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S2h46uNiF0I/AAAAAAAAG38/cuqKs7xPKdc/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S2h46uNiF0I/AAAAAAAAG38/cuqKs7xPKdc/s400/Picture+003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433725900655040322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looks innocent enough, but there was some ice under this dusting...and instead of falling in nice, big flakes, most of this "snow" was actually tiny, little ice pellets.  The temperature never rose above freezing on Saturday and wasn't much warmer on Sunday, so most of this stuff was still around on Monday, resulting in...you guessed it!  A SNOW DAY!  Which was great, because we really needed &lt;i&gt;another&lt;/i&gt; day stuck in the house!  We needed a project...so, we decided to build a sled with our Bendaroos and slide down the back hill while we still had a bit of snow on the ground!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, we didn't really.  We (&lt;i&gt;um, Jack and Emily&lt;/i&gt;) played entirely too much Wii, and we (&lt;i&gt;um, Ryan,  Emily and I&lt;/i&gt;) watched way too many old episodes of Lost.    But that would have been a nice segue way into announcing the contest winner, wouldn't it??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, last week I held my &lt;a href="http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/01/look-what-we-did-and-giveaway.html"&gt;very first giveaway&lt;/a&gt; here on this website.  I had big plans of going to random.org to generate my random number to determine the winner.  But of the 5 comments I received, only 3 of them were actual entries, and of those 3, 2 were in the same household.  So, for whatever reason, most likely because I have cabin fever, I'm going to send Bendaroos to the Q's &lt;b&gt; and&lt;/b&gt; to Owen.  Thanks for playing, guys!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-5414278972869771559?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/5414278972869771559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=5414278972869771559' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/5414278972869771559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/5414278972869771559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/02/great-snowstorm-of-2010and-winner.html' title='the great snowstorm of 2010...and a winner.'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S2h47U2cMiI/AAAAAAAAG4M/NmNzN7v-hBI/s72-c/Picture+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-3923931374154520955</id><published>2010-02-02T13:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T13:55:07.338-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ainsley sings her abc's - the fully clothed edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ainsley has recently adopted a "clothing-optional" attitude.  Meaning, if she knows we are going to be home, she wears only her diaper.  And if I do make her leave the house, like to go pick up the other kids from school, she walks two steps inside the door when we get home and takes her clothes off in either the kitchen or the hallway next to the bathroom.  We've all kind of gotten used to it, and to be honest, I didn't even think of it the first time I had her sit next to me on the couch and sing her ABC's for the webcam on my netbook.  And then I played it back and went, "Crap.  She's naked."  I briefly thought about posting it anyway, because she wasn't really exposing anything the way she was sitting, but thought better of it.  I was hopeful I could get her to sing it again.  It took about a week, but I did...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-86e2dc8fe7fdf264" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D86e2dc8fe7fdf264%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331494979%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D697DBFA803AE8E7710E87EE5832CD4AC10E3BB2D.38BF350747A93AAA09B139681DE336FF8B6EAD89%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D86e2dc8fe7fdf264%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2pyXicIdlPYtYEXRsDi5qK0-jYU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D86e2dc8fe7fdf264%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331494979%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D697DBFA803AE8E7710E87EE5832CD4AC10E3BB2D.38BF350747A93AAA09B139681DE336FF8B6EAD89%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D86e2dc8fe7fdf264%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2pyXicIdlPYtYEXRsDi5qK0-jYU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-3923931374154520955?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/3923931374154520955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=3923931374154520955' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/3923931374154520955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/3923931374154520955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/02/ainsley-sings-her-abcs-fully-clothed.html' title='ainsley sings her abc&apos;s - the fully clothed edition'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-5617628221129231495</id><published>2010-01-25T11:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T11:20:00.914-05:00</updated><title type='text'>look what we did!  and a giveaway...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;When you walk in the door after being away for a couple of hours and the kids say, "Mom, look what we did!" you never really know what you're going to get.  Perhaps they have dumped all of the boxes of crackers in the pantry into a pie dish to make cracker pie.*  Or maybe they decided that your white loveseat needed a splash of color, so they decorated it with blue, orange, purple and black crayon.**  Or maybe they drew a beautiful picture on your window...using string cheese.***  Or an equally beautiful picture on your carpet using markers.****  Or perhaps they decided to decorate their bedroom door with all of the stickers in their new sticker book.*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;* = Ryan&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;** = Emily&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;*** = Jackson&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;**** = Ainsley&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;***** = Jackson and Ainsley&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kids have amazing imaginations, and while most of the time it leads to fantastic results like a truly fascinating story or a gorgeous picture or even the most fun afternoon playing outside, there is always the chance it can end in trying to clean string cheese off of your windows, which honestly, isn't as easy as it sounds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, when Jenny and I came home from running some errands over Christmas vacation to the chorus of &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Look What We Did,"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; from all seven kids, I have to admit I was a little nervous.  I mean, the dads were here, but the crayons on the loveseat?  That happened when Doug was 5 feet away the entire time!  But this was truly the coolest surprise!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you ever heard of &lt;a href="https://www.bendaroos.com/flare/next?tag=os|sm|go|tm"&gt;Bendaroos&lt;/a&gt;?  Go ahead and check them out for a minute...I'll wait...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, pieces of super strong string covered by some kind of wax that can be twisted and shaped into just about anything.  Jackson got a box for Christmas and the kids all got in on the action and had a great time!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what you see when you walk up our stairs:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0d4hpK-owI/AAAAAAAAG2A/olIkXYu-lng/s1600-h/Picture+143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0d4hpK-owI/AAAAAAAAG2A/olIkXYu-lng/s400/Picture+143.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424436795573969666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And right next door to that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0d4hpK-owI/AAAAAAAAG2A/olIkXYu-lng/s1600-h/Picture+143.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0d4hTVFpxI/AAAAAAAAG14/vR4oD4ZoS1o/s1600-h/Picture+144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0d4hTVFpxI/AAAAAAAAG14/vR4oD4ZoS1o/s400/Picture+144.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424436789710792466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jack and Ainsley's door is already covered in stickers, so the kids decided to decorate the inside of their room instead with this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0d4hTVFpxI/AAAAAAAAG14/vR4oD4ZoS1o/s1600-h/Picture+144.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0d4hFmT5HI/AAAAAAAAG1w/HweHJVCN_sQ/s1600-h/Picture+145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0d4hFmT5HI/AAAAAAAAG1w/HweHJVCN_sQ/s400/Picture+145.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424436786024932466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0d4hFmT5HI/AAAAAAAAG1w/HweHJVCN_sQ/s1600-h/Picture+145.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0d3ajgc9wI/AAAAAAAAG1o/yOWbVI8o2nw/s1600-h/Picture+146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0d3ajgc9wI/AAAAAAAAG1o/yOWbVI8o2nw/s400/Picture+146.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424435574282712834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0d3ajgc9wI/AAAAAAAAG1o/yOWbVI8o2nw/s1600-h/Picture+146.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0d3aURKuII/AAAAAAAAG1g/cn93cfnmOdc/s1600-h/Picture+147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0d3aURKuII/AAAAAAAAG1g/cn93cfnmOdc/s400/Picture+147.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424435570192070786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0d3aURKuII/AAAAAAAAG1g/cn93cfnmOdc/s1600-h/Picture+147.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0d3Z7PFhGI/AAAAAAAAG1Y/ZL-VNay8ASU/s1600-h/Picture+149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0d3Z7PFhGI/AAAAAAAAG1Y/ZL-VNay8ASU/s400/Picture+149.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424435563472454754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0d3Z7PFhGI/AAAAAAAAG1Y/ZL-VNay8ASU/s1600-h/Picture+149.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0d3ZlXYxHI/AAAAAAAAG1Q/1fqtdht9tG0/s1600-h/Picture+151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0d3ZlXYxHI/AAAAAAAAG1Q/1fqtdht9tG0/s400/Picture+151.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424435557601690738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my personal favorite...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0d3ZlXYxHI/AAAAAAAAG1Q/1fqtdht9tG0/s1600-h/Picture+151.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0d3ZU5ROrI/AAAAAAAAG1I/JY1OMZsPsyc/s1600-h/Picture+150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0d3ZU5ROrI/AAAAAAAAG1I/JY1OMZsPsyc/s400/Picture+150.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424435553180400306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You cannot get lost upstairs now.   It's been about a month and everything is still up.  Well, except for the decorations in Jack and Ainsley's room, which had to come down because we finally painted the room!  And I feel like we shouldn't be the only ones having all the fun here, so I'm going to give away a box of Bendaroos to one of you!   All you have to do is leave a comment and tell me your favorite "Look what we did!" moment, good or bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Open to U.S. only.  Winner will be chosen at random from all entries received by Sunday, January 31, 2010 at 8:00pm E.S.T.  The prize of one box of Bendaroos (Mega Box - 500 pack) is provided by me, Carrie, Mother of the Crazy...Bendaroos has never heard of me.  I just think you should have some because they're pretty cool!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-5617628221129231495?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/5617628221129231495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=5617628221129231495' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/5617628221129231495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/5617628221129231495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/01/look-what-we-did-and-giveaway.html' title='look what we did!  and a giveaway...'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0d4hpK-owI/AAAAAAAAG2A/olIkXYu-lng/s72-c/Picture+143.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-8660346458286733925</id><published>2010-01-24T14:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T14:31:04.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'>holiday wrap up (a.k.a the post in which i post all of the things about the holidays i told you i would post...finally!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Since January is almost over (how did that happen??), I figure I'd better go ahead and finish this holiday post.  I say, "finish," because I have actually had all of these photos on here, ready to go, for about 3 weeks now.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's start with Thanksgiving...I vaguely remember...Let's see, I think there was turkey...I know there was wine...and the company was fabulous! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0dFSNREuiI/AAAAAAAAG1A/6IRHro9hSqc/s1600-h/Picture+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0dFSNREuiI/AAAAAAAAG1A/6IRHro9hSqc/s400/Picture+039.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424380455292287522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi Holly!  Hi Dean!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0dFSNREuiI/AAAAAAAAG1A/6IRHro9hSqc/s1600-h/Picture+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0dFRlgFg9I/AAAAAAAAG04/ckaYmD87gN4/s1600-h/Picture+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0dFRlgFg9I/AAAAAAAAG04/ckaYmD87gN4/s400/Picture+044.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424380444617835474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi Kids!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most of the food was the same as &lt;a href="http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2008/12/thanksgiving-postmortem.html"&gt;last year&lt;/a&gt;, and instead of a pumpkin pie, I decided on these &lt;a href="http://www.bakerella.com/pumpkin-pie-bites/"&gt;sweet little beauties&lt;/a&gt; from Bakerella.  Actually, Mom made them because I was running a tad behind schedule (shocking, I know!)  and they were wonderful!  The whole holiday was wonderful.  It was so nice to have everyone here.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A couple of weeks after Thanksgiving, we were invited to go on a trip to a Christmas Tree farm to cut down our own tree.  Our neighbors make this trip every year and we were so glad that it worked out for us to go this year.  We had some hotel points, so we decided to drive to Asheville the night before, have dinner at our favorite restaurant, Papa's and Beer,  and be a little closer to the farm.  A couple of days before the trip, we started getting reports that it may snow, so we were even more excited!  And for once, the reports were right!  As we were eating breakfast that morning, it started to snow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0dFRlgFg9I/AAAAAAAAG04/ckaYmD87gN4/s1600-h/Picture+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0dFRXWN17I/AAAAAAAAG0w/QVjc_xMYCPs/s1600-h/Picture+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0dFRXWN17I/AAAAAAAAG0w/QVjc_xMYCPs/s400/Picture+021.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424380440818341810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ainsley couldn't believe the snow was sticking to Jack's hair!!  It snowed the entire ride from the hotel into the mountains, and by the time we arrived at &lt;a href="http://www.sugarplumfarms.com/"&gt;Sugar Plum Farms&lt;/a&gt;, the views were just gorgeous!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0dFRXWN17I/AAAAAAAAG0w/QVjc_xMYCPs/s1600-h/Picture+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0dFRHhrPXI/AAAAAAAAG0o/mYztlmnHZbM/s1600-h/Picture+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0dFRHhrPXI/AAAAAAAAG0o/mYztlmnHZbM/s400/Picture+030.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424380436571438450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ate lunch and then took a ride up the mountain to begin our search for the perfect tree!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0dFRHhrPXI/AAAAAAAAG0o/mYztlmnHZbM/s1600-h/Picture+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0dBypXwLuI/AAAAAAAAG0g/b_LuKzY_s7U/s1600-h/Picture+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0dBypXwLuI/AAAAAAAAG0g/b_LuKzY_s7U/s400/Picture+049.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424376614545796834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0dBypXwLuI/AAAAAAAAG0g/b_LuKzY_s7U/s1600-h/Picture+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0dByFJa2wI/AAAAAAAAG0Y/R56hPUxWG1I/s1600-h/Picture+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0dByFJa2wI/AAAAAAAAG0Y/R56hPUxWG1I/s400/Picture+051.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424376604822002434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ryan and Emily helped us find the best one...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0dByFJa2wI/AAAAAAAAG0Y/R56hPUxWG1I/s1600-h/Picture+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0dBx3micZI/AAAAAAAAG0Q/e9K2WiXGivA/s1600-h/Picture+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0dBx3micZI/AAAAAAAAG0Q/e9K2WiXGivA/s400/Picture+053.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424376601186038162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...and here we all are in front of our tree.  However, the cold had begun to take it's toll on the littles and they were definitely ready to head back to warm up with some hot chocolate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0dBx3micZI/AAAAAAAAG0Q/e9K2WiXGivA/s1600-h/Picture+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0dBxUV8mdI/AAAAAAAAG0I/eh59A13Tp5c/s1600-h/Picture+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0dBxUV8mdI/AAAAAAAAG0I/eh59A13Tp5c/s400/Picture+058.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424376591721208274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was such a fun day!  We had a great time with our friends and we picked out the most perfect tree. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0dBxUV8mdI/AAAAAAAAG0I/eh59A13Tp5c/s1600-h/Picture+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0dBxJIFrVI/AAAAAAAAG0A/iThjEa57yMM/s1600-h/Picture+108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0dBxJIFrVI/AAAAAAAAG0A/iThjEa57yMM/s400/Picture+108.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424376588710292818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We can't wait to go back again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-8660346458286733925?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8660346458286733925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=8660346458286733925' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/8660346458286733925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/8660346458286733925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/01/holiday-wrap-up-aka-post-in-which-i.html' title='holiday wrap up (a.k.a the post in which i post all of the things about the holidays i told you i would post...finally!)'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0dFSNREuiI/AAAAAAAAG1A/6IRHro9hSqc/s72-c/Picture+039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-7584371617670244687</id><published>2010-01-16T17:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T11:42:49.452-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally</title><content type='html'>Hello everybody!  Ryan blogging. About, oh, 2 months ago I said that the winter reading list will come out soon and, well, by soon I meant 2 weeks. But then none of the books I got from the library were really that good. So then I had to go to my own personal library to see if I overlooked anything. I found  about 2 books and that was it. So I made another trip to the library and fond about 3 more. So then I remembered a book I read in the 2nd grade that was pretty good. And then a trip to the school library answered my prayers. I found about 4 more there. So here it is. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Winter Reading List&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&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: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;0. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Holes &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;by Louis Sacher&lt;/b&gt;- Ok, ok i know, this book is pretty used to the praise, but seriously this is a good read! It's really mysterious and as you read it there are a lot of "-GASP- that's how it fits!" moments. If you have trouble getting the book (which I doubt you will), or you become a total freak about the book ( like me) you should rent the movie. It's the ONLY book-made-into-a-movie film that actually pays attention to the book.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;More Bones &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;by Arielle North Olson &amp;amp; Howard Schwartz-&lt;/b&gt; This is basically a collection of scary stories from around the world. You're probably thinking I'm crazy for putting a horror book on here, but this is the only horror book that totally creeped me out. The pictures helped. But for those who can read the scariest book on the planet, filled with blood, screams, and things that go bump in the night, and shrug it off without any goosebumps ( I'm looking at you Ms. Maya Quandt) this is still good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;8.Weslandia &lt;/i&gt;by Paul Fleischman-&lt;/b&gt; This is a picture book. Shocking. I know. But this is surprisingly good. It's about a boy who creates his own civilization ( I'm not kidding. He makes a writing system, a sport, and his own house.) over the summer.  This is pretty good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;7. Reincarnation &lt;/i&gt;by Suzanne Weyn- &lt;/b&gt;I still wonder why I read this book. It's basically these two people back in prehistorical time, man and woman, who fell in love with each other. Then they died like 4 minutes after meeting. Then throughout history the are reincarnated and each time they fall in love again. I'm not one for love stories. But this was pretty good. Enough to be ranked #7.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;6. Pixarpedia &lt;/i&gt;(no author )&lt;/b&gt; - This is a GIANT book on the first ten PIXAR films; Toy Story, A Bugs Life, Toy Story 2, Monsters Inc., Finding Nemo, The Incredibles, Cars, Ratatoullie, WALL-E, and Up. It gives you all the facts, plots, and secrets to PiXAR. Really good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;5. Warrior vs. Warrior &lt;/i&gt;( no author )&lt;i&gt; - &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;A book about the world's past warriors like the gladiators, or the ninjas. It's basically a play by play of who would win if two fought and how they lived. A little violent. But not that much. I'd rate it PG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;4. The Lemonade War &lt;/i&gt;by Jacqueline Davis- &lt;/b&gt;This is a book about a brother and a sister. Brother gets mad at sister.  Sister challenges brother to a contest to see who sells the most lemonade in a week. Soon, chaos reigns. This is really funny and touching. I swear, the brother and sister have a almost twin relationship to me and my sister...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;3. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;You're a bad man, Mr. Gum!&lt;/i&gt; by Andy Stanton- &lt;/b&gt;Mr. Gum is big ole meany pants. He wants to poison a dog that ruins a beautiful garden he keeps. Why does a mean old man keep a garden? Guess. Ok, I'll tell you. If he doesn't, a mean, pretty fairy comes out and whacks him with a frying pan until he fixes the garden. DUH! This is a really funny book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;2. She Said Yes&lt;/i&gt; by Misty Bernall- &lt;/b&gt;Have you heard of Columbine High School? In 1999, two students went on a rampage through the school armed with guns and shot 12 students dead. Cassie Bernall was one of them. When confronted by her killers, she was asked the question "Do you believe in God?" and She said "yes".  This is a memoir of Cassie written by her mother. You know how sometimes in books you might get teary, but not fully crying? While reading this. I sobbed so hard 3 times. I'm tearing up as I write this. If this doesn't touch you, nothing will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;1. Chill &lt;/i&gt;by Allan Peterkin-&lt;/b&gt;  A book about the most crazy thing in the world... Fridge Art. This is a funny book on how to create a really cool refrigerator. Just go ahead and buy it. You'll love it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/7751363774962226073-7584371617670244687?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7584371617670244687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=7584371617670244687' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/7584371617670244687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/7584371617670244687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/01/finally.html' title='Finally'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-525596642524140157</id><published>2010-01-08T20:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T20:56:26.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i would imagine he's rethinking his decision to buy me a netbook for christmas right about now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;While flipping through the guide just now, looking for something to watch...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug&lt;/b&gt;:  Don Cheadle was in a movie in 1987?  What was he, like 10 years old?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;:  Um, I was almost out of high school in 1987!  He's way older than I am!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug&lt;/b&gt;:  He is not!  Besides, you were not almost out of high school.  You were a sophomore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;:  I was a freshman...whatever.  Still he's older than me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;(and so, because I am able to without even getting up, I google "Don Cheadle.")&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;:  He was born in 1964!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug&lt;/b&gt;:  Really?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;:  Yes!  Well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug&lt;/b&gt;:  Well, what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;:  Well, aren't you going to apologize for thinking that I'm older than Don Cheadle??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug&lt;/b&gt;:  It's just that he looks so young!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;:  ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug&lt;/b&gt;:  And so do you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-525596642524140157?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/525596642524140157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=525596642524140157' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/525596642524140157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/525596642524140157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-would-imagine-hes-rethinking-his.html' title='i would imagine he&apos;s rethinking his decision to buy me a netbook for christmas right about now'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-9163395162620945122</id><published>2010-01-08T18:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T18:53:45.078-05:00</updated><title type='text'>snuggled in for movie night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0fFLN-_SwI/AAAAAAAAG3I/NQWGsrnl4Oo/s1600-h/Picture0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0fFLN-_SwI/AAAAAAAAG3I/NQWGsrnl4Oo/s400/Picture0017.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424521072714140418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0fFLN-_SwI/AAAAAAAAG3I/NQWGsrnl4Oo/s1600-h/Picture0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0fFLBigFvI/AAAAAAAAG3A/U6K3EtKmiyM/s1600-h/Picture0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0fFLBigFvI/AAAAAAAAG3A/U6K3EtKmiyM/s400/Picture0018.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424521069373429490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0fFLBigFvI/AAAAAAAAG3A/U6K3EtKmiyM/s1600-h/Picture0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0fFK3Cg6lI/AAAAAAAAG24/GUSXO-qnE4U/s1600-h/Picture0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0fFK3Cg6lI/AAAAAAAAG24/GUSXO-qnE4U/s400/Picture0019.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424521066554911314" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7751363774962226073-9163395162620945122?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/9163395162620945122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=9163395162620945122' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/9163395162620945122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/9163395162620945122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/01/snuggled-in-for-movie-night.html' title='snuggled in for movie night'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0fFLN-_SwI/AAAAAAAAG3I/NQWGsrnl4Oo/s72-c/Picture0017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-3309971678080574971</id><published>2010-01-08T13:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T14:00:16.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'>cheese popcorn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0d_iSSS_LI/AAAAAAAAG2I/rsTEWr8faVc/s1600-h/Picture+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0d_iSSS_LI/AAAAAAAAG2I/rsTEWr8faVc/s400/Picture+008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424444503191911602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you imagine how relieved I was to discover her &lt;i&gt;before&lt;/i&gt; she decided to go sit back on the couch?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-3309971678080574971?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/3309971678080574971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=3309971678080574971' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/3309971678080574971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/3309971678080574971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/01/cheese-popcorn.html' title='cheese popcorn'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0d_iSSS_LI/AAAAAAAAG2I/rsTEWr8faVc/s72-c/Picture+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-1708349320289594895</id><published>2010-01-07T08:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T09:03:27.224-05:00</updated><title type='text'>you might want to get all your driving in now, because it's only three more years until he gets his license</title><content type='html'>There is some utility work being done on the street we take to get to Ryan's school.  They have been working on it for the past couple of afternoons and then they cover up the holes with those giant sheets of metal when they aren't working on it.  This conversation occurred after I drove over the metal.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Um, I don't think you were supposed to drive over that.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Well, where was I supposed to drive?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uh, in the other lane?!  (&lt;b&gt;eyeroll&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh, you mean into the oncoming traffic?  I'm pretty sure that would have resulted in our death.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;(&lt;b&gt;eyeroll&lt;/b&gt;)  I'm just saying that there were some construction workers and cones at the side of the road and I don't think you were supposed to drive there.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Well, I think if I wasn't supposed to drive there, those cones at the side of the road would be blocking my way and not off to the side of the road.  But I guess I'll take your word for it because you're thirteen and I've only been driving for, what, 2o years now?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;(&lt;b&gt;eyeroll&lt;/b&gt;) Whatever.  I'm just saying.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-1708349320289594895?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/1708349320289594895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=1708349320289594895' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/1708349320289594895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/1708349320289594895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-might-want-to-get-all-your-driving.html' title='you might want to get all your driving in now, because it&apos;s only three more years until he gets his license'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-4121116295473322573</id><published>2010-01-06T18:40:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T19:01:42.748-05:00</updated><title type='text'>jackson getting ready for church on christmas eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0UhBnQ66qI/AAAAAAAAGz4/Ody3EkVr5Pg/s1600-h/Picture+127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0UhBnQ66qI/AAAAAAAAGz4/Ody3EkVr5Pg/s400/Picture+127.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423777637841169058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0UhBnQ66qI/AAAAAAAAGz4/Ody3EkVr5Pg/s1600-h/Picture+127.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0UhBGuRZ8I/AAAAAAAAGzw/r-UYbfarnBU/s1600-h/Picture+128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0UhBGuRZ8I/AAAAAAAAGzw/r-UYbfarnBU/s400/Picture+128.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423777629105907650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0UhBGuRZ8I/AAAAAAAAGzw/r-UYbfarnBU/s1600-h/Picture+128.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0UhA9q8L0I/AAAAAAAAGzo/IUpPI6qFPBg/s1600-h/Picture+129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0UhA9q8L0I/AAAAAAAAGzo/IUpPI6qFPBg/s400/Picture+129.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423777626676014914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0UhA9q8L0I/AAAAAAAAGzo/IUpPI6qFPBg/s1600-h/Picture+129.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0UhAvVte4I/AAAAAAAAGzg/WOGLetviJSk/s1600-h/Picture+130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0UhAvVte4I/AAAAAAAAGzg/WOGLetviJSk/s400/Picture+130.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423777622828874626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks, Grammy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-4121116295473322573?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4121116295473322573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=4121116295473322573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/4121116295473322573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/4121116295473322573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/01/jackson-getting-ready-for-church-on.html' title='jackson getting ready for church on christmas eve'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/S0UhBnQ66qI/AAAAAAAAGz4/Ody3EkVr5Pg/s72-c/Picture+127.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-2733740359646638957</id><published>2010-01-04T15:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T15:12:32.117-05:00</updated><title type='text'>we're working on it</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Ainsley: &lt;/b&gt; I want some more chocolate milk!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt; Okay, well I think there is a word you are forgetting to say...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ainsley:&lt;/b&gt;  ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt;  What word should you say when you ask someone for something?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ainsley:&lt;/b&gt;  More!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;i&gt;p&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;l...pl..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ainsley:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt; p&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;l...pl.&lt;/i&gt;.More!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-2733740359646638957?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/2733740359646638957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=2733740359646638957' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/2733740359646638957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/2733740359646638957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/01/were-working-on-it.html' title='we&apos;re working on it'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-608769999293422414</id><published>2010-01-03T16:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T16:39:53.338-05:00</updated><title type='text'>santa claus is comin' to town</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-613f4a18c63f067a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D613f4a18c63f067a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331494979%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D54ABE98E3F1AACC29533282D4028C7EF2D7D9107.7BE8A5864A9018442ED204922223E78C60CEF438%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D613f4a18c63f067a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5VNY01HnyrilKQ5O6ankaYNIngY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D613f4a18c63f067a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331494979%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D54ABE98E3F1AACC29533282D4028C7EF2D7D9107.7BE8A5864A9018442ED204922223E78C60CEF438%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D613f4a18c63f067a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5VNY01HnyrilKQ5O6ankaYNIngY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know it's after Christmas, and in a perfect world I would have posted this before, but well, in my world, sometimes things don't always happen when they are supposed to.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This video was shot a couple of weeks before Christmas and I have to say, she's gotten much better.  I really should take some video of her singing it now that she knows ALL the words and doesn't run some of them together so that it sounds like she's singing a word that has absolutely no business being in this song.  I think you'll understand after you watch, and I'll just apologize in advance.  I try to keep this a family-friendly site for all of my younger readers (Hi Owen!  Hi Maya!  Hi Megan!  Hi Gavin!  Hi Jenna! Hi Hayden!)  She's really not saying what it sounds like she's saying.  Anyway, I figured that even though it's after Christmas, I still have this song running through my head and there is no good reason you shouldn't too!  Merry Christmas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-608769999293422414?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/608769999293422414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=608769999293422414' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/608769999293422414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/608769999293422414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2010/01/santa-claus-is-comin-to-town.html' title='santa claus is comin&apos; to town'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-6098056461784755516</id><published>2009-12-21T10:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T11:43:30.897-05:00</updated><title type='text'>for your listening pleasure</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4548b4adcbf608fc" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4548b4adcbf608fc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331494979%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D20ABA75E68F2862773632A2411DBC78A7412E927.2C97E87702FFBEC049AC338E0C7180033DFC0B22%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4548b4adcbf608fc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvrYlA-ReRrkYmlKQDCQbiK8I2_8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4548b4adcbf608fc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331494979%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D20ABA75E68F2862773632A2411DBC78A7412E927.2C97E87702FFBEC049AC338E0C7180033DFC0B22%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4548b4adcbf608fc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvrYlA-ReRrkYmlKQDCQbiK8I2_8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ryan's Christmas Concert&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We didn't have the tripod with us, so you may want to just listen, especially if you are prone to motion sickness.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-6098056461784755516?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/6098056461784755516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=6098056461784755516' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/6098056461784755516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/6098056461784755516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2009/12/for-your-listening-pleasure.html' title='for your listening pleasure'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-6677483030569071198</id><published>2009-12-21T10:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T10:47:04.525-05:00</updated><title type='text'>for those of you hoping to see a photo of ainsley with santa claus, this will have to do</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/Sy-V0e_Nt_I/AAAAAAAAGzA/k-fsXtgBGcY/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/Sy-V0e_Nt_I/AAAAAAAAGzA/k-fsXtgBGcY/s400/Picture+003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417713605653936114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She completely freaked out when she saw the box that contains our big, dancing Santa, and she wouldn't go near the Santa house at the tree farm.  She even got a little clingy at Ryan's band concert because there was a man sitting close to us with a white beard who was wearing a red shirt and a Santa hat.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ironically, her very favorite song to sing is "Santa Claus is Comin' to Town!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-6677483030569071198?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/6677483030569071198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=6677483030569071198' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/6677483030569071198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/6677483030569071198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2009/12/for-those-of-you-hoping-to-see-photo-of.html' title='for those of you hoping to see a photo of ainsley with santa claus, this will have to do'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/Sy-V0e_Nt_I/AAAAAAAAGzA/k-fsXtgBGcY/s72-c/Picture+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-7038341775344243342</id><published>2009-12-07T19:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T20:05:53.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>on the plus side, he does give me a lot of blog material</title><content type='html'>Last weekend, we took a trip to the mountains to pick out our Christmas tree (post forthcoming).  We had some hotel points at our disposal, so we decided to spend the night in Asheville and meet the rest of the group at the tree farm on Saturday.  I asked Ryan and Emily to put their things on my bed before they left for school on Friday morning because I was going to pack everything so we could leave as soon as school was out.  And this is what my teenager packed.  For an overnight trip.  To the mountains.  Where it was supposed to snow.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 pair long pants&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 long sleeved shirt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 short sleeved shirts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 pairs of underwear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;no socks&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;no pj's&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;no toothbrush, toothpaste, contact lens case, glasses&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;____________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I had to take Emily, Jackson and Ainsley to the dentist.  Our appointment was at 4:00pm and so I needed Ryan to hurry out to the carpool line so I could pick him up and still have enough time to make it to the appointment.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me:  So, please hurry as fast as you can to the car.  I'm going early, so I'll already be waiting.  Just come straight out to the car as quickly as you possibly can, okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ryan:  Okay.  I mean, I'll try to go fast.  But just so you know, I'm going to be very irritated if I go as fast as I can, possibly tripping over people, running and carrying my heavy bag and clarinet and then we drive to the dentist and are, like, 10 minutes early to the appointment or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: ...  ...  ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ryan: ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me:  Okay, son.  Tell you what.  You do your best getting to the car, and I'll do my best making sure I don't inconvenience you in any way, like not picking you up at all and making you walk home.  Deal?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ryan: ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me:  That's what I thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-7038341775344243342?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7038341775344243342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=7038341775344243342' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/7038341775344243342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/7038341775344243342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2009/12/on-plus-side-he-does-give-me-lot-of.html' title='on the plus side, he does give me a lot of blog material'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-3142372013038842764</id><published>2009-12-04T15:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T15:34:58.447-05:00</updated><title type='text'>keeping the peace in these here parts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay...I have to give him an A+ for imagination...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SxgfQ54aWLI/AAAAAAAAGyg/ld-zt01rszc/s1600-h/Picture+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SxgfQ54aWLI/AAAAAAAAGyg/ld-zt01rszc/s400/Picture+009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411109327561447602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While it may look to you like he's wearing a pair of shorts on his head, pj's, and rain boots, this is how Jack dresses up to be The Sheriff!  The shorts are his cowboy hat, the pj's are his "sheriff clothes," and the boots are his cowboy boots.  You may also see his badge at the top of his shirt, which is a large coin he brought home from the treasure box at school and is secured to his shirt with a paper clip.  And, of course, the Star Wars blaster completes the look.  Well, actually, his facial expression is really what completes the look.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rest easy, family.  There's a new Sheriff in town.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-3142372013038842764?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/3142372013038842764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=3142372013038842764' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/3142372013038842764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/3142372013038842764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2009/12/keeping-peace-in-these-here-parts.html' title='keeping the peace in these here parts'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SxgfQ54aWLI/AAAAAAAAGyg/ld-zt01rszc/s72-c/Picture+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-3982286837264385679</id><published>2009-12-04T09:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T09:16:04.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>trying to explain a power outage to a two-year-old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Mama, can I watch Yo Gabba Gabba?"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Not right now, the TV isn't working."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"It works!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Well, it doesn't right now because the power went out.  We don't have any power right now."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"We have power!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"We don't right now."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"But the candles are working."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Yes, the candles are working, but that's different.  That's not the power.  See?  The lights aren't working and the TV isn't working because we don't have power.  But we will soon.  And then the lights will work and the TV will work."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Oooohhhh.  Okay.  Mama?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Yes, angelfish?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Can I watch Charlie Brown?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-3982286837264385679?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/3982286837264385679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=3982286837264385679' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/3982286837264385679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/3982286837264385679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2009/12/trying-to-explain-power-outage-to-two.html' title='trying to explain a power outage to a two-year-old'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-7799076459025946927</id><published>2009-12-03T12:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T12:42:04.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the jackson dictionary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jackson's homework for yesterday was to count to 30 using pennies.   When he had finished, he asked, "Mom, now can I keep all of these &lt;i&gt;golden monies&lt;/i&gt;?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"You mean pennies?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Well, I just call them golden monies."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-7799076459025946927?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7799076459025946927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=7799076459025946927' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/7799076459025946927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/7799076459025946927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2009/12/jackson-dictionary.html' title='the jackson dictionary'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-410162417447637492</id><published>2009-12-03T12:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T12:21:10.389-05:00</updated><title type='text'>coca-cola chapstick</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SxfyhFaqCVI/AAAAAAAAGyA/HkkP3p3hOGA/s1600-h/Picture+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SxfyhFaqCVI/AAAAAAAAGyA/HkkP3p3hOGA/s400/Picture+109.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411060127512529234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SxfyhkaVcLI/AAAAAAAAGyI/21BOV23Sr24/s400/Picture+110.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411060135832678578" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-410162417447637492?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/410162417447637492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=410162417447637492' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/410162417447637492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/410162417447637492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2009/12/coca-cola-chapstick.html' title='coca-cola chapstick'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SxfyhFaqCVI/AAAAAAAAGyA/HkkP3p3hOGA/s72-c/Picture+109.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-7122281418523624881</id><published>2009-11-26T18:05:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T14:07:21.097-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday #13</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SxatYyNnYnI/AAAAAAAAGxY/Lp-g_iQ1sxs/s1600-h/Picture+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410702643639575154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SxatYyNnYnI/AAAAAAAAGxY/Lp-g_iQ1sxs/s400/Picture+046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello Everybody! Teenager boy here. You know, the one whose mom has been moaning " Oh, no a Teenager!" on her facebook account? I am here to blog about my birthday and my presents. And yes, there was a Snuggie involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It all started at about 7:00 on October 23, 2009. I woke up, thinking &lt;i&gt;Wow, in 9 hours, I'm a teenager.&lt;/i&gt; Before I went to bed that night I expected to have some sort of deep revelation of myself, some sentimental memories, and some flashbacks of my preschool years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nope, just a typical, ordinary Friday morning, except it was my birthday. I went downstairs and found a box of Krispy-Kreme doughnuts with my name on them. Emily was already downstairs and as her own little birthday gift, she let me turn on the kitchen lights! I know, you're thinking &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;What??&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal" class="Apple-style-span"&gt; , but my sister prefers it very dark in the morning. Don't ask me HOW she makes herself breakfast, but hey, everybody has their quirks. Anyway, after my doughnuts, I headed off to school and my friends wished me a happy birthday. Other then that, my day STUNK. In gym, we were doing badminton and I could not serve the ball or hit it &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; I got run over by some rowdy jocks. Joy. So then my demon math teacher ( when I say demon, I'm not kidding. There's a rumor going around she's a vampire. ) assigned us 5 pages of homework, &lt;i&gt;over the weekend! &lt;/i&gt;Then my science teacher gave the class a big lecture on respect and responsibility. But then I got home, where my grandparents were waiting, and even got to open some of my presents! Then we went to Emily's scrimmage soccer game, and then back home. At home we had my favorite dinner ( Sloppy Joes with coleslaw, and mozzarella sticks ). Then came present time. 13 presents for a 13 year old. I got:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;1. 1 package A AA batteries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;New headphones for my Ipod that actually stay in my ear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. A new reading light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. 5 pens and 1 pencil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. &lt;i&gt;The Mummy &lt;/i&gt;on Blu-Ray&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. A jar shaped like a skull ( comical and Decor for Halloween )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. &lt;i&gt;The Hidden Magic of Walt Disney World &lt;/i&gt;by Susan Veness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. New slippers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. New pajama pants&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. 2 bags of Lindor Truffles ( Best Chocolate on Earth) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. A Shower kit complete with a body puff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. A Brain Teaser game for Nintendo DS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. and 1 Blue fleece, Adult sized Snuggie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SxatZKKyLwI/AAAAAAAAGxg/7sqRGI89M7U/s1600-h/Picture+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410702650070150914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SxatZKKyLwI/AAAAAAAAGxg/7sqRGI89M7U/s400/Picture+092.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SxatZm_vOkI/AAAAAAAAGxo/TSt-lcnXfks/s1600-h/Picture+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 268px; HEIGHT: 402px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410702657808448066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SxatZm_vOkI/AAAAAAAAGxo/TSt-lcnXfks/s400/Picture+096.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then some other presents:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14.&lt;i&gt; Diary of a Wimpy Kid 4: Dog Days &lt;/i&gt;by Jeff Kinney&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. 2 Composition notebooks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. and a couple of cool cards and checks averaging around $30 each&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So then I realize that with my box-tops contest winnings( $100) plus birthday cash ( $100) I could afford an iPod touch which was the first thing I wanted for my birthday. So mom asks me I have enough for it, I said yes and mom said to go upstairs and get my money so we can order it tonight. I was pretty excited about that, but even MORE excited when I came downstairs with my money to find mom and dad already purchased one and gave it to me the second I handed over the money, already fully charged and ready to play with. And then The Best Birthday Cake I've ever had the pleasure of digging into. So in summary:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SxataDjqS4I/AAAAAAAAGx4/MU_sbDmCm4M/s1600-h/Picture+118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410702665475312514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SxataDjqS4I/AAAAAAAAGx4/MU_sbDmCm4M/s400/Picture+118.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;16 awesome gifts + 1 Ipod touch + 1 super cool cake = 1 really happy birthday boy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SxatZxIDalI/AAAAAAAAGxw/B0TR1MQgQo8/s1600-h/Picture+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410702660527680082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SxatZxIDalI/AAAAAAAAGxw/B0TR1MQgQo8/s400/Picture+105.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-7122281418523624881?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7122281418523624881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=7122281418523624881' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/7122281418523624881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/7122281418523624881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2009/11/birthday-13.html' title='Birthday #13'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SxatYyNnYnI/AAAAAAAAGxY/Lp-g_iQ1sxs/s72-c/Picture+046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-3199744339891492756</id><published>2009-11-16T10:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T10:48:15.147-05:00</updated><title type='text'>beautiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SwFzBAbAh-I/AAAAAAAAGww/12eeH1A1d2g/s1600/Picture+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SwFzBAbAh-I/AAAAAAAAGww/12eeH1A1d2g/s400/Picture+009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404727488951650274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SwFzBAbAh-I/AAAAAAAAGww/12eeH1A1d2g/s1600/Picture+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Toes, painted by Mommy - Cover Girl Boundless Color in Fuchsia Girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SwFzA7Q8TzI/AAAAAAAAGwo/y54fnIgmkE4/s1600/Picture+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SwFzA7Q8TzI/AAAAAAAAGwo/y54fnIgmkE4/s400/Picture+007.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404727487567253298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fingers, painted by Ainsley - Elmer's Disney Princess Stamp &amp;amp; Paintbrush Markers in Cinderella Blue and Jasmine Purple with just a hint of Ariel Green&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-3199744339891492756?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/3199744339891492756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=3199744339891492756' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/3199744339891492756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/3199744339891492756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2009/11/beautiful.html' title='beautiful'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SwFzBAbAh-I/AAAAAAAAGww/12eeH1A1d2g/s72-c/Picture+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-6211908985479073729</id><published>2009-11-16T09:20:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T16:30:33.498-05:00</updated><title type='text'>if he asks next saturday, i think i'll keep my mouth shut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This past weekend was supposed to be our last soccer event of the season...a tournament in Greensboro, NC.  But last Monday we received word that one of the other teams had pulled out, leaving only our team and one other.  Not exactly the season ending tournament we were looking for.  So our team decided not to go, which left us in an unfamiliar situation.  An entire weekend with absolutely no plans whatsoever!   First on the agenda was resuming Pizza-Movie night, which we had to abandon several months ago to accommodate Friday night soccer practices.  We woke up on Saturday morning to the sun shining and the birds chirping and the air crisp, but not cold ...and we were still plan-less.  Doug looked at me and asked, "Well, what should we do today?"  And knowing it was supposed to be a gorgeous weekend, and probably one of the last of the season, I replied, "Well, we could repaint the shutters..." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, don't get me wrong...it's not that I really &lt;i&gt;wanted&lt;/i&gt; to paint the shutters.  It's just that we've been talking about painting the shutters since we moved into this house.  And every year when we get the letter from the Homeowner's Association detailing things we can do to keep up our curb appeal, like giving our shutters a fresh coat of paint, I know the letter goes to everyone on the street, but I always feel like they are really talking about us!   And after we (and by we, I mean Doug) got the garage cleaned out last weekend, I felt like we could be on a roll here...tackling projects left and right!  And besides, it's not like it is a really huge project...just 10 shutters to take down, clean, paint and put back up!   So, yes, I suggested it and Doug jumped on it.  Within minutes he was up and off to Home Depot for the paint and a scrub brush.    As soon as he got home, we got down the ladder and he started up with his screwdriver to take the shutters down.  And after he removed one screw, he remembered how much he really hates to be on a ladder.  I'd kind of forgotten about that part.   Doug doesn't do ladders.    But I wasn't going to let that stop us!   I told him he was just going to have to man-up and get it done.  No, I didn't really.  I told him I'd be happy to get up there and take the shutters down.  He seemed very reluctant to let me, but hey, I haven't been playing those balance games on the Wii Fit for nothing!  And I know you probably don't believe me, but yes, I did get up on that ladder, I took down every shutter and after Doug and Emily cleaned and painted them, I got back on that ladder and hung them back up.  And you know what?  It was actually kind of fun.  It's not very often that I get to get up on ladders and wield power tools (the drill to put the shutters back up) and while it's not like I want to quit my day job and become a contractor or anything (&lt;i&gt;STOP LAUGHING)&lt;/i&gt;, it was kind of empowering for me to find out I can do things like that if the need arises.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really wish I had taken a "before" picture of the house...but I did manage to take a "before" and "after" of the shutters:  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SwFixk5fUrI/AAAAAAAAGwg/8UgA-82De38/s1600/Picture+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SwFixk5fUrI/AAAAAAAAGwg/8UgA-82De38/s400/Picture+010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404709631679222450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then I remembered I did have a picture of the house.  This is from September 2007, right after we moved in...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SwFixk5fUrI/AAAAAAAAGwg/8UgA-82De38/s1600/Picture+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SwFixZPAwtI/AAAAAAAAGwY/Xo4rFL1i_Xk/s1600/IMG_1696.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SwFixZPAwtI/AAAAAAAAGwY/Xo4rFL1i_Xk/s400/IMG_1696.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404709628548268754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SwFixZPAwtI/AAAAAAAAGwY/Xo4rFL1i_Xk/s1600/IMG_1696.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here is the house now:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SwFixFm9HhI/AAAAAAAAGwQ/KdkehwAEuTM/s1600/Picture+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SwFixFm9HhI/AAAAAAAAGwQ/KdkehwAEuTM/s400/Picture+014.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404709623279984146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not bad, eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-6211908985479073729?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/6211908985479073729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=6211908985479073729' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/6211908985479073729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/6211908985479073729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2009/11/if-he-asks-next-saturday-i-think-ill.html' title='if he asks next saturday, i think i&apos;ll keep my mouth shut'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SwFixk5fUrI/AAAAAAAAGwg/8UgA-82De38/s72-c/Picture+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-6879366059911921964</id><published>2009-11-12T19:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T20:57:00.984-05:00</updated><title type='text'>for those of you needing your jackson fix</title><content type='html'>We had Jack's first school conference just before Halloween.  Turns out his teacher thinks he's very sweet and a lot of fun!  Quite the social butterfly...friends with everyone!  I know...you're shocked, right??  Anyway, she told us that report cards would be going out this week and after Jack got in the car and buckled his seat belt this afternoon, he piped up from the backseat, "Mom, guess what?  I got my first credit card!!"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;And the Grandmas will get a kick out of this one...as will anyone else who has had the pleasure of sharing sleeping space with Jackson...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ainsley now sleeps in a toddler bed...that is to say we took the front off of her convertible crib, so now she can get in and out of bed by herself.   We have had a few issues at nap time (meaning she hasn't taken a nap since she's been able to get in and out by herself), but we have had no problems at all at bed time.  Which is why I was surprised the other night when Emily came downstairs after I had tucked the littles into bed and said, "Um, Mom?  I think we have a problem."  Turns out, Ainsley decided she was going to sleep with Jackson, except Jackson was less than thrilled about it.  Honestly, I was a little surprised, since he loves to snuggle with her and has even climbed into her bed on occasion.  I said, "Jack, you don't want Ainsley to sleep with you?  Why not?"  And he replied, "Ugh, she takes up too much room and she's in my space!  And she kicks!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, my friends, that is the pot calling the kettle black...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-6879366059911921964?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/6879366059911921964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=6879366059911921964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/6879366059911921964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/6879366059911921964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2009/11/for-those-of-you-needing-your-jackson.html' title='for those of you needing your jackson fix'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-1972816158701129096</id><published>2009-11-10T20:25:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T20:32:58.379-05:00</updated><title type='text'>because sometimes love is a choice</title><content type='html'>"You didn't bring the mail in, did you?"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"No...why? You didn't get the mail today?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"No."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Seriously?  I mean, I know you said you didn't do anything today, but really?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"No, I said I didn't do anything &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;except write a new blog post&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.  Besides, you know I don't do rain."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Later, after dinner...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"So, you're going to clean up, right?  And then take the kids up for a bath?  And while they are in the bath you're going to fold the laundry?"  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Seriously...what did you do today??"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-1972816158701129096?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/1972816158701129096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=1972816158701129096' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/1972816158701129096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/1972816158701129096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2009/11/because-sometimes-love-is-choice.html' title='because sometimes love is a choice'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-458744793676936378</id><published>2009-11-10T12:33:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T16:20:12.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'>this one's for you, maya quandt!</title><content type='html'>Wow!  You're still here?  I know, you probably thought I forgot that I had this little blog, right?  I can assure you that I didn't forget.  It's just that, well, October kind of swallowed me whole.  I knew it was going to be a busy month, full of an out-of-town soccer tournament and loads and loads of soccer practices and soccer games and acting classes and school conferences and visitors and birthdays!  I mean, I knew in my head that it was going to be crazy, but I had no idea how crazy.  Kind of like how when we found out we were expecting Ainsley...we knew things were going to be nuts with 4 kids, but honestly, we had &lt;i&gt;NO IDEA&lt;/i&gt;!  And I wanted to write, to share with you the exciting stuff that was going on here but then Doug wanted to upgrade the computer with a new hard drive.  And when he was finished the computer was faster and quieter, but I couldn't find my pictures.  And then I found my pictures, but my photo uploader was gone, and I had about 100 pictures on my camera.  I mean, there were blog posts just waiting to happen, but I couldn't possibly write them without my pictures.  So, I finally figured out how to upload the pictures, but then too much time had passed.  And the thought of posting something seemed daunting, not fun and exciting.  And then I thought, &lt;i&gt;well, maybe everyone else is super busy too and they don't even realize I haven't posted anything for months.   &lt;/i&gt;And then I got the text.  The angry text.  In all caps.  &lt;b&gt;UPDATE YOUR BLOG!&lt;/b&gt;  So here I am.  Updating my blog.  And here are the highlights of what you may have missed while I've been away:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;1.)  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The entire soccer season! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Man, it was a good one!  Remember the Fury team from last fall that only won 1 game all season?  Well, I barely do thanks to the Fury team of this season!  Emily and her teammates went 7 - 0 - 1 this fall!  First place in their division!  It was so much fun to watch.  The girls really play well together and when they bring it, there's no stopping them!  We have a bit of a break now...no practices until after the holidays.  Our spring season should be fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the Greyhounds had a great season too!  I'll admit it was a bit dicey at first.  Jackson appeared to be more interested in karate-chopping the opposing team instead of focusing on the ball.  And while most of the time he still seems content to just run with the pack, he did manage to break away and score a couple of goals.   He even seems excited to play again in the spring!  And I'm glad he's playing in the spring...it will give me a chance to take pictures of him playing, since I didn't seem to take any this fall.   Please don't judge...he's #3 of 4...he's kind of lucky we remember to feed him... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;2.)  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;There is a teenager in the house.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know, right?  When did that happen?  It's still a bit surreal to me.  Yes, I realize he's a great kid.  Not likely to give us much trouble.  But he's still a teenager, with the hormones and the angst and well, I'm sorry.   I just can't talk about it anymore.  Except to say that I will be devoting an entire post to the celebration.  It was fun.  There was even a Snuggie involved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;3.)  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;School is AWESOME.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All three of the kids are having a great year so far.  Jackson really likes his teacher, especially the fact that she rides a motorcycle to school on sunny days!  He's up to about 25 words he can read, which is quite amazing given the fact that at the beginning of the year, Ainsley could say the alphabet better than he could.  He's working hard and soaking everything up and having a blast.  Emily is enjoying her first year in the Talent Development program.  She's being challenged, loves her teacher and is making new friends in her new school.  Ryan loves his new school too.  He's reconnected with some old friends and made some new ones.  I think his favorite class is his Musical Theater class, which comes as no surprise to me, but he's really doing well in all his classes and seems to like this school better than the one he attended last year.  Not that I want to say I told him so or anything.  Oh, who am I kidding...of course that's exactly what I want to say!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;4.)  The death of a loved one.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;R.I.P. Summit.  You will be missed.  But only for about another day or two.  Because Doug is totally in love with his new Kia Forte.  The fact that it starts every time would have been enough, but the fact that it has Bluetooth, a sunroof, Sirius satellite radio AND he can plug in his iPod???  He's on Cloud 9!  Within 24 hours after buying it, he had purchased  the new hanging shelves for the garage and it only took a day for him to install those shelves and completely clean out the garage so that both cars can be parked there.   If only all projects around here were tackled with such gusto...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;5.) Other helpful information...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You will not even be able to have a conversation with Ainsley unless you are well versed in the subjects of &lt;a href="http://www.nickjr.com/yo-gabba-gabba/"&gt;Yo Gabba Gabba&lt;/a&gt;, Cinderella, The Little Mermaid and A Charlie Brown Christmas.  It will also be to your advantage if repetition doesn't make your head explode.  On the plus side, she's really cute when she sings "Hark! The Herald Angels Sing!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;6.)  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The 2 year anniversary of this blog.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On November 6, 2007, I started this blog with a post about Marie Osmond.  The kids spent some time yesterday going through the archives.  &lt;a href="http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2009/03/go-aheadtry-not-to-laugh.html"&gt;This post&lt;/a&gt; started out funny, but Emily said, "I don't think I can watch two minutes of this."    &lt;a href="http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2008/03/handy-household-tips.html"&gt;This one&lt;/a&gt; is one of my personal favorites.   &lt;a href="http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2008/04/omg.html"&gt;This one&lt;/a&gt; had Ryan cracking up, practically rolling on the floor!  And I think &lt;a href="http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2008/11/shes-got-spirit.html"&gt;this is one&lt;/a&gt; of Doug's favorites.  How about you?  What are your favorites?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got some fun things planned for this blog.   Nothing too drastic, just a few changes here and there.  Probably some more posts about food, some product reviews, my life list and even giveaways!  Thanks for being patient while I figure out how to make this fun for me again.  And as for you not-so-patient ones? (Yes, I'm looking at you, Maya!!)  Thanks for giving me the kick in the pants I needed to start writing again!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-458744793676936378?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/458744793676936378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=458744793676936378' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/458744793676936378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/458744793676936378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-ones-for-you-maya-quandt.html' title='this one&apos;s for you, maya quandt!'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-2298260660100098590</id><published>2009-11-07T18:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T20:26:50.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ryan Miller Book Awards</title><content type='html'>Hello Everybody! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First off,  I would like to thank everybody who contributed to my box tops contest! You really helped and I won the second prize of 100 dollars.  That and some birthday money and POOF! I have myself a brandspankin' new ( well I wouldn't say new, it was refurbished) 16 gigabyte iPod Touch. Thanks so much!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Secondly, I have gotten some requests to do a new book list. I really want to but somehow, I can't seem to get any good new reads yet. ( Shocking, I know) Don't worry, I'm requesting some new ( hopefully good ) reads from the library. So in the mean time, I'm doing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;*The First Annual Ryan Miller Book Awards*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;The awards that go to anything readable, interesting, and cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Without further ado, Here are the winners!!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fantasy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;1st: &lt;i&gt;The Percy Jackson &amp;amp; the Olympians&lt;/i&gt; series by Rick Riordan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;2nd: The&lt;i&gt; Twilight &lt;/i&gt;Saga by Stephenie Meyer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;3rd: &lt;i&gt;The Candy Shop War&lt;/i&gt; by Brandon Mull&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Suspense&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;1st:&lt;i&gt; The 39 Clues series&lt;/i&gt; by Multiple Authors &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;2nd: &lt;i&gt;On the Run&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; series &lt;/i&gt;by Gordan Korman &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;3rd: &lt;i&gt;Island&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;series&lt;/i&gt; by Gordan Korman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Humor&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;1st: &lt;i&gt;Diary Of a Wimpy Kid b&lt;/i&gt;y Jeff Kinney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;2nd: &lt;i&gt;Tales of a Forth Grade Nothing &lt;/i&gt;by Judy Blume&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;3rd: &lt;i&gt;Soupy Saturdays with the Pain and the Great One&lt;/i&gt; by Judy Blume&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Short Story&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;1st: &lt;i&gt;The Cask of Amontillado &lt;/i&gt;by Edgar Allan Poe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;2nd: &lt;i&gt;The Twits&lt;/i&gt; by Roald Dahl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;3rd: &lt;i&gt;All Summer in a Day &lt;/i&gt;by Ray Bradbury&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fiction&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;1st: &lt;i&gt;Regarding the...&lt;/i&gt; series by Kate Klise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;2nd: &lt;i&gt;Bridge to Terabithia &lt;/i&gt;by Kathleen Paterson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;3rd: &lt;i&gt;Holes&lt;/i&gt; by Louis Sacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Non-Fiction&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;1st: &lt;i&gt;The Hidden Magic of Walt Disney World &lt;/i&gt;by Susan Vanness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;2nd:&lt;i&gt; Explorers Wanted: The Jungle  &lt;/i&gt;by Simon Chapman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;3rd: Greek Mythology by Greek Philosophers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Well those are the awards. Trust me, Some of those were really close. For instance, &lt;i&gt;The Curious Case of Benjamin Button&lt;/i&gt; almost replaced &lt;i&gt;All Summer in a Day&lt;/i&gt;. But &lt;i&gt;Curious &lt;/i&gt;sort of dragged along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Pretty soon I'll have enough books to compile another reading list. Until then, keep reading!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-2298260660100098590?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/2298260660100098590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=2298260660100098590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/2298260660100098590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/2298260660100098590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2009/11/ryan-miller-bokk-awards_07.html' title='The Ryan Miller Book Awards'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-7902078192988090529</id><published>2009-09-27T15:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T15:27:07.137-04:00</updated><title type='text'>musical theater</title><content type='html'>One of Ryan's classes this year is Musical Theater, which he's pretty excited about.  In class, they have been starting to learn the music to this year's production of &lt;i&gt;Thoroughly Modern Millie.  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Well, I'm officially a Soprano!" he said when I picked him up from school one day last week. "But I'm pretty sure that's only because I haven't gotten my "man-voice" yet."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-7902078192988090529?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7902078192988090529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=7902078192988090529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/7902078192988090529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/7902078192988090529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2009/09/musical-theater.html' title='musical theater'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-2003764379329729408</id><published>2009-09-07T09:56:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T10:44:24.477-04:00</updated><title type='text'>how the crock pot saves me on soccer nights, part 1 - pot roast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Welcome to the first of a series of posts about how my crock pot saves me on soccer nights!  Jackson and Emily have soccer practice on the same nights, two nights a week.  One of those nights is Friday, so we usually end up ordering pizza or picking up something, but the other night is earlier in the week, and if I don't plan ahead, we end up eating very late and getting everyone to bed very late.  Know what's worse than the over-tired "But I'm not tired!" screaming meltdown right before bed?  The "I don't want to go to school!" screaming meltdown in the morning!  And if we are late to eat and late to bed, we usually get both!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, Pot Roast!!  I know...it's a little early in the season for something as hearty as a pot roast, but our grocery store had a special on the meat, and soccer season is in full swing, so what's a girl to do??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What cut of meat?  I use either chuck roast or rump roast...and I think this particular day I used a chuck roast.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To brown or not to brown?  I have made it both ways, and the difference in the final result was so minimal that I normally do not brown!  Because really?  That's just one more pan to scrub and we're trying to keep things simple, right?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for all the other stuff...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Usually I season the meat and let it sit while I chop up all the veggies.  I have used dry onion soup mix, but if you don't have any of that on hand, you can also use a good grill seasoning.  (I like McCormick's Spicy Montreal Steak seasoning, which I almost always have for burgers, steaks and the homemade sloppy joes I sometimes make...ooh, I wonder how that would be in the crock pot??)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the veggies, I use whatever I happen to have, which is usually a mix of potatoes, carrots, onions, garlic and celery.  This week I happened to have some mushrooms so I added those as well.  I toss everything into a bowl and drizzle with olive oil and sprinkle with salt and pepper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next comes putting it all together...first, put some of the veggies in the crock pot, set the seasoned roast on top and then add the rest of the veggies all around.  You'll also need a bit of liquid, about a cup or so.  I've used beef broth, water, wine and, on this day, I used beer.  Again, whatever you have on hand.  They are all great!  (Although my personal favorite is beer!)  If you felt like adding any other herbs (thyme and parsley for me), this would be a good time to sprinkle them on top.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SqUU4GAjoUI/AAAAAAAAGvs/_6-GGkRo7Zc/s1600-h/IMG_4840.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SqUU4GAjoUI/AAAAAAAAGvs/_6-GGkRo7Zc/s400/IMG_4840.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378728283882103106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's get a closer look...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SqUU4GAjoUI/AAAAAAAAGvs/_6-GGkRo7Zc/s1600-h/IMG_4840.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SqUU3o1GduI/AAAAAAAAGvk/OLYhKf-15HE/s1600-h/IMG_4842.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SqUU3o1GduI/AAAAAAAAGvk/OLYhKf-15HE/s400/IMG_4842.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378728276049426146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mmmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just set it on low for 6-8 hours and you have dinner!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I usually eat just the veggies with just a small serving of the roast the first night.  They are my favorite part and no one in the house likes to eat them as leftovers.  One of these days I'm going to try to make my potato soup with the leftovers...And speaking of leftovers...the best thing to do the next day is a BBQ Beef Panini!  Some of the roast, shredded, with a bit of BBQ sauce and some cheddar cheese between slices of buttered bread!  And if you don't happen to have a panini press (I don't!) but you do have a grill pan (I do!), you can do this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SqUU3L-bfPI/AAAAAAAAGvc/53KUUZvB06Q/s1600-h/IMG_7097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SqUU3L-bfPI/AAAAAAAAGvc/53KUUZvB06Q/s400/IMG_7097.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378728268303924466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Put a piece of foil over the sandwich and then use a pot or pan with soup cans as weights!  Worked like a charm!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a favorite crock pot recipe that saves you during the week?  Send an email to &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;millerfam06@carolina.rr.com&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and I'll use it in this series!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next week...Crock Pot Tacos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-2003764379329729408?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/2003764379329729408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=2003764379329729408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/2003764379329729408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/2003764379329729408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2009/09/how-crock-pot-saves-me-on-soccer-nights.html' title='how the crock pot saves me on soccer nights, part 1 - pot roast'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SqUU4GAjoUI/AAAAAAAAGvs/_6-GGkRo7Zc/s72-c/IMG_4840.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-4364943848693039402</id><published>2009-09-07T09:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T09:53:27.113-04:00</updated><title type='text'>quite possibly the only reason i could never be a vegetarian</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Jalapenos, stuffed with cream cheese, wrapped in bacon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SqUOjUXzOvI/AAAAAAAAGvU/t2mPqrWNfs8/s1600-h/IMG_7107_edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SqUOjUXzOvI/AAAAAAAAGvU/t2mPqrWNfs8/s400/IMG_7107_edit.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378721329890671346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found the recipe on &lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/2007/07/bacon-wrapped_j/"&gt;The Pioneer Woman's website&lt;/a&gt; and first made them last fall for a party. They disappeared in record time.  We just discovered this summer that they are even better on the grill than they are in the oven.  Be sure to make double what you think you will need.  You'll just have to trust me on this one.  Oh, and when you are prepping the jalapenos, wear gloves.  Trust me on that one too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-4364943848693039402?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4364943848693039402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=4364943848693039402' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/4364943848693039402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/4364943848693039402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2009/09/quite-possibly-only-reason-i-could.html' title='quite possibly the only reason i could never be a vegetarian'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SqUOjUXzOvI/AAAAAAAAGvU/t2mPqrWNfs8/s72-c/IMG_7107_edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-6789472572188844420</id><published>2009-08-26T10:25:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T10:36:55.279-04:00</updated><title type='text'>taking advantage of the situation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I can remember very well the summer before Ryan started Kindergarten.  We had these Sesame Street computer games...one with number games and one with letter games.  He used to want to play them all the time, and Emily would always pull up a chair and watch him.  I would tell Ryan to make sure he gave Emily a turn, but she never wanted to play.  She just wanted to watch.  On the first day of school, we all went outside with Ryan to see him get on the bus.   After the bus drove away, Doug and I stayed outside talking for a few minutes before he had to head back to work and Emily quickly went into the house.  When I came in, I found her sitting at the computer, playing one of the computer games.  I didn't know that she knew how to start it, but she had been watching all summer, soaking it all in, just waiting for her turn.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week when we returned home from dropping all the kids off at school, Ainsley went straight upstairs.  I came up to check on her and found her all tucked into Jack's bed with her Game-boy, her animals and her book.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SpVGr7KuLDI/AAAAAAAAGvM/_zrY0EFSGM8/s1600-h/IMG_7076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SpVGr7KuLDI/AAAAAAAAGvM/_zrY0EFSGM8/s400/IMG_7076.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374279450767535154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She had just been waiting for her turn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SpVGr7KuLDI/AAAAAAAAGvM/_zrY0EFSGM8/s1600-h/IMG_7076.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SpVGre9EuyI/AAAAAAAAGvE/U9Mgcg22dmM/s1600-h/IMG_7077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SpVGre9EuyI/AAAAAAAAGvE/U9Mgcg22dmM/s400/IMG_7077.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374279443194100514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-6789472572188844420?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/6789472572188844420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=6789472572188844420' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/6789472572188844420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/6789472572188844420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2009/08/taking-advantage-of-situation.html' title='taking advantage of the situation'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SpVGr7KuLDI/AAAAAAAAGvM/_zrY0EFSGM8/s72-c/IMG_7076.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-168229971066251422</id><published>2009-08-26T09:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T10:14:18.215-04:00</updated><title type='text'>first day of school - part two</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Jackson was a little easier to wake up this morning, and was ready to go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SpVAdsrNOeI/AAAAAAAAGu0/yRzTloQU8Ek/s1600-h/IMG_7066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SpVAdsrNOeI/AAAAAAAAGu0/yRzTloQU8Ek/s400/IMG_7066.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374272609289320930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SpVAdsrNOeI/AAAAAAAAGu0/yRzTloQU8Ek/s1600-h/IMG_7066.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hugs for Ainsley (who was quite annoyed she wasn't going to school!)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SpVAdOngM6I/AAAAAAAAGus/dfRMd65Yb_s/s1600-h/IMG_7068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SpVAdOngM6I/AAAAAAAAGus/dfRMd65Yb_s/s400/IMG_7068.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374272601220723618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SpVAdOngM6I/AAAAAAAAGus/dfRMd65Yb_s/s1600-h/IMG_7068.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think he's really glad that his big sis will be at school with him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SpVAcht1iAI/AAAAAAAAGuk/_WBE3QTXGzM/s1600-h/IMG_7071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SpVAcht1iAI/AAAAAAAAGuk/_WBE3QTXGzM/s400/IMG_7071.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374272589167691778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SpVAcht1iAI/AAAAAAAAGuk/_WBE3QTXGzM/s1600-h/IMG_7071.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack the Kindergartner!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SpVAcFV6vtI/AAAAAAAAGuc/BYkXahDGS3Q/s1600-h/IMG_7072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SpVAcFV6vtI/AAAAAAAAGuc/BYkXahDGS3Q/s400/IMG_7072.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374272581551177426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And his cool Transformers backpack...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-168229971066251422?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/168229971066251422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=168229971066251422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/168229971066251422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/168229971066251422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-day-of-school-part-two.html' title='first day of school - part two'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SpVAdsrNOeI/AAAAAAAAGu0/yRzTloQU8Ek/s72-c/IMG_7066.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-1561982671199546315</id><published>2009-08-26T09:23:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T09:53:54.591-04:00</updated><title type='text'>first day of school - part one</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The first day of school for Ryan and Emily was yesterday!  I had volunteered to go in early to help at Jackson &amp;amp; Emily's school...it's a brand new school and they just got their certificate of occupancy last Friday!  So no students had been allowed in the building for tours or open house.  The kindergartners only go one day this week on a staggered schedule, and even though yesterday wasn't Jack's day to go, I wanted him to go in early with me so he could see the school.  He was not too fond of getting up early (&lt;i&gt;"Why is it still dark??"&lt;/i&gt;)!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SpU5jDIe1mI/AAAAAAAAGuU/eUYHw5AQQro/s1600-h/IMG_7058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SpU5jDIe1mI/AAAAAAAAGuU/eUYHw5AQQro/s400/IMG_7058.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374265004635641442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So he snuggled on the couch while Emily got ready.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SpU5jDIe1mI/AAAAAAAAGuU/eUYHw5AQQro/s1600-h/IMG_7058.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SpU5iqtG5yI/AAAAAAAAGuM/j9KwOb0Slus/s1600-h/IMG_7060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SpU5iqtG5yI/AAAAAAAAGuM/j9KwOb0Slus/s400/IMG_7060.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374264998078375714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emily the 5th grader...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SpU5iqtG5yI/AAAAAAAAGuM/j9KwOb0Slus/s1600-h/IMG_7060.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SpU5iFdUDEI/AAAAAAAAGuE/MHVc34XxBxQ/s1600-h/IMG_7061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SpU5iFdUDEI/AAAAAAAAGuE/MHVc34XxBxQ/s400/IMG_7061.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374264988080016450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doug worked from home yesterday so he could take Ryan to school, since I was going to be at the elementary school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SpU5iFdUDEI/AAAAAAAAGuE/MHVc34XxBxQ/s1600-h/IMG_7061.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SpU5hvNz2HI/AAAAAAAAGt8/__bLTuO6OQM/s1600-h/IMG_7062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SpU5hvNz2HI/AAAAAAAAGt8/__bLTuO6OQM/s400/IMG_7062.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374264982109411442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back in uniform...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SpU5hvNz2HI/AAAAAAAAGt8/__bLTuO6OQM/s1600-h/IMG_7062.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SpU5hUr-7mI/AAAAAAAAGt0/94xt8gljUuI/s1600-h/IMG_7063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SpU5hUr-7mI/AAAAAAAAGt0/94xt8gljUuI/s400/IMG_7063.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374264974988209762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ryan the 7th grader!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Up next...first day of school - part two!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-1561982671199546315?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/1561982671199546315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=1561982671199546315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/1561982671199546315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/1561982671199546315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-day-of-school-part-one.html' title='first day of school - part one'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SpU5jDIe1mI/AAAAAAAAGuU/eUYHw5AQQro/s72-c/IMG_7058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-2930031873507709838</id><published>2009-08-26T09:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T09:22:56.322-04:00</updated><title type='text'>off to a great start</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Wow!  You all missed some fantastic soccer games this past weekend!  Our girls took 2nd place in the tournament!  We won our first three games and then lost (3-1) in the final.  Emily wasn't able to play in the final game...she pulled a muscle in her calf earlier that morning and could hardly walk.  She's doing a bit better.  She's resting it the rest of the week and hopefully she'll be able to play this weekend!  They sure played their little hearts out in the tournament and it was so much fun to watch!  It's gonna be a fun season!!  Go Fury!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SpUzMEZo5VI/AAAAAAAAGts/3xOkMqcs_Lo/s1600-h/IMG_7054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SpUzMEZo5VI/AAAAAAAAGts/3xOkMqcs_Lo/s400/IMG_7054.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374258012769281362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-2930031873507709838?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/2930031873507709838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=2930031873507709838' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/2930031873507709838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/2930031873507709838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2009/08/off-to-great-start.html' title='off to a great start'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SpUzMEZo5VI/AAAAAAAAGts/3xOkMqcs_Lo/s72-c/IMG_7054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-1022030099058170021</id><published>2009-08-19T10:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T10:24:11.244-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet tooth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Our neighbor, Kerry, bakes amazing cakes.   She and her family went out of town a few weeks ago, and when they returned, she brought down a delicious cake to thank us for looking over their house while they were gone.  It was a chocolate cake, with chunks of chocolate in it and a chocolate ganache over the top.  Doug commented that he didn't know it was humanly possible to pack that much chocolate flavor into one cake.  It was very good.  And it didn't last very long.  I think it was the third day when Ryan came down and asked if he could have the "last" piece...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SowImO7MD3I/AAAAAAAAGs8/DMnIc_i3h04/s1600-h/IMG_7019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SowImO7MD3I/AAAAAAAAGs8/DMnIc_i3h04/s400/IMG_7019.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371677908480561010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...when this is how much was left...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SowIlj-gTCI/AAAAAAAAGs0/WRSZb0c27PQ/s1600-h/IMG_7020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SowIlj-gTCI/AAAAAAAAGs0/WRSZb0c27PQ/s400/IMG_7020.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371677896951745570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nice try, Ryan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-1022030099058170021?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/1022030099058170021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=1022030099058170021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/1022030099058170021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/1022030099058170021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2009/08/sweet-tooth.html' title='sweet tooth'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SowImO7MD3I/AAAAAAAAGs8/DMnIc_i3h04/s72-c/IMG_7019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-7189031840679334014</id><published>2009-08-11T13:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T13:52:16.098-04:00</updated><title type='text'>water fight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SoGvdK0zQMI/AAAAAAAAGss/xxPsWHA1Tg4/s1600-h/IMG_6996.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SoGvdK0zQMI/AAAAAAAAGss/xxPsWHA1Tg4/s400/IMG_6996.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368765146459226306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SoGvdK0zQMI/AAAAAAAAGss/xxPsWHA1Tg4/s1600-h/IMG_6996.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SoGvcmYKnRI/AAAAAAAAGsk/e8BT0_RefDs/s1600-h/IMG_6998.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SoGvcmYKnRI/AAAAAAAAGsk/e8BT0_RefDs/s400/IMG_6998.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368765136675446034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SoGvcmYKnRI/AAAAAAAAGsk/e8BT0_RefDs/s1600-h/IMG_6998.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SoGvcXhGP_I/AAAAAAAAGsc/STt_VFoy6IA/s1600-h/IMG_6999.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SoGvcXhGP_I/AAAAAAAAGsc/STt_VFoy6IA/s400/IMG_6999.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368765132686376946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SoGvcXhGP_I/AAAAAAAAGsc/STt_VFoy6IA/s1600-h/IMG_6999.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SoGvb85vjnI/AAAAAAAAGsU/fiB6yTDBato/s1600-h/IMG_7001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SoGvb85vjnI/AAAAAAAAGsU/fiB6yTDBato/s400/IMG_7001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368765125541990002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SoGvb85vjnI/AAAAAAAAGsU/fiB6yTDBato/s1600-h/IMG_7001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SoGvbanUckI/AAAAAAAAGsM/pHkg3WP240c/s1600-h/IMG_7012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SoGvbanUckI/AAAAAAAAGsM/pHkg3WP240c/s400/IMG_7012.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368765116337910338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-7189031840679334014?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7189031840679334014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=7189031840679334014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/7189031840679334014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/7189031840679334014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2009/08/water-fight.html' title='water fight'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SoGvdK0zQMI/AAAAAAAAGss/xxPsWHA1Tg4/s72-c/IMG_6996.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-2357023541895526368</id><published>2009-08-10T18:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T18:58:20.210-04:00</updated><title type='text'>helpful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I asked Ainsley to pour some of her pool water into my pots and she was more than happy to help!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SoCi6MapC3I/AAAAAAAAGsE/P81OijLpHx0/s1600-h/IMG_6962.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SoCi6MapC3I/AAAAAAAAGsE/P81OijLpHx0/s400/IMG_6962.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368469876474710898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I probably should have specified I wanted her to pour water in the pots that actually contained plants...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-2357023541895526368?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/2357023541895526368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=2357023541895526368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/2357023541895526368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/2357023541895526368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2009/08/helpful.html' title='helpful'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SoCi6MapC3I/AAAAAAAAGsE/P81OijLpHx0/s72-c/IMG_6962.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-1614939437692004845</id><published>2009-08-10T16:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T16:27:50.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'>overheard</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Ryan:&lt;/b&gt;  Jackson, do you even know what twins are?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jackson:&lt;/b&gt; Um, yeah!  They're kids who wear the same clothes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-1614939437692004845?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/1614939437692004845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=1614939437692004845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/1614939437692004845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/1614939437692004845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2009/08/overheard.html' title='overheard'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-4458706097520472567</id><published>2009-08-05T14:37:00.017-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T16:29:18.787-04:00</updated><title type='text'>la la land</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Almost 2 whole months ago (gasp! Man, time flies!!), I took a fabulous trip to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Southern California&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. You may have heard me mention it a time or two before I left...something about how this was going to be the first time Doug and I were going to be away from the children since our last vacation together...8 YEARS AGO! And you may have even heard me gush after returning that it was one of my best weeks ever!! And I know some of you are starting to wonder if the trip really happened, since there have been no posts or pictures on this website. I've been meaning to write about it...really, I have. It's just that every time I sit down to write, I feel blocked. Because I know I won't be able to do it justice. Because it wasn't just the fun happenings, it was also the quiet happenings...the peaceful, calming feelings that take over when you realize that the only person you have to take care of for the time being is yourself. But because I had more fun than one should legally be allowed to have in one week, I feel like it's time for me to just get over myself and share my fabulous week with you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, here is what I love about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Southern California&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(btw, these are mostly in chronological order...not in order of fabulousness...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Santa Monica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SoB7oAgGT3I/AAAAAAAAGrg/XQZ6bmZLymo/s1600-h/smbeach.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SoB7oAgGT3I/AAAAAAAAGrg/XQZ6bmZLymo/s400/smbeach.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368426683085246322" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After we landed at LAX, Doug and I rented a car and drove to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Santa Monica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. It was a Saturday, and very busy. Our first experience with LA traffic...FUN! But once we got there and found a place to park, we walked to the beach and it was all worth it. The beach, the activity, the shopping...so fun to watch everything. We had lunch at a fabulous Mexican restaurant right on the Pier and then did a little shopping. My favorite store?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yummycupcakes.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yummy Cupcakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;! Check these out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SoB7n-ykNlI/AAAAAAAAGrY/1DQzK9YMA-s/s1600-h/cupcakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SoB7n-ykNlI/AAAAAAAAGrY/1DQzK9YMA-s/s400/cupcakes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368426682625832530" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. The Gibson Inn &amp;amp; Suites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After our day in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Santa Monica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, we made the "quick" 40 mile/2 hour jaunt over to Kate and John's apartment. It's nestled in the back of the complex, and surrounded by these awesomely huge trees with gorgeous purple flowers. Since you all know how well I do with tree identification, I won't even try...but really, they were beautiful! We had a very yummy dinner - spaghetti and meatballs, bread and of course, yummy cupcakes! We talked a lot, laughed a lot, ate a lot and listened to some really great music. A wonderful end to a great first day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Del&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SoB7n-ykNlI/AAAAAAAAGrY/1DQzK9YMA-s/s1600-h/cupcakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As much as I loved &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Santa Monica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, it doesn't hold a candle to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Del&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Mar. It's such a sweet little town just north of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;San   Diego&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and only about an hour and a half or so from LA. With our husbands both working, Kate made plans for us to head down to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Del&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Mar on Monday. She was going to be visiting one of her nearby stores on Tuesday, so she made reservations for us to spend the night at an amazing inn called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lesartistesinn.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Les Artistes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, just blocks from the ocean and within walking distance to the heart of the town. We stayed in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lesartistesinn.com/zen.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Zen Room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and the room totally delivered on it's promise of a calming and relaxing experience!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SoB7neTiu9I/AAAAAAAAGrQ/tDGmcMXO5wI/s1600-h/dmbeach1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SoB7neTiu9I/AAAAAAAAGrQ/tDGmcMXO5wI/s400/dmbeach1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368426673905777618" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We walked into town that evening and had dinner outside, over looking the ocean, at an amazing restaurant called&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pacificadelmar.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pacificadelmar.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pacifica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pacificadelmar.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pacificadelmar.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Del&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pacificadelmar.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. I don't know if it was the ocean, the wine, the food, the company...probably a combination of all...but it was probably one of the best dinners of my life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SoB7neTiu9I/AAAAAAAAGrQ/tDGmcMXO5wI/s1600-h/dmbeach1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SoB7nMyQWCI/AAAAAAAAGrI/0n_cyFBGcgg/s1600-h/pacificadelmar.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SoB7nMyQWCI/AAAAAAAAGrI/0n_cyFBGcgg/s400/pacificadelmar.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368426669202757666" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The next morning, Kate went to work and I stayed behind to do a bit of exploring in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Del&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Mar. I grabbed a cup of coffee and headed to the beach! I couldn't believe how blue the water was...nothing like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Santa Monica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. I sat on a bench for awhile, listening to my iPod and watching the surfers, the people playing volleyball, and there was even someone attempting to parasail. After a walk on the beach, I headed back into town, did a little window shopping, and then met Kate for lunch for one of my all-time favorite sandwiches: California BLT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hollywood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay, even if you don't get into the whole "celebrity" thing, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hollywood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; is still a very cool place to see. I loved seeing the Kodak Theater, which is the home of the Academy Awards, Grauman's Chinese Theater and the hand and foot prints outside, all the stars on the Hollywood Walk of Fame, and other landmarks I've seen on TV and in movies. Kate and I also took one of the bus tours through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hollywood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:address st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:street st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mulholland Drive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:street&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Beverly Hills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and Rodeo Drive and of course, all the stars' homes. And we even managed to see Quentin Tarantino, in his car, fighting the same traffic we were!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. Glen Ivy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm not much of a spa girl. I've only ever had one massage in my life and I'm not normally one for manicures/pedicures. So I wasn't sure how I was going to feel about spending the day at a spa. But &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glenivy.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Glen Ivy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; is simply amazing and not like anything I could have imagined. After Kate and I checked in, we grabbed a couple of chairs by one of the outdoor pools and began our day of total relaxation. Reading by the pool, floating on a raft in the pool, a couple of drinks at the pool bar, lunch on the terrace, Club Mud, The Grotto...I don't believe there was one ounce of tension left in my body when we left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Disneyland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think Doug and I love Disney just as much, if not more, than our kids do and we would have loved to have had an opportunity to spend a day at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Disneyland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. Unfortunately, we didn't have an entire day to spend there, but on Thursday night, Kate dropped me off at Doug's hotel, which was within walking distance to the park. We decided to spend the evening at Downtown Disney, which is basically a lot of shops and restaurants. After walking around for a bit, we settled on eating at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rbjazzkitchen.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ralph Brennan's Jazz Kitchen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; for dinner and waited a few minutes for a table out on the upstairs balcony. So glad we did that, because just before dessert, the Disneyland Fireworks started and we had a front row seat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On Friday, we had a few hours to kill before heading back to Kate &amp;amp; John's, so we walked back to Downtown Disney to have lunch and see a movie. The movie, Star Trek, was phenomenal...and not just for the movie, but for the fact that I didn't have to get up once to take anyone to the bathroom or to get more popcorn. Plus, it wasn't animated, so that helped too!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6. In-N-Out / Sprouts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Two places I would frequent if they were anywhere near here...so I guess it's a good thing for my waistline and wallet that we don't have them on this coast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you ever have an opportunity to eat an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.in-n-out.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In-N-Out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; burger, you should. No, you must. Even you vegetarians, you can still have the fries! I mean, we have good burgers here (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fiveguys.com/home.aspx"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Five Guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;!), but there's just something about this place. It took every ounce of my willpower not to make Kate drive me back there 5 more times!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And Kate's store, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://sprouts.com/home.php"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sprouts Farmer's Market&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; is wonderful...just wonderful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But the absolute best thing about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Southern California&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and the entire trip was...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SoB7nMyQWCI/AAAAAAAAGrI/0n_cyFBGcgg/s1600-h/pacificadelmar.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SoB7mw1PZKI/AAAAAAAAGrA/klVz9Kn0qQ0/s1600-h/kategrill.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SoB7mw1PZKI/AAAAAAAAGrA/klVz9Kn0qQ0/s400/kategrill.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368426661699085474" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My sweet sister Kate. It has been way too long since we've had a chance to hang out...just the two of us. She made everything about the trip even better and I think my cheeks still hurt a little from all the laughs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So thanks to my wonderful husband for working for a company that has conferences in cool places (next summer, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Washington&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;DC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;!), and for letting me tag along. And thanks to Dennis and Mary, who spent the week wrangling all four kids and taking such good care of them that I didn't have to worry about a thing. And thanks to Kate, for knowing exactly what I needed, even when I didn't...from the hummus &amp;amp; pretzel chips to healing my soul and everything in between.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you want to see all the pictures, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/carrie.miller/SouthernCaliforniaTripJune2009?authkey=Gv1sRgCPzvqND29_3TnwE&amp;amp;feat=directlink"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;just click here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-4458706097520472567?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4458706097520472567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=4458706097520472567' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/4458706097520472567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/4458706097520472567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2009/08/la-la-land.html' title='la la land'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SoB7oAgGT3I/AAAAAAAAGrg/XQZ6bmZLymo/s72-c/smbeach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-6856646708661238084</id><published>2009-07-19T20:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T20:44:51.979-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a lesson learned that was taught by my 5 year-old brother</title><content type='html'>Hey Everyone! Special Guest Blogger Ryan here. Just to entertain you with a story from this afternoon...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, me and Emily were in charge of Jack &amp;amp; Ainsley for a while this afternoon. Unfortunately they aren't old enough for me to crack that whip and make them clean my room, so we actually had to entertain them.  A couple minutes into playing "let's trash Jackson's bed," Jack turned to me and asked a simple question: " Hey! Ryan! Can we do Au-Plex?" Au-Plex is JackandAinsley-ese for: "let's run down to the end of the upstairs hall and then run at lightning speed (well, almost )  back to Jack's bedroom and jump onto his bed"  And wise brother Ryan said something like "Oh, what the heck, sure."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At first I was like &lt;i&gt;Aw, little kids and their odd little quirks... &lt;/i&gt;but when it was my turn to Au-Plex, I loved it. When you're running as fast as you can, the air whips around your head. When you jump, you feel like you're flying and you land for a soft landing.  It was quite addictive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lesson: &lt;/b&gt;Do your younger sibling's odd little physical activities. They may turn out to be very enjoyable!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-6856646708661238084?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/6856646708661238084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=6856646708661238084' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/6856646708661238084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/6856646708661238084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2009/07/lesson-learned-that-was-taught-by-my-5.html' title='a lesson learned that was taught by my 5 year-old brother'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-7748636911484709162</id><published>2009-07-19T17:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T17:25:20.612-04:00</updated><title type='text'>summer fun in indiana</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;And here are the pictures from the Indiana portion of our trip!  This time I managed to pull the camera out twice...once for a pool party at Rachael &amp;amp; Jeff's house and the other for our day at Dad &amp;amp; Kay's house.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="288" height="192" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;captions=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fcarrie.miller%2Falbumid%2F5359514028138446497%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26authkey%3DGv1sRgCP62xeqCx7GRGw%26hl%3Den_US" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Southern California pictures are coming...there are quite a few more of those!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-7748636911484709162?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7748636911484709162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=7748636911484709162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/7748636911484709162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/7748636911484709162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2009/07/summer-fun-in-indiana.html' title='summer fun in indiana'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-6276510926966005428</id><published>2009-07-19T17:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T17:19:44.684-04:00</updated><title type='text'>summer fun in kansas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Here are the pictures from the first part of our vacation in Kansas!  Unfortunately, I only pulled out my camera for one day, but I still managed to get some great shots of the kids (and adults!) having a blast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="288" height="192" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fcarrie.miller%2Falbumid%2F5359066402562169521%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26authkey%3DGv1sRgCLn0jbH1oqGPNw%26hl%3Den_US" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-6276510926966005428?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/6276510926966005428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=6276510926966005428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/6276510926966005428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/6276510926966005428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2009/07/summer-fun-in-kansas.html' title='summer fun in kansas'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-6539074671580657031</id><published>2009-07-17T23:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T23:06:59.327-04:00</updated><title type='text'>and just in case you haven't had your fill of jackson stories this week...</title><content type='html'>We were eating corn on the cob for dinner tonight.  Emily took a bite and I could see juice flying across the table.  She and I looked at each other and we both started to giggle a little.  And then Jackson said, "Um, I just felt a raindrop on my face!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-6539074671580657031?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/6539074671580657031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=6539074671580657031' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/6539074671580657031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/6539074671580657031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2009/07/and-just-in-case-you-havent-had-your.html' title='and just in case you haven&apos;t had your fill of jackson stories this week...'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-8749210069296432291</id><published>2009-07-17T14:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T15:06:50.504-04:00</updated><title type='text'>another miscommunication</title><content type='html'>At the grocery store this afternoon...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jackson:&lt;/b&gt;  Hey Mom, do you think you can get me those lockers?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt;  Lockers?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jackson&lt;/b&gt;:  Yeah, those locker things...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; Like you put things in?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jackson:&lt;/b&gt;  No, like the police officers use to take the bad guys away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt;  You want handcuffs??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jackson:&lt;/b&gt;  Yeah, handcuffs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later I asked him what he would do with the handcuffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jackson:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;(giggling)&lt;/i&gt; I want to lock Ryan with them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which was kind of what I was afraid of...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-8749210069296432291?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8749210069296432291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=8749210069296432291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/8749210069296432291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/8749210069296432291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-miscommunication.html' title='another miscommunication'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-8556861426778317071</id><published>2009-07-17T14:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T14:57:29.228-04:00</updated><title type='text'>quite possibly the yummiest thing i've ever made with leftover grilled chicken</title><content type='html'>Personally, I love leftovers.  Most of the time, there is just a serving or so of the previous night's dinner.  Sometimes I make something like enchiladas or lasagna and that will be lunch for a couple of days.  But most of the time I have to try to come up with a new way to serve the leftovers because, unfortunately, no one else in the house shares my enthusiasm for them.  Taco meat becomes taco salad, a tray of veggies becomes stir-fry, and so on.  We grilled chicken the other night and I made too much, as usual.  Instead of just slicing it for salad or quesadillas like I sometimes do, I thought I'd try a pasta salad.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's what I had to work with**:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;2 grilled chicken breasts&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;1/2 box penne pasta&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;fresh roma tomatoes from my neighbor's garden (Thanks Wini!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;a tub of pesto&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;lemon&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's what I did:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cooked the pasta, saved about 1/4 cup of the pasta water and then drained it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sliced the chicken breasts.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Seeded and diced the tomatoes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Combined the reserved pasta water with 1/2 cup of pesto.  Then added the zest of the lemon, the juice from 1/2 the lemon, about a tablespoon of olive oil, and a little salt and pepper.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tossed the pasta with the pesto mixture and then folded in the chicken and tomatoes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YUM!  It was great for dinner that night.  Even better for lunch the next day.  And still even better for lunch today!  Normally, I would be annoyed that no one else even wanted to try it, but in this case I'm glad...more for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**Know what else would have been good?  If I had added some roasted red peppers.  Or maybe some mozzarella cheese.  Or take out the chicken and add tuna instead.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-8556861426778317071?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8556861426778317071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=8556861426778317071' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/8556861426778317071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/8556861426778317071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2009/07/quite-possibly-yummiest-thing-ive-ever.html' title='quite possibly the yummiest thing i&apos;ve ever made with leftover grilled chicken'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-4972160615862781175</id><published>2009-07-15T14:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T15:08:15.976-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the post that starts with my heart melting and ends with me unplugging the tv</title><content type='html'>Jackson and I were walking through the library yesterday, looking at books when he turned to me and said, "Mom, would you like a snuggle?"  I smiled and said, "That would be nice!  You mean when we get home, just me and you?"  And he said, "Yeah!  Well, you can hold your other children too.  And the telephone.  Or even read a book."  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought about that for a minute and asked, "Jack, do you mean a Snuggie?  The blanket with the arm holes?" &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He laughed and replied, "Yeah!  They are so cool!  You can even operate a remote control &lt;i&gt;AND&lt;/i&gt; it's good for cold-weather camp-outs!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sigh.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-4972160615862781175?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4972160615862781175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=4972160615862781175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/4972160615862781175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/4972160615862781175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2009/07/post-that-starts-with-my-heart-melting.html' title='the post that starts with my heart melting and ends with me unplugging the tv'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7751363774962226073.post-130345616464608589</id><published>2009-07-11T10:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T10:20:05.074-04:00</updated><title type='text'>all by herself</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It's getting harder and harder to pretend she's still a baby...This morning, she refused all help getting dressed, including putting on her own Pull-Up. (We are easing into the potty training thing while we have company, but are kicking it up a notch next week.  That should make for some fantastic blog material!  Stay tuned!)  Anyway, this is Ainsley after she got her own cup of water...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SlieN-c8Z1I/AAAAAAAAGRY/DOC1STa82Vs/s1600-h/adressed1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SlieN-c8Z1I/AAAAAAAAGRY/DOC1STa82Vs/s400/adressed1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357205719697090386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SlieN-c8Z1I/AAAAAAAAGRY/DOC1STa82Vs/s1600-h/adressed1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And a view from behind...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SlieMyYDG5I/AAAAAAAAGRQ/7vljBZ3F03Y/s1600-h/adressed2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SlieMyYDG5I/AAAAAAAAGRQ/7vljBZ3F03Y/s400/adressed2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357205699275463570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7751363774962226073-130345616464608589?l=millerfamtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/130345616464608589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7751363774962226073&amp;postID=130345616464608589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/130345616464608589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7751363774962226073/posts/default/130345616464608589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millerfamtimes.blogspot.com/2009/07/all-by-herself.html' title='all by herself'/><author><name>Carrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00944385593239491786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SNu1px0uJiI/AAAAAAAAD_E/AHqaGjlP0g8/S220/IMG_cam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPSoeX6EThY/SlieN-c8Z1I/AAAAAAAAGRY/DOC1STa82Vs/s72-c/adressed1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
