<?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-6962927644590464226</id><updated>2011-07-08T05:14:59.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>by the way. . .</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-3197682983935536167</id><published>2010-09-03T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T21:07:19.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts of a 4 year old</title><content type='html'>I have some of the best conversations with Andy. These are a few of my faves. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mom I don't want you to ever ride a horse again. (Few second pause) but Sadie can."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Andy) "Mom, I just really want a brother so bad."&lt;br /&gt;(Me) "But what if you had another sister"&lt;br /&gt;(Andy with lots of excitement) "Would it be a big sister?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Andy)"Mom we speak &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;(Me) "You are right"&lt;br /&gt;(Andy) "And Michael speaks &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;spanish&lt;/span&gt;, why"&lt;br /&gt;(Me) "Because he was in Peru and that is what they speak there. In America we speak English"&lt;br /&gt;(Andy) " Where do they speak whale? Will you teach me?"&lt;br /&gt;(Me) "Probably whales speak whale. I am &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; no expert in that"&lt;br /&gt;(Andy) "What about Mountain. Does anyone speak mountain?"    &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TIHDIf1CflI/AAAAAAAAAa8/_HtE91yCiXA/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512901969628528210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TIHDIf1CflI/AAAAAAAAAa8/_HtE91yCiXA/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962927644590464226-3197682983935536167?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/3197682983935536167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=3197682983935536167' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/3197682983935536167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/3197682983935536167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2010/09/thoughts-of-4-year-old.html' title='Thoughts of a 4 year old'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TIHDIf1CflI/AAAAAAAAAa8/_HtE91yCiXA/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-6047116003026746192</id><published>2010-09-03T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T21:09:51.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yellowstone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We recently took a little trip with my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fam&lt;/span&gt; to Yellowstone/Idaho. It brought back so many fun memories going there as a kid. My dad is still the best tour guide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TIG8aWRUB5I/AAAAAAAAAa0/6DUBqjHQQfg/s1600/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512894579719014290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TIG8aWRUB5I/AAAAAAAAAa0/6DUBqjHQQfg/s320/024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We got to have our car licked by bears (yes literally, if we had stuck around I am sure they would have gotten on top of it), go to a great performance of Beauty and Beast (it inspired Kent so much he declared he wished he had done a musical in high school - didn't expect that one), explain my sisters &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;indian&lt;/span&gt; nickname &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wampatee&lt;/span&gt; (its the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;indian&lt;/span&gt; word for antelope, it means pale rump) and do some great bonding with the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fam&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TIG8aDAReBI/AAAAAAAAAas/es9cexCloaI/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512894574547269650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TIG8aDAReBI/AAAAAAAAAas/es9cexCloaI/s320/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TIG8F_RaQ0I/AAAAAAAAAac/xURduOEaF3I/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512894229948023618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TIG8F_RaQ0I/AAAAAAAAAac/xURduOEaF3I/s320/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had been to Yellowstone many times growing up but I had never done it via crutches/wheelchair. It was a new experience. Unfortunately not very conducive to hiking, rafting, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;canoeing&lt;/span&gt;, and fishing. Next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TIG8E6cYPII/AAAAAAAAAaU/TIfwaBrcWBw/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512894211471981698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TIG8E6cYPII/AAAAAAAAAaU/TIfwaBrcWBw/s320/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Andy was not super impressed with the hot pots. He coined them the stinky pots. And for once he was using the word appropriately and I didn't have scold him for potty talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TIG8ETYRriI/AAAAAAAAAaM/pSrSFssgybY/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512894200985792034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TIG8ETYRriI/AAAAAAAAAaM/pSrSFssgybY/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some places I could just not make to on crutches. I found a bench about half way down this trail and told Kent to go take a nice picture of the waterfall with the kids so I could see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TIG8DaGj8cI/AAAAAAAAAaE/YtozYiKSo5o/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512894185610670530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TIG8DaGj8cI/AAAAAAAAAaE/YtozYiKSo5o/s320/034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sadie has no fear. Doesn't she look so little sitting on this ride that ends up going way up into the air. Bear World is the best. When the kids have had their fill of bear, moose, buffalo and the petting zoo, they can hit up about 6 little rides that they rode like 500 times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/6962927644590464226-6047116003026746192?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/6047116003026746192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=6047116003026746192' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/6047116003026746192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/6047116003026746192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2010/09/yellowstone.html' title='Yellowstone'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TIG8aWRUB5I/AAAAAAAAAa0/6DUBqjHQQfg/s72-c/024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-4852803980524463279</id><published>2010-08-08T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T09:39:03.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouch!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;While at this cabin with Kent's family, we decided to go on a little horseback riding, trail ride. Kent was back at work so I left Sadie with Kent's mom and Andy came with us but went on a walk with Kent's dad while we went riding. About half way into the ride, the horse in front of me moved off to the side of the trail a little bit and gave a very powerful kick with his hind leg going straight into my leg. Luckily I was able to keep my horse calm and pull it over to the side but I new immediately my leg was very broken. It took about 3 hours to get to a hospital. My tibia was completely broken in half. I am now part robot thanks to a plate and 8 screws in my leg to stabilize the bone. I was told I couldn't walk for 12 weeks. That is a long time with a 4 and 1 year old. My family took the kids back to Cali for a month since I was unable to even get out of bed at first. They come back tomorrow. We are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; excited. I still have 8 weeks til I can walk and hopefully everything mends properly. What a summer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962927644590464226-4852803980524463279?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/4852803980524463279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=4852803980524463279' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/4852803980524463279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/4852803980524463279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2010/08/ouch.html' title='Ouch!'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-4270181169818168733</id><published>2010-08-08T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T08:53:06.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Summer started out great this year. We went to California for 3 weeks. Those weeks were awesome and jam packed with fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7JK7VpOwI/AAAAAAAAAZU/6Bsjklogx9Y/s1600/076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503056984257673986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7JK7VpOwI/AAAAAAAAAZU/6Bsjklogx9Y/s320/076.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Andy is obsessed with Killer Whales so a trip to Sea World was in the agenda. Andy could have starred at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shamu&lt;/span&gt; all day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7Hw1tUR9I/AAAAAAAAAZM/MZpbbJUsjpU/s1600/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503055436558125010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7Hw1tUR9I/AAAAAAAAAZM/MZpbbJUsjpU/s320/058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Sadie was not happy when &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shamu&lt;/span&gt; got her wet. She acted insulted, so after that we tried to stay out of the soak zones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7HwUqTOMI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GQlwDZMsBJg/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503055427687102658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7HwUqTOMI/AAAAAAAAAZE/GQlwDZMsBJg/s320/034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Besides Sea World, we spent lots of days at the beach, swimming in the pool, playing with friends and family, and eating some of our favorite California foods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7Hv9tOTSI/AAAAAAAAAY8/UnI6F5xhmI0/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503055421525347618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7Hv9tOTSI/AAAAAAAAAY8/UnI6F5xhmI0/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sadie is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; going through an awkward phase with her hair. This girl LOVES the beach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7OH7pC73I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/0kdQvFGrbtQ/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503062430357581682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7OH7pC73I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/0kdQvFGrbtQ/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No trip is complete without cousins, cousins &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7HvEPX07I/AAAAAAAAAYs/cVsiKS_bGiE/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503055406099321778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7HvEPX07I/AAAAAAAAAYs/cVsiKS_bGiE/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;California was quickly followed by a trip to a cabin with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Kent's&lt;/span&gt; family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7JMWvoULI/AAAAAAAAAZs/HNfnvEhEzTY/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503057008794292402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7JMWvoULI/AAAAAAAAAZs/HNfnvEhEzTY/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Andy loved the fire pit, flying down the zip line, fishing, riding bikes, and of course, more cousins. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7JLzYMR0I/AAAAAAAAAZk/cayx-sXkX3k/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503056999300745026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7JLzYMR0I/AAAAAAAAAZk/cayx-sXkX3k/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sadie loved collecting rocks and going down the slide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7RIXY27AI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/kophEUJPIAE/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503065736340761602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7RIXY27AI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/kophEUJPIAE/s320/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Unfortunately this trip was cut a little short. . .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962927644590464226-4270181169818168733?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/4270181169818168733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=4270181169818168733' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/4270181169818168733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/4270181169818168733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2010/08/summer-fun.html' title='Summer Fun'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7JK7VpOwI/AAAAAAAAAZU/6Bsjklogx9Y/s72-c/076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-231478205043711568</id><published>2010-05-29T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T23:04:56.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our pride and Joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Since we moved into our house 3 years ago, we have had this eyesore behind and to the side of the garage. It was these huge mounds of dirt and debris that the previous owners had just left. We have always talked about doing a garden back there but this was NOT little project. This was a rent a huge dumpster and fill it with over 7 tons of dirt and junk project. We found bricks, a tree, remnants of a compost pile, 3 tires, foundation from the house from when large windows were put in the basement, pieces of a plastic swimming pool, metal rods, LOTS of dirt and many more random things that should not be in a pile in the backyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TAH5gflV15I/AAAAAAAAAYA/c9qKQU8yWAU/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476932958488483730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TAH5gflV15I/AAAAAAAAAYA/c9qKQU8yWAU/s320/003.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;We borrowed our neighbors rototiller after the we cleaned up the piles. The thing had more power than a small car. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;This past month we have spent every spare daylight moment (especially Kent) on this garden project. And now we have. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TAH5f0IIzPI/AAAAAAAAAX4/NMswp69Xfz8/s1600/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476932946823269618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TAH5f0IIzPI/AAAAAAAAAX4/NMswp69Xfz8/s320/036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A GARDEN. We have lots of herbs, like 7 kinds of tomatoes, corn, peppers, pumpkins, peas, beans, carrots, and watermelon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TAH5e3pkGCI/AAAAAAAAAXo/1zWURcjkSW8/s1600/084.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476932930588907554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TAH5e3pkGCI/AAAAAAAAAXo/1zWURcjkSW8/s320/084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Of course we planted mid may and then a freak snow storm rolled in last week and killed a few plants. Andy is devastated that some of his watermelons were snow casualties. Hopefully most will pull through. With a library copy of Gardening for Dummies in our possession we are sure to have a great harvest. We are so excited to watch it grow and can't wait for fresh salsa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6962927644590464226-231478205043711568?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/231478205043711568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=231478205043711568' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/231478205043711568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/231478205043711568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2010/05/our-pride-and-joy.html' title='Our pride and Joy'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TAH5gflV15I/AAAAAAAAAYA/c9qKQU8yWAU/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-4224526222562357040</id><published>2010-05-29T21:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T23:05:13.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thomas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Andy has LOVED trains since he was two. We own most of the little wooden Thomas trains (rip off) and he can make some killer train tracks when Sadie isn't around to destroy them. So when Thomas comes to town its a must go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TAHxlegSMKI/AAAAAAAAAXA/gqjyrp0PxhA/s1600/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476924248005161122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TAHxlegSMKI/AAAAAAAAAXA/gqjyrp0PxhA/s320/049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; We were nervous about the weather. It was supposed to rain and after last weeks freak May snowstorm I packed the car with coats, hats, etc. but it couldn't have been a more perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TAHzd3MkRqI/AAAAAAAAAXg/oBLVGjS-SKs/s1600/067.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476926316217648802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TAHzd3MkRqI/AAAAAAAAAXg/oBLVGjS-SKs/s320/067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; We went with some friends who have a little boy whose loves for trains equals Andy. The boys were in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TAHxmnnj2uI/AAAAAAAAAXY/NeNjRJq_0GE/s1600/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476924267631467234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TAHxmnnj2uI/AAAAAAAAAXY/NeNjRJq_0GE/s320/052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; Sadie even sat still on the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TAHxmbDYelI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/T7joZ9yHlfU/s1600/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476924264258501202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TAHxmbDYelI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/T7joZ9yHlfU/s320/038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Andy is stoked to be a Jr. Conductor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TAHxl6HvRQI/AAAAAAAAAXI/1h9ulMeU0zM/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476924255418402050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TAHxl6HvRQI/AAAAAAAAAXI/1h9ulMeU0zM/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what taking pictures of the kids usually look like. Once and a while I get lucky and actually capture one with them looking at the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;To finish of the day we stumbled on the awesome BBQ place with a cute old town for the kids to play in. Yeah for Thomas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962927644590464226-4224526222562357040?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/4224526222562357040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=4224526222562357040' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/4224526222562357040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/4224526222562357040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2010/05/thomas.html' title='Thomas'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TAHxlegSMKI/AAAAAAAAAXA/gqjyrp0PxhA/s72-c/049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-8876630567939479709</id><published>2009-11-07T18:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T19:37:53.264-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SvY0IsqAc8I/AAAAAAAAAWI/Jvu9cv-WXb8/s1600-h/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went for a beautiful little walk today along a trail near our home. We were loving all the trees, the rock work, the perfect temperature. I was talking to Kent about how fun it would be to own one of the homes that backed up to this trail, how our kids would love to play down here as they got older, etc. when suddenly. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SvY0IIVqKPI/AAAAAAAAAWA/iuFOorV6AqE/s1600-h/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401562117359413490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SvY0IIVqKPI/AAAAAAAAAWA/iuFOorV6AqE/s320/034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SvY0H88Oe_I/AAAAAAAAAV4/ccxhgD1F_m8/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401562114299952114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SvY0H88Oe_I/AAAAAAAAAV4/ccxhgD1F_m8/s320/024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SvY0HL22noI/AAAAAAAAAVw/AHUfya2gXRo/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401562101124079234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SvY0HL22noI/AAAAAAAAAVw/AHUfya2gXRo/s320/028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andy got a little to close to the side of the pathway and went sliding down the hill towards the little river. Poor kid was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;screaming&lt;/span&gt;. I had Sadie but Kent went flying after him. It took them a few minutes to get back up the hill because it was very slick. Andy was very shaken &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;when&lt;/span&gt; he got back to the trail and thanked both Kent and I for saving him. It was darling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SvY0IsqAc8I/AAAAAAAAAWI/Jvu9cv-WXb8/s1600-h/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401562127108436930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SvY0IsqAc8I/AAAAAAAAAWI/Jvu9cv-WXb8/s320/041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SvY0IIVqKPI/AAAAAAAAAWA/iuFOorV6AqE/s1600-h/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So for know I am glad our home doesn't back up to a ravine with a little river. Life might become a little more exciting than I want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962927644590464226-8876630567939479709?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/8876630567939479709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=8876630567939479709' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/8876630567939479709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/8876630567939479709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2009/11/beautiful-walk.html' title='Beautiful Day'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SvY0IIVqKPI/AAAAAAAAAWA/iuFOorV6AqE/s72-c/034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-1065025283256981103</id><published>2009-11-07T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T18:55:37.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SvYybdJp8LI/AAAAAAAAAVo/TMeFzSd5tT4/s1600-h/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401560250340470962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SvYybdJp8LI/AAAAAAAAAVo/TMeFzSd5tT4/s320/075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SvYya-WJU-I/AAAAAAAAAVg/oqfFhHBe6jI/s1600-h/088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401560242071360482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SvYya-WJU-I/AAAAAAAAAVg/oqfFhHBe6jI/s320/088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SvYyaiDGoBI/AAAAAAAAAVY/PyCbLQ2YiOQ/s1600-h/092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401560234475298834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SvYyaiDGoBI/AAAAAAAAAVY/PyCbLQ2YiOQ/s320/092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SvYyaOQM6pI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/iB9BQtXS0VA/s1600-h/093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401560229161527954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SvYyaOQM6pI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/iB9BQtXS0VA/s320/093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6962927644590464226-1065025283256981103?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/1065025283256981103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=1065025283256981103' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/1065025283256981103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/1065025283256981103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SvYybdJp8LI/AAAAAAAAAVo/TMeFzSd5tT4/s72-c/075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-4613415526261067646</id><published>2009-02-25T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T13:51:26.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Stuff</title><content type='html'>I am a sucker for good deals and free stuff. I thought I'd pass this good deal along. Quiznos is giving away froo subs to a million people. Get your free coupon here &lt;a href="http://www.millionsubs.com/Reg.php"&gt;http://www.millionsubs.com/Reg.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just remember to opt out of getting emails from quiznos when you are done through this link&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quiznos.com/offers/Optout.aspx"&gt;http://www.quiznos.com/offers/Optout.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962927644590464226-4613415526261067646?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/4613415526261067646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=4613415526261067646' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/4613415526261067646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/4613415526261067646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2009/02/free-stuff.html' title='Free Stuff'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-3418560782890611367</id><published>2009-02-24T18:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T18:00:49.264-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SMILES!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SaSmSHtge4I/AAAAAAAAAVI/WFi1rAjG01o/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306549091187063682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SaSmSHtge4I/AAAAAAAAAVI/WFi1rAjG01o/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/6962927644590464226-3418560782890611367?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/3418560782890611367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=3418560782890611367' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/3418560782890611367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/3418560782890611367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2009/02/smiles.html' title='SMILES!'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SaSmSHtge4I/AAAAAAAAAVI/WFi1rAjG01o/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-2894158889510066257</id><published>2009-02-24T17:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T17:58:14.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPRING?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Over the weekend we were so excited to not only hear birds chirping again but we found this in the front yard in spots where the snow was beginning to melt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SaSkgGAFiiI/AAAAAAAAAVA/S5ef-ommPYM/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306547132223031842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SaSkgGAFiiI/AAAAAAAAAVA/S5ef-ommPYM/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nd today I found this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SaSkfhiF6nI/AAAAAAAAAU4/R9SIRgCl8vo/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306547122433550962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SaSkfhiF6nI/AAAAAAAAAU4/R9SIRgCl8vo/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/6962927644590464226-2894158889510066257?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/2894158889510066257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=2894158889510066257' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/2894158889510066257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/2894158889510066257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2009/02/spring.html' title='SPRING?!?!'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SaSkgGAFiiI/AAAAAAAAAVA/S5ef-ommPYM/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-350767884369727778</id><published>2009-02-24T17:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T17:51:09.041-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Dressed Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SaSi3r4YKpI/AAAAAAAAAUw/WTo0TySLO84/s1600-h/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306545338504981138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SaSi3r4YKpI/AAAAAAAAAUw/WTo0TySLO84/s320/037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Andys newest smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SaSi3QKRSTI/AAAAAAAAAUo/E47QlJKPnqM/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306545331063834930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SaSi3QKRSTI/AAAAAAAAAUo/E47QlJKPnqM/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He's not trying to kill her all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SaSi3JhS3-I/AAAAAAAAAUg/-vLdX-L7cO4/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306545329281359842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SaSi3JhS3-I/AAAAAAAAAUg/-vLdX-L7cO4/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6962927644590464226-350767884369727778?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/350767884369727778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=350767884369727778' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/350767884369727778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/350767884369727778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2009/02/all-dressed-up.html' title='All Dressed Up'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SaSi3r4YKpI/AAAAAAAAAUw/WTo0TySLO84/s72-c/037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-8622831537092977992</id><published>2009-02-13T13:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T18:44:46.814-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.brandsoftheworld.com/brands/0011/2792/brand.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.brandsoftheworld.com/brands/0011/2792/brand.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Word on the street is that In N Out is coming to Draper in the fall! Finally one within driving distance. Wish it was in SLC but Draper is a good second. Utah is becoming a good second home to this transplanted Californian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kikigiet.com/images/in_n_out_logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6962927644590464226-8622831537092977992?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/8622831537092977992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=8622831537092977992' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/8622831537092977992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/8622831537092977992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2009/02/finally.html' title='FINALLY!'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-6262578615560204383</id><published>2009-02-13T12:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T13:07:39.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Time of the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Andy's&lt;/span&gt; redeeming qualities has been that he is a good napper. That has all changed over the last few weeks, maybe due to the baby, maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; he's almost 3, who knows. They have gone from 2-3 hours to virtually non &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;existence&lt;/span&gt;. He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;layed&lt;/span&gt; down for a nap today and 30 minutes later after he begun kicking the walls I went in and found him far from fast asleep. His decals on the wall are now no more. He found some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;helicopters&lt;/span&gt; that were entertaining him. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;helicopters&lt;/span&gt; were saying, "Don't hit the baby" and "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;, timeout". I will be so sad if he stops napping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SZXeV5TEMgI/AAAAAAAAAUY/KuhZE8HkkVI/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302388604038033922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SZXeV5TEMgI/AAAAAAAAAUY/KuhZE8HkkVI/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/6962927644590464226-6262578615560204383?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/6262578615560204383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=6262578615560204383' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/6262578615560204383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/6262578615560204383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2009/02/best-time-of-day.html' title='Best Time of the Day'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SZXeV5TEMgI/AAAAAAAAAUY/KuhZE8HkkVI/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-6247056964649731052</id><published>2009-02-08T10:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T10:40:48.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Belated Announcement</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SY8laDblSQI/AAAAAAAAAUI/ocZL0vbMshs/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Little Sadie joined our family on January 8. She is such a great baby (not hard to be when you have Andy as the benchmark) and is a perfect addition.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SY8hujfEt8I/AAAAAAAAAT4/PxLHIcG-1YY/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300492370121635778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SY8hujfEt8I/AAAAAAAAAT4/PxLHIcG-1YY/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SY8gTDK1MTI/AAAAAAAAATw/girGlcJ7yNU/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300490798078701874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SY8gTDK1MTI/AAAAAAAAATw/girGlcJ7yNU/s320/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We have survived a month and am hopeful we can continue to keep Sadie out of Andy's reach.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SY8laDblSQI/AAAAAAAAAUI/ocZL0vbMshs/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300496415966185730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SY8laDblSQI/AAAAAAAAAUI/ocZL0vbMshs/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Props to all you parents that have more than one kid and manage to leave the house. I took the kids out by myself twice this week and it will be awhile before that happens again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962927644590464226-6247056964649731052?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/6247056964649731052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=6247056964649731052' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/6247056964649731052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/6247056964649731052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2009/02/belated-announcement.html' title='Belated Announcement'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SY8hujfEt8I/AAAAAAAAAT4/PxLHIcG-1YY/s72-c/016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-4522456502341974852</id><published>2008-10-10T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T12:06:30.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And I'd Do It Again</title><content type='html'>I did it. It was passed his nap time and I didn't want him to fall asleep during the 20 minute car ride home so I . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SO-SbXcnDRI/AAAAAAAAAPY/m_c_Q2f8z54/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255580289012796690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SO-SbXcnDRI/AAAAAAAAAPY/m_c_Q2f8z54/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; gave him a chocolate chip cookie. He stayed awake and made quite the mess. But I would do it again in a heart beat to preserve my 2 hours of peace, the nap.&lt;br /&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/6962927644590464226-4522456502341974852?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/4522456502341974852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=4522456502341974852' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/4522456502341974852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/4522456502341974852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-i-will-do-to-keep-my-kid-awake.html' title='And I&apos;d Do It Again'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SO-SbXcnDRI/AAAAAAAAAPY/m_c_Q2f8z54/s72-c/016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-749649108843002107</id><published>2008-10-10T10:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T10:33:13.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do We Dare?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SO-QFnPu5BI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KE3R4yRFg_M/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255577716273374226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SO-QFnPu5BI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KE3R4yRFg_M/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andy has been drooling over power wheels since about the time he could walk. When we go to the toy store he splits his time between the Thomas the Tank display and sitting in all the power wheels. Well the other day, his wish came true and Kent let him ride one of the neighbors. He rode the thing for 2 hours. It scared me to death but he actually did a good job of turning and didn't run into anything. He figured out how to change gears and I about had a heart attack as he was flying down the street. Now Kent wants to get him one for Christmas and all I can imagine is going from chasing him most of the time as he runs down the street to chasing him all the time as he is flying down the street on one of these things.&lt;br /&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/6962927644590464226-749649108843002107?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/749649108843002107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=749649108843002107' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/749649108843002107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/749649108843002107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2008/10/do-we-dare.html' title='Do We Dare?'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SO-QFnPu5BI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KE3R4yRFg_M/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-3872968476156608491</id><published>2008-09-23T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T12:51:04.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A 5 minute phone call + a 2 year old =</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SNlIWNfqJPI/AAAAAAAAAPI/DnbAXDez98Q/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249306387093791986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SNlIWNfqJPI/AAAAAAAAAPI/DnbAXDez98Q/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm glad the call was only 5 minutes. When I came in he was just starting on the closet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962927644590464226-3872968476156608491?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/3872968476156608491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=3872968476156608491' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/3872968476156608491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/3872968476156608491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2008/09/5-minute-phone-call-2-year-old.html' title='A 5 minute phone call + a 2 year old ='/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SNlIWNfqJPI/AAAAAAAAAPI/DnbAXDez98Q/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-6783140362564836194</id><published>2008-09-15T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T12:34:09.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>G&amp;G</title><content type='html'>Its always such a treat when my parents come into town. Andy decided about a week before the came that Grandma was going to play trains with him and Grandma was going to play trucks. He held them to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SM63e03oF4I/AAAAAAAAAOw/HxizLhkC4js/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246332356149122946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SM63e03oF4I/AAAAAAAAAOw/HxizLhkC4js/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Usually he wakes up in the morning yelling for milk. The last few days he woke up yelling "Grandma, Grandpa!" He just couldn't wait to play with them each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SM63fm-g1HI/AAAAAAAAAO4/0xqehn2yzS0/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246332369599779954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SM63fm-g1HI/AAAAAAAAAO4/0xqehn2yzS0/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We are always sad when the go back to Cali but can't wait for the next trip! Maybe it is our turn to go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SM63gKndV4I/AAAAAAAAAPA/ZHmlMKb3WJg/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246332379166758786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SM63gKndV4I/AAAAAAAAAPA/ZHmlMKb3WJg/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/6962927644590464226-6783140362564836194?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/6783140362564836194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=6783140362564836194' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/6783140362564836194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/6783140362564836194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2008/09/g.html' title='G&amp;G'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SM63e03oF4I/AAAAAAAAAOw/HxizLhkC4js/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-1743657672824836257</id><published>2008-09-15T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T12:36:29.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun at the Fair</title><content type='html'>We went to the fair last week and had a great time. We went on $2 day (I think $8 is a little steep for the fair), went on a few rides, saw lots of animals, played on lots of truck, ate a little food and went home. Andy loved riding the horse. I am glad there is another horse lover in the family. I still haven't given up my dream of having my own horse someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SM61VHgHzvI/AAAAAAAAAOI/apkLxixR5QY/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246329990328864498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SM61VHgHzvI/AAAAAAAAAOI/apkLxixR5QY/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kinda scary billy goat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SM61VosdvuI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/L5tQavPOrIs/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246329999239003874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SM61VosdvuI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/L5tQavPOrIs/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andy loved the big slide. He would just run up the stairs on his own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SM61WHj1U_I/AAAAAAAAAOY/hZEIZ3bGnsM/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246330007524299762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SM61WHj1U_I/AAAAAAAAAOY/hZEIZ3bGnsM/s320/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He even convinced his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;grampy&lt;/span&gt; to go for a ride with him. As soon as he got to the bottom he would take off running back up the stairs again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SM61Wv6CknI/AAAAAAAAAOg/4m5AqTPbQ6M/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246330018354860658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SM61Wv6CknI/AAAAAAAAAOg/4m5AqTPbQ6M/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andy likes most little boys loves truck. The fair had lots of trucks and motorcycles for him to sit on and pretend to drive. This digger was one of his favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SM61Xe8LTkI/AAAAAAAAAOo/-sd7OddNrtU/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246330030980288066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SM61Xe8LTkI/AAAAAAAAAOo/-sd7OddNrtU/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/6962927644590464226-1743657672824836257?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/1743657672824836257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=1743657672824836257' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/1743657672824836257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/1743657672824836257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2008/09/fun-at-fair.html' title='Fun at the Fair'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SM61VHgHzvI/AAAAAAAAAOI/apkLxixR5QY/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-6613788702230400129</id><published>2008-09-15T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T12:12:11.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gardens</title><content type='html'>We went to Red Butte Gardens and it was beautiful. I would love to go back in the spring when all the flowers are in full bloom. They had a great children's garden. My only complaint was the little water splash area. They had way too much water coming out for such  little area. Andy was drenched in the first five minutes of getting to the garden. I really should have learned by now to always have a change of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;clothes&lt;/span&gt; for that kid. He seems to get into something in the first five minutes of going anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SM6xF5rZKxI/AAAAAAAAANY/wswaraBKdBk/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246325330873494290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SM6xF5rZKxI/AAAAAAAAANY/wswaraBKdBk/s320/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Andy is such a boy. This is how he gives kisses. He puts his cheek up to things and expects the kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SM6xEayJdzI/AAAAAAAAANA/0FAlJWY-o2s/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246325305400457010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SM6xEayJdzI/AAAAAAAAANA/0FAlJWY-o2s/s320/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Its hard to take family pictures &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; Kent is always being goofy and Andy doesn't sit still for 2 seconds, let alone look at the camera. Thanks Jo for this attempt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SM6xE87h4HI/AAAAAAAAANI/GkHmrr2dEbk/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246325314566611058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SM6xE87h4HI/AAAAAAAAANI/GkHmrr2dEbk/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andy decided this was a whale. He loves the whale part in the book the Grouchy Ladybug. He has been asking to go back to the garden to see the whale for the last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SM6xFkO4HPI/AAAAAAAAANQ/GQXi3wKclt8/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246325325116742898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SM6xFkO4HPI/AAAAAAAAANQ/GQXi3wKclt8/s320/023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SM6xF5rZKxI/AAAAAAAAANY/wswaraBKdBk/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/6962927644590464226-6613788702230400129?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/6613788702230400129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=6613788702230400129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/6613788702230400129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/6613788702230400129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2008/09/gardens.html' title='Gardens'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SM6xF5rZKxI/AAAAAAAAANY/wswaraBKdBk/s72-c/024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-6457342830960993181</id><published>2008-08-22T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T14:23:14.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming January 2009</title><content type='html'>I can't believe I have almost forgot to post this. We are having a little girl! We are so excited but I'm already worried how she will survive with Andy-man as a big brother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962927644590464226-6457342830960993181?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/6457342830960993181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=6457342830960993181' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/6457342830960993181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/6457342830960993181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2008/08/coming-january-2009.html' title='Coming January 2009'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-2612874702382812943</id><published>2008-08-22T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T14:26:14.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding, Boston, &amp; NYC</title><content type='html'>Kent and I just got back from a whirlwind trip to the east coast covering Boston, Albany, and NYC in a week. The reason for this trip was. . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SK8p-q4VWuI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/fSJr0RwRNNs/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237451048294374114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SK8p-q4VWuI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/fSJr0RwRNNs/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my brother Brian married Christina. The wedding was perfect and they both looked amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SK8p_C2FPJI/AAAAAAAAAMY/7lxKsGyX5YQ/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237451054727380114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SK8p_C2FPJI/AAAAAAAAAMY/7lxKsGyX5YQ/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My 4 nieces looked so cute. They were probably smiling because Andy wasn't around to pull their hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SK8p_cLnBEI/AAAAAAAAAMg/URSNe3KxVFI/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237451061528560706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SK8p_cLnBEI/AAAAAAAAAMg/URSNe3KxVFI/s320/028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I loved Concord and Walden Pond. Unfortunately we were running from a very big storm. About one minute after this picture was taken lighting and thunder where hitting at the same time and it was pouring buckets of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SK8p_sNtUiI/AAAAAAAAAMo/3LCducDQ32w/s1600-h/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237451065832329762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SK8p_sNtUiI/AAAAAAAAAMo/3LCducDQ32w/s320/038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Boston was spectacular! The city was amazing and I loved all the history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SK8p_xxlrrI/AAAAAAAAAMw/yl4K_Rz6yG0/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237451067325001394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SK8p_xxlrrI/AAAAAAAAAMw/yl4K_Rz6yG0/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In NYC we stayed with Kent's cute cousin Jill and her husband Brandon. It was so nice to spend some time with them and see all the sites and eat at so many yummy restaurants. We had a great week but were happy to see Andy and once again drive our own cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6962927644590464226-2612874702382812943?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/2612874702382812943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=2612874702382812943' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/2612874702382812943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/2612874702382812943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2008/08/wedding-boston-nyc.html' title='Wedding, Boston, &amp; NYC'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SK8p-q4VWuI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/fSJr0RwRNNs/s72-c/011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-6133301405431282403</id><published>2008-07-29T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T12:47:06.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Giant Zuc!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Our neighbor brought this giant zucchini over to us last night. Any one have some good zucchini recipes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SI9yuU3D8DI/AAAAAAAAALg/kQkj-IMrvQ4/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228523832599638066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SI9yuU3D8DI/AAAAAAAAALg/kQkj-IMrvQ4/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/6962927644590464226-6133301405431282403?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/6133301405431282403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=6133301405431282403' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/6133301405431282403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/6133301405431282403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2008/07/one-giant-zuc.html' title='One Giant Zuc!'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SI9yuU3D8DI/AAAAAAAAALg/kQkj-IMrvQ4/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-3120261530303131693</id><published>2008-07-29T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T12:49:16.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Church</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Andy started walking at 9 months and running at 11. Unfortunately he hasn't stopped running since then and church is an absolute disaster and doesn't seem to be getting any better. Every week I pack a bag full of great quiet activities from magnetic books to sticker books, s&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;linky's&lt;/span&gt; to snacks. I don't think I have high expectations. He doesn't have to sit on my lap, but just stay in our row. I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; taking him out to the hall but can't we stay in the meeting for 10, 5 or even 2 minutes. Lately he starts getting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;rowdy&lt;/span&gt; during the opening song. That is about 20 seconds into the meeting. This last week we hadn't even made it to our seats and he had started screaming. Within about 12 minutes he managed to pull the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;woman's&lt;/span&gt; hair in front of us (hard), throw his crackers all over the ground and jump on them before I could even grab him and then while we were trying to clean up his mess he slipped past Kent's hands and ran up to the front stand. Kent went after him and Andy decided it was a game, Kent would go one way, Andy would go another. It took him about 2 minutes to get him off the stand. After this he was banished to the hall for good. Kent and I come home totally exhausted, sweaty and ready for a nap. I need to take some before and after shots. They would be hilarious.&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/6962927644590464226-3120261530303131693?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/3120261530303131693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=3120261530303131693' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/3120261530303131693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/3120261530303131693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2008/07/church.html' title='Church'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-8956700525041160147</id><published>2008-07-29T12:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T12:19:05.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silver Lake</title><content type='html'>This is the best little summer walk/hike with little kids. Its beautiful, the air is cool, the trail is flat, and easy fishing access.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SI9sJcvaVSI/AAAAAAAAALI/PkNIXJu3WBw/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228516601990108450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SI9sJcvaVSI/AAAAAAAAALI/PkNIXJu3WBw/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Andy amazingly didn't even get wet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SI9sJo9Rx2I/AAAAAAAAALQ/Px2XmbHY08U/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228516605269493602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SI9sJo9Rx2I/AAAAAAAAALQ/Px2XmbHY08U/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; * Jo &amp;amp; Niccole this is where we should have come last summer when we went on our "little hike" with andy man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962927644590464226-8956700525041160147?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/8956700525041160147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=8956700525041160147' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/8956700525041160147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/8956700525041160147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2008/07/silver-lake.html' title='Silver Lake'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SI9sJcvaVSI/AAAAAAAAALI/PkNIXJu3WBw/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-6035140771442318776</id><published>2008-07-17T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T12:29:02.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Great Library Find</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SH-W9XM6cDI/AAAAAAAAALA/C57dhnpZQXA/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224060073717428274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SH-W9XM6cDI/AAAAAAAAALA/C57dhnpZQXA/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Andy and I stumbled on this great book while at the library. I think we picked it up because it had a car on the front and was next to a Thomas the Train book. Well the story is about a little girl that wants a bike and ends up getting her first low rider car, complete with flames, from her grandpa. She even wins a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;low rider&lt;/span&gt; bouncing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;competition&lt;/span&gt;. The story is accompanied by lots of Spanish phases that I butchered. It was a great change from our usual truck, train or airplane books and is guaranteed to put a smile on your face.&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/6962927644590464226-6035140771442318776?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/6035140771442318776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=6035140771442318776' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/6035140771442318776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/6035140771442318776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2008/07/great-library-find.html' title='A Great Library Find'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SH-W9XM6cDI/AAAAAAAAALA/C57dhnpZQXA/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-3925121153575660876</id><published>2008-07-15T11:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T11:58:11.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Doesn't Love a Rolly Polley</title><content type='html'>Andy has discovered bugs. With all the time we spend outside he finds a lot of them. His favorite are the rolly pollys, but is quite taken with worms, snails, spiders and bees. I am just happy he doesn't try to eat any of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SHzx8JqCcRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/NjlvJie8UD0/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223315683529617682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SHzx8JqCcRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/NjlvJie8UD0/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This day the bugs stayed outside but he has started to sneak them in. I am sure I will find a snail in his or my bed one of they days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SHzyCbbbF_I/AAAAAAAAAK4/w047-mnG9tY/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223315791379372018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SHzyCbbbF_I/AAAAAAAAAK4/w047-mnG9tY/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/6962927644590464226-3925121153575660876?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/3925121153575660876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=3925121153575660876' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/3925121153575660876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/3925121153575660876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2008/07/who-doesnt-love-rolly-polley.html' title='Who Doesn&apos;t Love a Rolly Polley'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/SHzx8JqCcRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/NjlvJie8UD0/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-4287721893395476167</id><published>2008-04-16T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T12:25:44.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost &amp; Found</title><content type='html'>A few days ago I had been out plant shopping with Andyman. Getting to the car is often the trickypart (as many of you moms can relate to). I was trying to juggle andy so he doesn't take off running, the plants I had just bought and my purse while trying to dig my keys out of my purse. At some point I put my wallet on the top of my car without realizing it and drove off. About 20 minutes later I got a call from American Express saying someone had found my wallet (I didn't even know it was gone at this point) and had called them to get in touch with me. Amer Express gave me this girls cell phone number who had my wallet. I called her and was able to go pick it up. She had found it a few blocks from where I had been, in the middle of the street, in a construction zone under an overpass and it was about 6pm. Talk about a major disaster diverted. I am so thankful for all the good honest people out there, and this girl in particular.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962927644590464226-4287721893395476167?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/4287721893395476167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=4287721893395476167' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/4287721893395476167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/4287721893395476167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2008/04/lost-found.html' title='Lost &amp; Found'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-4567244370475488925</id><published>2008-04-01T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T20:30:49.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>California Dreamin</title><content type='html'>My parents recently made a quick trip to Utah and so Andy and I accompanied them back to Cali. In case you were wondering Cali rocks, especially when it is winter in utah. This trip was as great as always which makes it hard to leave. We have been back in Utah a few days and it has already snowed 3 times. We miss Cali and can't wait to go back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R_KQRDsb7gI/AAAAAAAAAJA/9jNgBlMTOaQ/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184364743780724226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R_KQRDsb7gI/AAAAAAAAAJA/9jNgBlMTOaQ/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Andy making pancakes with grandpa. Andy adores my dad. He loved helping my dad feed the birds, go for walks around the yard and reservoir. Andy has recently become obsessed with fires and my dad would let him help make fires in the fireplace even though it was in th 80's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R_KQRjsb7hI/AAAAAAAAAJI/g4iFuivT_3M/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184364752370658834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R_KQRjsb7hI/AAAAAAAAAJI/g4iFuivT_3M/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maybe next years easter egg decorating will work out a little better.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R_KQTDsb7iI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/cii41Gi6p-c/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184364778140462626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R_KQTDsb7iI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/cii41Gi6p-c/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Andy loves his cousins so much. From the second he woke up in the morning to bed time he would play with his cousins. We are excited that these 2 cousins are coming to visit next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R_KQTjsb7jI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Gp_iucfLOpQ/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184364786730397234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R_KQTjsb7jI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Gp_iucfLOpQ/s320/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More cousins! Andy and Trent are like 4 weeks apart in age (though Trent is like double andy's size). They are a little competitive but I know they will be such good buddies as they get older!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962927644590464226-4567244370475488925?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/4567244370475488925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=4567244370475488925' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/4567244370475488925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/4567244370475488925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-parents-recently-made-quick-trip-to.html' title='California Dreamin'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R_KQRDsb7gI/AAAAAAAAAJA/9jNgBlMTOaQ/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-2504918887718098149</id><published>2008-04-01T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T12:29:25.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends Forever</title><content type='html'>10 years ago, my freshman year at BYU, I met this amazing girl from Georgia named Erica. She loved to dance, flirt and have fun as much as I did and had this great southern accent. We became great friends and we still remain close to this day even though we haven't lived in the same state for like 7 years. We recently met up in Cali and braved 2 days at Disneyland with 2 1-year olds and a 5 year old. I laughed for most of the two days straight and we had a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R_KMezsb7fI/AAAAAAAAAI4/1RUwSENWxME/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184360581957414386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R_KMezsb7fI/AAAAAAAAAI4/1RUwSENWxME/s320/035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank goodness for our harness backpacks for andy and carolina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R_KMIDsb7cI/AAAAAAAAAIg/NbeX95bIbAE/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184360191115390402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R_KMIDsb7cI/AAAAAAAAAIg/NbeX95bIbAE/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Best part of the day :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R_KMIjsb7dI/AAAAAAAAAIo/_KgrqcWdnp0/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184360199705325010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R_KMIjsb7dI/AAAAAAAAAIo/_KgrqcWdnp0/s320/029.JPG" border="0" /&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/6962927644590464226-2504918887718098149?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/2504918887718098149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=2504918887718098149' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/2504918887718098149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/2504918887718098149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2008/04/friends-forever.html' title='Friends Forever'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R_KMezsb7fI/AAAAAAAAAI4/1RUwSENWxME/s72-c/035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-9039022698115312017</id><published>2008-04-01T12:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T12:12:24.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brian + Christina</title><content type='html'>My brother Brian has officially popped the question to Christina. They are getting married the end of this summer in Boston. We are so excited he found such a cute, fun girl to be our sister in law (and his wife). And we can't wait for our trip back east! I haven't seen the sparkler yet, but I hear its a beauty. Good job Bud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R_KIKDsb7bI/AAAAAAAAAIY/gVYo9aizb0Q/s1600-h/059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184355827428617650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R_KIKDsb7bI/AAAAAAAAAIY/gVYo9aizb0Q/s320/059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/6962927644590464226-9039022698115312017?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/9039022698115312017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=9039022698115312017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/9039022698115312017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/9039022698115312017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2008/04/brian-christina.html' title='Brian + Christina'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R_KIKDsb7bI/AAAAAAAAAIY/gVYo9aizb0Q/s72-c/059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-3094299617230030977</id><published>2008-04-01T11:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T12:07:40.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And he is going to. . . .</title><content type='html'>PERU!!!!! My brother Mike got his mission call and we are SOOOO excited! Its crazy cuz it seems like he was this adorable 5 year old kid like yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R_KF_Tsb7YI/AAAAAAAAAIA/XY3qp8FBQ08/s1600-h/054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184353443721768322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R_KF_Tsb7YI/AAAAAAAAAIA/XY3qp8FBQ08/s320/054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mike, Brian, Christina, and our cousin Wil came to our house to open the call. We set up the web cam with the rest of the fam in cali so everyone could be part of the occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R_KGADsb7ZI/AAAAAAAAAII/IMA7DUtjNH0/s1600-h/056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184353456606670226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R_KGADsb7ZI/AAAAAAAAAII/IMA7DUtjNH0/s320/056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My little bros aren't so little any more!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R_KGAjsb7aI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/W4geBl_U7KA/s1600-h/061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184353465196604834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R_KGAjsb7aI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/W4geBl_U7KA/s320/061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andy has this special connection to his uncle Mike. He adores him. It is really cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962927644590464226-3094299617230030977?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/3094299617230030977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=3094299617230030977' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/3094299617230030977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/3094299617230030977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2008/04/and-he-is-going-to.html' title='And he is going to. . . .'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R_KF_Tsb7YI/AAAAAAAAAIA/XY3qp8FBQ08/s72-c/054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-8671088258080745049</id><published>2008-04-01T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T11:56:03.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Firestation</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago we went with some friends to the firestation for a tour. The kids had a blast and the firemen were so cute with them. They made sure to only show the "cool stuff".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R_KDHjsb7UI/AAAAAAAAAHg/UhYqfRWWYIw/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184350286920805698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R_KDHjsb7UI/AAAAAAAAAHg/UhYqfRWWYIw/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lots of bribes involved to get 8 kids sitting still in front of this sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R_KDITsb7VI/AAAAAAAAAHo/dI7ny0yroxU/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184350299805707602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R_KDITsb7VI/AAAAAAAAAHo/dI7ny0yroxU/s320/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Andy loves wheels and was absolutely captivated by the fire engines giant wheels. They are still a topic of conversation. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R_KDIzsb7WI/AAAAAAAAAHw/BFUiJQZf_Dc/s1600-h/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184350308395642210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R_KDIzsb7WI/AAAAAAAAAHw/BFUiJQZf_Dc/s320/039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not so sure about driving the fire engine. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R_KDJTsb7XI/AAAAAAAAAH4/CFN1DpDQEiw/s1600-h/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184350316985576818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R_KDJTsb7XI/AAAAAAAAAH4/CFN1DpDQEiw/s320/032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most kids wanted to hold the hose, Andy wanted to put his fingers in it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962927644590464226-8671088258080745049?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/8671088258080745049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=8671088258080745049' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/8671088258080745049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/8671088258080745049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2008/04/firestation.html' title='Firestation'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R_KDHjsb7UI/AAAAAAAAAHg/UhYqfRWWYIw/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-3559859905883369650</id><published>2008-03-04T11:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T12:17:16.998-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GO JAZZ!!!!</title><content type='html'>So anybody that knows Kent knows he LOVES the Jazz. And he has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; passed that onto Andy. One of Andy's first words was Jazz. The games are always on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; in our house and Kent is often giving tutorials to Andy. Kent goes to Jazz games all the time and I go quite a bit but I have not been too excited to bring Andy. All I can imagine is 2 1/2 hours of trying to keep Andy in a confined space which sounds like church (church often doesn't go so well). We finally decided to take him last night and was I wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R82p5BdHrdI/AAAAAAAAAHI/A-w39HWAJKY/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173978344026779090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R82p5BdHrdI/AAAAAAAAAHI/A-w39HWAJKY/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As soon as we got into the stadium, Andy knew exactly where we were. He was so excited he could hardly contain himself. He just kept clapping, dancing and yelling "Yeah" and "Go Jazz". He was very entertaining and didn't even try to jump off the bleachers or run away once. I was shocked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R82p6hdHreI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ylzIYns7zLs/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173978369796582882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R82p6hdHreI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ylzIYns7zLs/s320/023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kent and Andy are both sporting their jerseys. Andy loves his jersey and wears it about every other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R82p7RdHrfI/AAAAAAAAAHY/760oUCcLvGQ/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173978382681484786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R82p7RdHrfI/AAAAAAAAAHY/760oUCcLvGQ/s320/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And to top the night off the Jazz won after a pretty close second half. GO JAZZ! (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Lakers&lt;/span&gt; are still the best!) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962927644590464226-3559859905883369650?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/3559859905883369650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=3559859905883369650' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/3559859905883369650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/3559859905883369650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2008/03/go-jazz.html' title='GO JAZZ!!!!'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R82p5BdHrdI/AAAAAAAAAHI/A-w39HWAJKY/s72-c/015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-4337872019929157493</id><published>2008-02-26T12:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T12:47:12.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a good day</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171389652055438418" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R8R3fUXlNFI/AAAAAAAAAGY/PwYHobpLW8A/s320/deer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;So today Andy and I had just finished &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;storytime&lt;/span&gt; and we were driving in the car on a pretty busy street. We looked over and saw 2 deer leaping through the grass along the side of the road. It was so cool and then out of the trees came 4 more deer. It was funny because people were on the sidewalk really close to the deer just frozen watching this herd running. You'd think we were up in the mountains and not driving along a busy city street. I tried to take a picture but couldn't manage since I was driving. I was way more excited about the deer than Andyman. And to top off the day, it is actually sunny and no one in my house is sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R8R3RkXlNEI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/PAnk7MYnsD0/s1600-h/deer.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/6962927644590464226-4337872019929157493?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/4337872019929157493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=4337872019929157493' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/4337872019929157493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/4337872019929157493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2008/02/good-day.html' title='a good day'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R8R3fUXlNFI/AAAAAAAAAGY/PwYHobpLW8A/s72-c/deer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-6163766699985561179</id><published>2008-02-25T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T11:09:40.195-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waffles!!!!</title><content type='html'>So we knew Andy was feeling better when at 2am he woke up screaming WAFFLES!!! Nice try. He got some milk which satisfied him until about 5:45am when "WAFFLES" could once again be heard. He finally got his waffles. I guess little kids get cravings too. Kinda funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962927644590464226-6163766699985561179?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/6163766699985561179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=6163766699985561179' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/6163766699985561179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/6163766699985561179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2008/02/waffles.html' title='Waffles!!!!'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-3995186708774310780</id><published>2008-02-25T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T11:03:24.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will The Crib Last Til July?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R8MOs0XlNDI/AAAAAAAAAGI/m4UIbmfOVeI/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170992960286045234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R8MOs0XlNDI/AAAAAAAAAGI/m4UIbmfOVeI/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At somepoint I got July in my mind when I would move Andy to a toddler bed. That would put him at 2 and a few months. Well I am not sure I will make it. This is how a found Andy a few mornings ago, straddling the side of his crib. I have to get him out of his crib as soon as he wakes up otherwise he tries to get out himself. A few months ago he fell out of his bed and knocked himself out. Your probably wondering why he is still in a crib after that. For any of you that have never met my child, he is wild. I cringe at the wild nights and days ahead when we make that leap to toddler bed. For now  the crib stays.&lt;br /&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/6962927644590464226-3995186708774310780?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/3995186708774310780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=3995186708774310780' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/3995186708774310780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/3995186708774310780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2008/02/will-crib-last-til-july.html' title='Will The Crib Last Til July?'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R8MOs0XlNDI/AAAAAAAAAGI/m4UIbmfOVeI/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-3057728710421154100</id><published>2008-02-19T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T20:06:26.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am So Grateful For . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R7ul70XlNCI/AAAAAAAAAGA/6rJn9d4q1r0/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168907444426191906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R7ul70XlNCI/AAAAAAAAAGA/6rJn9d4q1r0/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; . . our amazing washer and dryer! A-Man has the stomach flu and I have done 38 loads of laundry in the last 3 days! I am not kidding but this does include our normal wash day loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6962927644590464226-3057728710421154100?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/3057728710421154100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=3057728710421154100' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/3057728710421154100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/3057728710421154100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-am-so-grateful-for.html' title='I Am So Grateful For . . .'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R7ul70XlNCI/AAAAAAAAAGA/6rJn9d4q1r0/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-3306480184768115777</id><published>2008-02-19T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T20:08:32.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>our little picasso</title><content type='html'>This past weekend we all went to the Museum of Art and had such a great time. There was a children section set up while we were there and the kids were supposed to walk through the museum for inspiration and then could come paint their own bag. So we had to let Andy in on the fun. I didn't bring my camera but the event was hilarious. Andy was wearing this big t-shirt they provided to keep paint on clothes to a minimum. Kent and I were on either side of Andy trying to contain him and he was just diving for the paints. By the end, Kent and I had paint all over our hands and arms and Andy had it on his hands, arms, pants, sweatshirt, face and in his hair. To say Andy was proud of the finished product is an understatement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R7ujtEXlNAI/AAAAAAAAAFw/6DRY9S636o4/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168904991999865858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R7ujtEXlNAI/AAAAAAAAAFw/6DRY9S636o4/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The museum had a Native American Art section. Kent and I loved it and it reminded us of all the neat Native American Art we saw on our super fun cruise to Alaska this summer. We've decided when we have an extra $15,000 lying around :), we are going to have a totem pole commissioned in our backyard. We can hardly wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R7ujtkXlNBI/AAAAAAAAAF4/8Rfg9focXiY/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168905000589800466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R7ujtkXlNBI/AAAAAAAAAF4/8Rfg9focXiY/s320/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962927644590464226-3306480184768115777?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/3306480184768115777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=3306480184768115777' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/3306480184768115777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/3306480184768115777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2008/02/our-little-picasso.html' title='our little picasso'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R7ujtEXlNAI/AAAAAAAAAFw/6DRY9S636o4/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-4183075515381224344</id><published>2008-02-13T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T08:11:29.694-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not the Nose!</title><content type='html'>Little did I know that after giving birth, I was not done sacrificing my body to my child. Over the weekend, darling andy decided to give me a monster head butt and broke my NOSE! What a punk and it was definately on purpose. The sad thing is I have never had any issues with my nose. Why the nose? Luckily it isn't really out of alignment but I have this really nice little bump that the doctor said may or may not go away. The joys of motherhood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962927644590464226-4183075515381224344?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/4183075515381224344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=4183075515381224344' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/4183075515381224344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/4183075515381224344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2008/02/not-nose.html' title='Not the Nose!'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-284721560345332400</id><published>2008-02-04T19:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T19:57:28.879-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a day of bones</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R6fdKnu86uI/AAAAAAAAAE4/VqDD4io87j4/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163338672337906402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R6fdKnu86uI/AAAAAAAAAE4/VqDD4io87j4/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We are trying to find all the kid friendly activities to do in utah to help pass these never ending snowy days. (you can only go sledding so many times) so today we went to the natural history museum and andy man loved digging for dinosaur bones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R6fdLHu86vI/AAAAAAAAAFA/YRmIAE8oPvU/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163338680927841010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R6fdLHu86vI/AAAAAAAAAFA/YRmIAE8oPvU/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you put a coin down the dinasaurs mouth it will talk and roar. Andy would growl right back at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R6fc2nu86tI/AAAAAAAAAEw/deAKZyt9eFw/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R6fanXu86rI/AAAAAAAAAEg/0YWcSaCB5G8/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&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/6962927644590464226-284721560345332400?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/284721560345332400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=284721560345332400' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/284721560345332400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/284721560345332400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2008/02/day-of-bones.html' title='a day of bones'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R6fdKnu86uI/AAAAAAAAAE4/VqDD4io87j4/s72-c/016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-66442563296878394</id><published>2008-02-04T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T19:34:17.021-08:00</updated><title type='text'>friday nights</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R6fYpXu86qI/AAAAAAAAAEY/AU72eH3-b0Q/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163333703060744866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R6fYpXu86qI/AAAAAAAAAEY/AU72eH3-b0Q/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How could I not post this picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962927644590464226-66442563296878394?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/66442563296878394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=66442563296878394' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/66442563296878394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/66442563296878394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2008/02/friday-nights.html' title='friday nights'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R6fYpXu86qI/AAAAAAAAAEY/AU72eH3-b0Q/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-899474844029009396</id><published>2008-02-04T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T19:30:17.734-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blue blazer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R6fWiXu86pI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/qx7FHdk_S3o/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163331383778405010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R6fWiXu86pI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/qx7FHdk_S3o/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A-Man got this little blazer for christmas from his grandma. He is such a little man in it. It is quite the trick to take a picture of andy these days. I'm not sure where he learned to say "cheese" but he yells it as he is running towards me, prior to any picture being taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R6fWDHu86oI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ue0_l6QMysg/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163330846907492994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R6fWDHu86oI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ue0_l6QMysg/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Andy is into picking out his own outfits and on sunday he did not want to put his white shirt on until he realized he got to wear his tie and jacket like daddy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962927644590464226-899474844029009396?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/899474844029009396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=899474844029009396' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/899474844029009396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/899474844029009396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2008/02/blue-blazer.html' title='blue blazer'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R6fWiXu86pI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/qx7FHdk_S3o/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-776686527164212829</id><published>2008-01-31T13:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T13:43:32.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOST STARTS TONIGHT!</title><content type='html'>I am sooo excited for the new season of lost which starts tonight! Best show on tv. It has been being advertised as a 2 hour premier but I was sad to find out the first hour is a recap. You can check out past episodes and see clips for tonight here &lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/lost/index?pn=index"&gt;http://abc.go.com/primetime/lost/index?pn=index&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962927644590464226-776686527164212829?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/776686527164212829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=776686527164212829' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/776686527164212829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/776686527164212829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2008/01/lost-starts-tonight.html' title='LOST STARTS TONIGHT!'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-1233602220047082557</id><published>2008-01-31T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T13:27:09.854-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bye-bye</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R6I8iXu86kI/AAAAAAAAADo/izhphKnBG3A/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161754684104174146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R6I8iXu86kI/AAAAAAAAADo/izhphKnBG3A/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Andy is like his dad, when he wakes up in the morning he likes to get going. By about 7am he is ready for a shower, clothes, and to go bye-bye. This wasn't a problem when the weather was nice because we could go outside and play and he was content. But this whole winter thing is another story. We haven't seen our grass since Dec. 1 when it started snowing and my California blood has a hard time hanging out in 22 degree weather. This week Andy and I were both pretty sick and not wanting to infect we have stayed mostly at home. Well Andy has been going nuts. He decided if he couldn't go bye-bye, he would go to work. In this picture he found one of Kent's belts and is trying to put it on as a tie. He just kept yelling work, work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6962927644590464226-1233602220047082557?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/1233602220047082557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=1233602220047082557' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/1233602220047082557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/1233602220047082557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2008/01/bye-bye.html' title='bye-bye'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R6I8iXu86kI/AAAAAAAAADo/izhphKnBG3A/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-4334752525039764393</id><published>2008-01-22T20:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T11:01:08.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>backyard sledding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R5bCbHu86eI/AAAAAAAAADA/kNTRSI3qRkk/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158524194387716578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R5bCbHu86eI/AAAAAAAAADA/kNTRSI3qRkk/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R5bCbnu86fI/AAAAAAAAADI/InU32rmpGmY/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158524202977651186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R5bCbnu86fI/AAAAAAAAADI/InU32rmpGmY/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last weekend we went sledding around our house. We have a little slope in our front yard that we can kinda sled down and this is Kent pulling Andy around the backyard. It was hilarious. I have a great video clip of this but for some reason I am not cool enough to make it post. You all make it look so easy.&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/6962927644590464226-4334752525039764393?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/4334752525039764393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=4334752525039764393' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/4334752525039764393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/4334752525039764393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2008/01/backyard-sledding.html' title='backyard sledding'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R5bCbHu86eI/AAAAAAAAADA/kNTRSI3qRkk/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-703409857657600562</id><published>2007-12-16T19:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T20:33:54.589-08:00</updated><title type='text'>contraband</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R2Xz9qZEUoI/AAAAAAAAAB0/_pJ-kHQkQ5s/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144786390017659522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R2Xz9qZEUoI/AAAAAAAAAB0/_pJ-kHQkQ5s/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had our first shoplifting experience yesterday. Andy loves the grocery carts with the car at the front. He will actually stay in them for five minutes when we are at the store. I learned they also make for easy access to the candy isle at checkout. Well Andy managed to swipe candy in the shape of a bottle and keep it out of my line of vision all the way home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962927644590464226-703409857657600562?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/703409857657600562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=703409857657600562' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/703409857657600562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/703409857657600562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2007/12/contraband.html' title='contraband'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R2Xz9qZEUoI/AAAAAAAAAB0/_pJ-kHQkQ5s/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-5650236071260520553</id><published>2007-12-13T20:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T20:35:29.687-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adios Johnsons</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R2IOH6ZEUkI/AAAAAAAAABU/ZOQaRTEUBXw/s1600-h/001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143689253506798146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R2IOH6ZEUkI/AAAAAAAAABU/ZOQaRTEUBXw/s320/001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R2IOIqZEUmI/AAAAAAAAABk/478pB7i2xZE/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143689266391700066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R2IOIqZEUmI/AAAAAAAAABk/478pB7i2xZE/s320/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our good friends Tim and Niccole Johnson moved back to California today and we will miss them so much. Niccole, Jo (another friend) and myself all grew up in Orange County. Just over a year ago Jo moved to Salt Lake from Logan and Niccole got married and moved to SLC with her hubby and then Kent and I moved her from AZ. It has been a fun year hanging with the girls just like old times. The first picture is of us girls back in '98 and the other is last weekend at Niccole and Tim's going away party. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962927644590464226-5650236071260520553?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/5650236071260520553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=5650236071260520553' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/5650236071260520553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/5650236071260520553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2007/12/adios-johnsons.html' title='Adios Johnsons'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R2IOH6ZEUkI/AAAAAAAAABU/ZOQaRTEUBXw/s72-c/001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-2949967515361885573</id><published>2007-12-09T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T23:07:02.929-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R1zilVBSHOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tWLfEXi3jyE/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142234005475826914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R1zilVBSHOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tWLfEXi3jyE/s320/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We have had some more snowy days and Andy-man loves the snow (until he gets cold). He pushes his face up to the back door and yells nose, nose (his word for snow) until we bundle up and go outside. He especially likes to eat it, laying flat on his stomach, chompin away. Unfortunately he is not particular about the quality of snow he is eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6962927644590464226-2949967515361885573?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/2949967515361885573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=2949967515361885573' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/2949967515361885573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/2949967515361885573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2007/12/snow-days.html' title='Snow Days'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/R1zilVBSHOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tWLfEXi3jyE/s72-c/019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6962927644590464226.post-7522612821528919639</id><published>2007-12-08T12:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T22:47:44.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WE DID IT!</title><content type='html'>This thing is finally up and running. And I am proud to say no intervention was needed (Tingeys and Webbs). But I do hope I am better at blogging than I am at journaling (sorry mom, you tried).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6962927644590464226-7522612821528919639?l=kentandamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/feeds/7522612821528919639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6962927644590464226&amp;postID=7522612821528919639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/7522612821528919639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6962927644590464226/posts/default/7522612821528919639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentandamber.blogspot.com/2007/12/we-did-it.html' title='WE DID IT!'/><author><name>Amber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234572893931647025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldHYuGeJ4b8/TF7EfadhqaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/sHs_7n70kFc/S220/037.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
