<?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-4328045557386785096</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:58:59.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Another Day in Paradise...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328045557386785096/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918479958553067866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4328045557386785096.post-3527066423561315015</id><published>2009-02-24T15:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T15:58:43.942-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still here...</title><content type='html'>I haven't posted anything since November...what a slacker!  Life has been really crazy the last 2 or 3 months.  I had issues with my pregnancy in the beginning and was on and off bedrest for about 6 weeks.  Thankfully everything is great now and we are expecting another baby boy in June.  We can only hope and pray that Andrew quits acting like a maniac by that time. (I'm not going to hold my breath)  I have also been working on a home business and it's going a lot slower than planned.  I quit my job in September and purchased the equipment and supplies to start a vinyl cutting business.  I have a website domain and a lot of plans and ideas, I just need to make it happen.  My web designer (Dave) also happens to be very busy with school and work.  I'm really excited to be home all day with my kids (most days) and know this is what I'm supposed to be doing.  Hopefully we can get everything running soon.  Keep checking for my website to be up and running:  &lt;a href="http://www.vinyldesignshop.com/"&gt;www.vinyldesignshop.com&lt;/a&gt;  I will post some recent pictures of latest birthdays, events, etc. soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4328045557386785096-3527066423561315015?l=justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com/feeds/3527066423561315015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4328045557386785096&amp;postID=3527066423561315015' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328045557386785096/posts/default/3527066423561315015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328045557386785096/posts/default/3527066423561315015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-still-here.html' title='I&apos;m still here...'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918479958553067866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4328045557386785096.post-4271684381717634198</id><published>2008-11-18T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T11:21:19.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas is Coming!</title><content type='html'>I'm in a Christmasy mood...only 37 days and counting. I look forward to this time of year almost year round. It's such a fabulous, wonderful season. There's something magical about it that I still feel after 31 years. I honestly don't know if the kids or I get more excited. Each year I try to have my Christmas shopping done before Thanksgiving so that I can just sit back and enjoy the next month of festive fun. I have 4 more gifts to purchase and I'll be done. Let the wrapping bliss begin. Wrapping is one of my favorite Christmas activities. My children have definitely inherited my Christmas fever. Hannah asked me this morning, "Mom, how can I wait any longer for Santa to come? I just love Christmas!" I love being together with family, I love watching someone open a gift that I am so excited to give, I love watching my kids come down the stairs on Christmas morning, and I love remembering and feeling what Christmas is all about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4328045557386785096-4271684381717634198?l=justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com/feeds/4271684381717634198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4328045557386785096&amp;postID=4271684381717634198' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328045557386785096/posts/default/4271684381717634198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328045557386785096/posts/default/4271684381717634198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com/2008/11/christmas-is-coming.html' title='Christmas is Coming!'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918479958553067866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4328045557386785096.post-8261524028963125349</id><published>2008-11-14T15:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T16:20:34.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>I know Halloween was 2 weeks ago, but I haven't blogged in forever and it seemed like a good place to start again. We had a really fun Halloween this year. We had non-stop activities the week leading up to it. I'm posting a few of the highlights. I love carving pumpkins, so we always do this for the family home evening before Halloween. Here are the kids showing off their work.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SR4UoYJsTDI/AAAAAAAAASI/G-W_rEUuxcA/s1600-h/P1050614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268671297980484658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SR4UoYJsTDI/AAAAAAAAASI/G-W_rEUuxcA/s320/P1050614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Meggan had us over for a yummy spaghetti dinner and a visit to the local Shelley pumpkin patch. Here are some pics of the kids with the cousins. We had a great time.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SR4UINTyRhI/AAAAAAAAASA/ZyZ9o3G6vvc/s1600-h/P1050658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268670745314215442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SR4UINTyRhI/AAAAAAAAASA/ZyZ9o3G6vvc/s320/P1050658.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SR4UHlGLZcI/AAAAAAAAAR4/VfbYOYgyibo/s1600-h/P1050681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268670734519723458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SR4UHlGLZcI/AAAAAAAAAR4/VfbYOYgyibo/s320/P1050681.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids humored me this year and were willing to be a Steelers player and cheerleader. They were actually excited about it after I hyped it up for a couple of weeks. But, Hannah had a little Halloween party at preschool and wanted to be Tinkerbell. So, since it's too cold in Idaho to trick-or-treat as Tinkerbell and because she wanted to be a Steelers cheerleader with her football player brother, we compromised. She was Tinkerbell at her school party and a cheerleader for trick-or-treating. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SR4TBDCRzfI/AAAAAAAAARw/b6_goB8A918/s1600-h/P1050637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268669522785717746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SR4TBDCRzfI/AAAAAAAAARw/b6_goB8A918/s320/P1050637.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SR4TA2w4aqI/AAAAAAAAARo/tSyEoyLgUiQ/s1600-h/P1050640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268669519491525282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 205px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SR4TA2w4aqI/AAAAAAAAARo/tSyEoyLgUiQ/s320/P1050640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hannah and Andrew before trick-or-treating...the older kids were with friends cuz they're too cool for us these days. They actually got to trunk-or-treating at our church and then trick-or-treating in our neighborhood. They made a haul this year! :0)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SR4RO1J62HI/AAAAAAAAARg/yVudOzinvcs/s1600-h/P1050695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268667560554584178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 172px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SR4RO1J62HI/AAAAAAAAARg/yVudOzinvcs/s320/P1050695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SR4ROTNanYI/AAAAAAAAARY/D-uZnjT9KlU/s1600-h/P1050693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268667551442443650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SR4ROTNanYI/AAAAAAAAARY/D-uZnjT9KlU/s320/P1050693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SR4RONWIxGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/sJ8gc_iBJSo/s1600-h/P1050685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268667549868409954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SR4RONWIxGI/AAAAAAAAARQ/sJ8gc_iBJSo/s320/P1050685.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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&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/4328045557386785096-8261524028963125349?l=justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com/feeds/8261524028963125349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4328045557386785096&amp;postID=8261524028963125349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328045557386785096/posts/default/8261524028963125349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328045557386785096/posts/default/8261524028963125349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918479958553067866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SR4UoYJsTDI/AAAAAAAAASI/G-W_rEUuxcA/s72-c/P1050614.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4328045557386785096.post-3159010412638761753</id><published>2008-11-14T13:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T17:16:19.378-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag...Longest post ever!</title><content type='html'>I have been tagged by Meggan and Melissa (a very long long time ago)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I: Amanda Jo Reading&lt;br /&gt;I am: really tired today&lt;br /&gt;I think: about everything way too much&lt;br /&gt;I know: that the church is true&lt;br /&gt;I want: my kids to be happy&lt;br /&gt;I wish: I had a better metabolism&lt;br /&gt;I hate: migraine headaches&lt;br /&gt;I miss: My grandparents&lt;br /&gt;I fear: for my children in this evil world&lt;br /&gt;I feel: a touch nauseated&lt;br /&gt;I hear: Nothing&lt;br /&gt;I smell: Cinnamon cider scentsy&lt;br /&gt;I crave: a banana creamy...I've wanted one of these for like the past week. I called Dave to have him pick one up for me after work.&lt;br /&gt;I search: constantly for missing things in my chaotic home.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder: if Obama will be a decent president&lt;br /&gt;I regret: not finishing my bachelor's degree with only one semester to go (it's never too late, right)&lt;br /&gt;I love: My family&lt;br /&gt;I care about: things too deeply and then I get overwhelmed.&lt;br /&gt;I always: time myself when I brush my teeth&lt;br /&gt;I am not: as limber as I used to be (I was doing cartwheels with Hannah a couple weeks ago and I almost broke in half)&lt;br /&gt;I believe: our country will get out of the slump that it's in&lt;br /&gt;I dance: ...with my kids&lt;br /&gt;I sing: constantly and usually with my kids&lt;br /&gt;I don't always: bite my tongue when I should&lt;br /&gt;I write: as little as possible with my carpal tunnel syndrome&lt;br /&gt;I win: and then I gloat (I'm a soar winner)&lt;br /&gt;I lose: and then I pout (I'm also a soar loser) At least I can admit it, right. :0)&lt;br /&gt;I never: thought I would be in my 30's :0)&lt;br /&gt;I listen: to the TV during the day, but I very rarely watch it.&lt;br /&gt;I can usually be found: driving my children here and there and everywhere&lt;br /&gt;I am scared of: bad things happening to my kids&lt;br /&gt;I need: a nap (I'm with Meggan on that)&lt;br /&gt;I am happy about: my new home business and being able to stay home with my kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What time did you get up this morning? 8:15 (I was a touch on the sleepy (and sick) side this morning.&lt;br /&gt;2. Diamonds or pearls? Diamonds for sure&lt;br /&gt;3.What was the last film you saw at the cinema? Madagascar 2&lt;br /&gt;4. What is your favorite TV show? Boston Legal and Grey's Anatomy&lt;br /&gt;5. What do you usually have for breakfast? soda crackers and 7-Up&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your middle name? Jo&lt;br /&gt;7. What food do you dislike? tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;8. What is your favorite CD at moment? Twilight Soundtrack&lt;br /&gt;9. What kind of car do you drive? Suburban&lt;br /&gt;10. Favorite sandwich? Turkey and bacon (I agree with Meggan)&lt;br /&gt;11. What characteristics do you despise? self-righteousness&lt;br /&gt;12. Favorite item of clothing? Sweaters (one of the reasons I look forward to winter)&lt;br /&gt;13. If you could go anywhere in the world on vacation, where would you go? Scotland because I'm obssessed with it and Dominican Republic because Dave served his mission there.&lt;br /&gt;14. Favorite brand of clothing? Liz &amp;amp; Co...I think they're cute and I can usually wear a size smaller in these than anything else, so they make me feel skinnier. (Deep down I know that they're really just sized differently)&lt;br /&gt;15. Where would you retire to? I'm not even really sure where I'll live in 2 years...but Dave and I have talked a little about ending up in Pittsburgh.&lt;br /&gt;16. What was your most memorable birthday? My first surprise party when I was in the 2nd grade.&lt;br /&gt;17. Favorite sport to watch? Football, of course&lt;br /&gt;18. When is your birthday? 9/16/77&lt;br /&gt;19. Are you a morning person or a night person? night...I stay up way too late&lt;br /&gt;20. What is your shoe size? 7 1/2...it was 6 1/2 before I had kids, but it went up half a size with each pregnancy. It better not happen this time...we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;21. Pets? none right now...I work on Dave occassionally, again...we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;22. Any new and exciting news you'd like to share with us? I'm pregnant (about 8 weeks), but my kids don't know yet, so please don't tell them, since you all talk to my kids so often. :0)&lt;br /&gt;23. What did you want to be when you were little? Mostly a mommy and a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;24. What is your favorite candy? Hmmm, so many to choose from. But, I'd have to say a Heath bar. (I think) or maybe Butterfinger, except Almond Joys are pretty yummy. But sometimes I really want a Milky Way, and when the mood strikes, a Reese Peanut Butter Cup. Okay, so I eat way too much chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;25. What is your favorite flower? lilies&lt;br /&gt;26. What is a day on the calendar you are looking forward to? Thanksgiving, Christmas, and June 29 (my due date)&lt;br /&gt;27. What are you listening to right now? Nothing... my house is blissfully silent because my children are actully napping&lt;br /&gt;28. What was the last thing you ate? grilled ham and cheese sandwich&lt;br /&gt;29. Do you wish upon stars? very often&lt;br /&gt;30. If you were a crayon, what color would you be? Red...it's my favorite color&lt;br /&gt;31. How is the weather right now? beautiful...a little nip in the air with a beautiful clear sky and no wind...the way I wish it was year round&lt;br /&gt;32. The first person you spoke to on the phone today? sil Bonny&lt;br /&gt;33. Favorite soft drink? Currently Cherry Coke (I go through phases)&lt;br /&gt;34. Favorite restaurant? Texas Roadhouse&lt;br /&gt;35. What was your favorite toy as a child? Probably Barbies (like Meggan...we usually played with them together). I also really loved Legos&lt;br /&gt;36. Summer or winter? Winter...not a huge fan of the heat and I love winter activities...snowmobiling, skiing, snowboarding, and just good old-fashioned sledding. I also love wearing sweaters, Christmas, and drinking hot chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;37. Hugs or kisses? Both, but I'm pretty selective about who I'll dish them out to...I'm not a very touchy person. And, I'll only kiss 3 people...Dave and my 2 children.&lt;br /&gt;38. Chocolate or Vanilla? Usually vanilla...I love chocolate, but I don't care for chocolate flavored things...kind of weird.&lt;br /&gt;39. Coffee or tea? Neither&lt;br /&gt;40. Do you want your friends to answer these questions on their blogs? yes&lt;br /&gt;41. When was the last time you cried? This morning and I don't even remember why. It was probably about something stupid because my pregnancy hormones are in full throttle.&lt;br /&gt;42. What is under your bed? My box of gift wrapping stuff and Dave's Christmas presents. He is not a snooper. I only have to tell him not to look and he won't. We're very different in this regard. :0)&lt;br /&gt;43. What did you do last night? Cleaned my house after everyone was in bed, watched Grey's Anatomy, cried a little about something stupid, and then went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;44. What are you afraid of? the evils my children have to face in this world&lt;br /&gt;45. Salty or sweet? I'm a fan of both, but I crave sweet more often.&lt;br /&gt;46. How many keys on your key ring? 3&lt;br /&gt;47. How many years at your current job? I quit my last job about 2 months ago, but if you count my little home business...about 1 month&lt;br /&gt;48. Favorite day of the week? Sunday&lt;br /&gt;49. How many towns have you lived in? 15ish...I moved a lot between 18 and 23.&lt;br /&gt;50. Do you make friends easily? depends on the setting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4328045557386785096-3159010412638761753?l=justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com/feeds/3159010412638761753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4328045557386785096&amp;postID=3159010412638761753' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328045557386785096/posts/default/3159010412638761753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328045557386785096/posts/default/3159010412638761753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-have-been-tagged-by-meggan-and.html' title='Tag...Longest post ever!'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918479958553067866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4328045557386785096.post-6298527134135752202</id><published>2008-09-02T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T19:22:45.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Preschool</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SL30iszzZ0I/AAAAAAAAAQg/8nWLJjooZdc/s1600-h/143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241614418310293314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SL30iszzZ0I/AAAAAAAAAQg/8nWLJjooZdc/s320/143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SL30i9PY2aI/AAAAAAAAAQo/ozCPxwZrJhs/s1600-h/138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241614422720960930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SL30i9PY2aI/AAAAAAAAAQo/ozCPxwZrJhs/s320/138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SL30jBe2vwI/AAAAAAAAAQw/hLDMoJexLPw/s1600-h/137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241614423859576578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SL30jBe2vwI/AAAAAAAAAQw/hLDMoJexLPw/s320/137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SL30jp94dEI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dSqkWOU99-8/s1600-h/134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241614434727130178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SL30jp94dEI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dSqkWOU99-8/s320/134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hannah went back to school today. She's starting her 2nd year of preschool and she was so excited! She has had her outfit picked out for the last 3 weeks. Actually, she's had her first 6 outfits picked out for the last 3 weeks, with clothes, socks, underwear, belts, shoes, accessories, hair bows, and earrings! She is such a girlie girl!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hannah loves to learn. She's starting to sound out words and she's constantly asking me to sit down with her to help her learn more words. It makes me happy that she enjoys learning new things. She tells me that she can't wait until she can read books to Andrew. She's growing up way too fast! Ugh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Preschool has been really good for her. She missed her older siblings so much when they would go to school. It's been really fun for her to meet some of her own little friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4328045557386785096-6298527134135752202?l=justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com/feeds/6298527134135752202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4328045557386785096&amp;postID=6298527134135752202' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328045557386785096/posts/default/6298527134135752202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328045557386785096/posts/default/6298527134135752202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com/2008/09/back-to-preschool.html' title='Back to Preschool'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918479958553067866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SL30iszzZ0I/AAAAAAAAAQg/8nWLJjooZdc/s72-c/143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4328045557386785096.post-1312354625884843737</id><published>2008-09-02T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T08:30:51.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Football Season...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SL1cGco0ffI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Q61bCNJu2SY/s1600-h/steelers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241446807165500914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SL1cGco0ffI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Q61bCNJu2SY/s320/steelers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Football season starts in 2 days and I just had to share my excitement... I love football! I love the NFL and football season! I love the Pittsburgh Steelers! I love the thrill of the game and I look forward to each Sunday when the race to the playoffs continues. I love going to football parties and watching games with my husband! Okay, okay, I'll stop myself there. I admit I'm not just "one of the guys." I squeal, scream, and jump up and down during the big games. I comment on the cuteness of the players and their bums in tight pants (with a subsequent eye roll from Dave). I have sequins on my Steelers gear and some of it is pink. I make scrapbook pages of my favorite football moments. And, I usually feel just a little bit sad for the losing team (but don't tell anybody). But a person, after hearing all of this, can still not question my fanhood. I know the ins and outs of the game. I can quote stats with the best of them. I know the divisions, the divisional leaders, the best defensive and offensive players, and I know which match ups will be the most exciting to watch. I know the Steelers schedule and have my weekend or Monday night planned around watching them. I watch each play of every game I watch, and I usually have my nails bitten off before the end. I'm on NFL.com daily to hear the latest in football news. I LOVE the game. I live and breathe the game each season. And while I insist on retaining my femininity in my quest for ultimate fanhood, I can't help but feel just a touch smug with maybe a twings of pride when someone says, "Wow, she really knows her stuff." And, I think that maybe I really wouldn't mind being though of as just "one of the guys."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4328045557386785096-1312354625884843737?l=justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com/feeds/1312354625884843737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4328045557386785096&amp;postID=1312354625884843737' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328045557386785096/posts/default/1312354625884843737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328045557386785096/posts/default/1312354625884843737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com/2008/09/football-season.html' title='Football Season...'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918479958553067866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SL1cGco0ffI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Q61bCNJu2SY/s72-c/steelers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4328045557386785096.post-829295683488030663</id><published>2008-08-21T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T09:08:17.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;First Day of Junior High...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SK2KFUCswtI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/YmFA843a7Fg/s1600-h/P1040960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236993765585765074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SK2KFUCswtI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/YmFA843a7Fg/s320/P1040960.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Day of High School...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SK2J1GHowwI/AAAAAAAAAQI/eScHejbYdp8/s1600-h/P1040959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236993486970471170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SK2J1GHowwI/AAAAAAAAAQI/eScHejbYdp8/s320/P1040959.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SK2JXj0486I/AAAAAAAAAQA/gbK1NSgadkY/s1600-h/P1040958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236992979548828578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SK2JXj0486I/AAAAAAAAAQA/gbK1NSgadkY/s320/P1040958.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rachel and Becca started school today...they were both pretty nervous and excited this morning. They're both starting in new schools this year...Becca's a freshman so it's her first day at high school. Rachel's in 7th grade, so it's her first day in junior high. It's a big day for both of them. I thought they both looked so darn cute today. They have their own styles...their personalities shine through in the way that they dress. Becca's our sporty girl and Rachel's our little rocker chic. I love that they are true to themselves and they are who they are. They're both wonderful girls. They're responsible, they work hard, and they are extremely sweet to their siblings. We sure love them a lot! They've made being a stepmom pretty darn easy! :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/4328045557386785096-829295683488030663?l=justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com/feeds/829295683488030663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4328045557386785096&amp;postID=829295683488030663' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328045557386785096/posts/default/829295683488030663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328045557386785096/posts/default/829295683488030663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918479958553067866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SK2KFUCswtI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/YmFA843a7Fg/s72-c/P1040960.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4328045557386785096.post-8789656021530763133</id><published>2008-08-11T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T07:25:05.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Man...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SKEPH7GsFSI/AAAAAAAAAPw/MgB9K44Q1pc/s1600-h/286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233480870780474658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SKEPH7GsFSI/AAAAAAAAAPw/MgB9K44Q1pc/s320/286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SKEPIAQumzI/AAAAAAAAAP4/bKPX5RXWGFo/s1600-h/287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233480872164760370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SKEPIAQumzI/AAAAAAAAAP4/bKPX5RXWGFo/s320/287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This has been a big week for our little Andrew. He got his first little suit and I think he looks so darn cute in it I just had to post a picture! I normally would not buy a suit for a two year old, but I found it on clearance for $20.00 and couldn't resist. I think he looks like a little man in it. He hated putting it on at first, but now I think it makes him feel kinda cool when he wears it. He also got a big boy haircut, as Hannah calls it. It's a little shorter than I wanted, but once I made that first buzz, I was commited to the length. It makes him look older...he's not a baby anymore! And last, but certainly not least, Andrew is potty trained! Hooray! He has done amazingly well. He still has the occasional accident, but goes all day in underwear! He even wore underwear to nursery on Sunday. I am so excited. I can't believe how big he is getting and how quickly time flies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4328045557386785096-8789656021530763133?l=justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com/feeds/8789656021530763133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4328045557386785096&amp;postID=8789656021530763133' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328045557386785096/posts/default/8789656021530763133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328045557386785096/posts/default/8789656021530763133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-little-man.html' title='My Little Man...'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918479958553067866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SKEPH7GsFSI/AAAAAAAAAPw/MgB9K44Q1pc/s72-c/286.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4328045557386785096.post-8030607790339933810</id><published>2008-08-04T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T13:47:02.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking Dawn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SJdqRvdqHmI/AAAAAAAAAPo/3K52NI-0Evo/s1600-h/bdcover%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230766345245302370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SJdqRvdqHmI/AAAAAAAAAPo/3K52NI-0Evo/s320/bdcover%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just coming down off of my Breaking Dawn high. Amy and I went to Wal-Mart for the midnight release Friday night. We stayed up reading about 100 pages, then Amy spent the night because she was too tired to go home. I finished reading the book Sunday afternoon. It was all I wanted it to be and more! I won't give any specifics for those who might still be reading or haven't started yet (Meggan!) I will say that I want more, I don't want the series to be over! :0( It was so bittersweet reading this fabulous book. I couldn't stop reading, but I didn't ever want the story to be over. What will I have to look forward to now (well, except for the movies)? Yes, I know that the books were written for teenagers, I know that vampires are not real (much to my chagrin), and I know that the object of my affection (and undying love ;0) ) is just slightly over half my age. Knowing all of this however, after reading Breaking Dawn, I can't help but feel a sense of despondency. It's over, no more Edward, no more Bella, The End. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(For anyone who might feel worried about my sanity...I will be seeking counseling shortly.)&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/4328045557386785096-8030607790339933810?l=justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com/feeds/8030607790339933810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4328045557386785096&amp;postID=8030607790339933810' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328045557386785096/posts/default/8030607790339933810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328045557386785096/posts/default/8030607790339933810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com/2008/08/breaking-dawn.html' title='Breaking Dawn'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918479958553067866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SJdqRvdqHmI/AAAAAAAAAPo/3K52NI-0Evo/s72-c/bdcover%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4328045557386785096.post-571706912762642004</id><published>2008-08-01T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T10:20:00.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Summer...</title><content type='html'>We've had a busy couple of weeks, so I haven't posted anything for awhile.  It seems like we never quit going in the summer.  Here are a few highlights...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah and Andrew just finished swimming lessons.  They did really well.  I was surprised what they are able to teach a 4 and 2 year old.  They had a lot of fun doing it.  Andrew did a mommy or daddy and me class.  Dave and I took turns with him and Shane and Bonny were in the class with us.  We had really weird weather...it was a little chilly on a couple of days and we had a lot of wind, so the kids were usually freezing by the time they were done.  One would think that the end of July would be a safe time to do outdoor swimming lessons, but you never know in Idaho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SJNDnx9YY9I/AAAAAAAAAO4/_LjwW--h3Zg/s1600-h/P1040835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229597943012025298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SJNDnx9YY9I/AAAAAAAAAO4/_LjwW--h3Zg/s320/P1040835.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SJNDoZGhN8I/AAAAAAAAAPA/QuGBDOTimIg/s1600-h/P1040838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229597953519335362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SJNDoZGhN8I/AAAAAAAAAPA/QuGBDOTimIg/s320/P1040838.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SJNDoj7cKzI/AAAAAAAAAPI/puRcPEtJ7ys/s1600-h/P1040846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229597956425657138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SJNDoj7cKzI/AAAAAAAAAPI/puRcPEtJ7ys/s320/P1040846.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SJNDpBXAKFI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/pAiKLphKHrc/s1600-h/P1040844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229597964325890130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SJNDpBXAKFI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/pAiKLphKHrc/s320/P1040844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SJNDpHTu2LI/AAAAAAAAAPY/r-kDsCPhPec/s1600-h/P1040851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229597965922785458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SJNDpHTu2LI/AAAAAAAAAPY/r-kDsCPhPec/s320/P1040851.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SJNCt7ex9NI/AAAAAAAAAOw/IzwJtcAPau0/s1600-h/P1040854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229596949135619282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SJNCt7ex9NI/AAAAAAAAAOw/IzwJtcAPau0/s320/P1040854.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had some friends move away about a year ago and they were in town this week to visit. We went over to hang out at a park with them. Hannah and Annabelle were great little friends before they moved away. It was fun for them to see each other again. Our neighbor has a little train that they pull behind their four wheeler. They came over and gave the kids a ride. We had fun visiting with them and catching up...I'm so happy that we were able to see them again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SJNB-acQUKI/AAAAAAAAAOo/h46NBrPRS-8/s1600-h/P1040852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229596132812804258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SJNB-acQUKI/AAAAAAAAAOo/h46NBrPRS-8/s320/P1040852.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took Rachel, Hannah, and Andrew to the zoo last weekend. (Jacob and Becca were off doing other teenage things). They had a lot of fun. It was Andrew's first trip to the zoo that he can remember, so he was pretty fascinated by the animals. He loved watching the monkeys the most. I think we spent about 30 minutes in that section. They all loved feeding the animals in the petting zoo. Hannah could have done that all day! Andrew was sooo hilarious! He kept saying, "it eat New New (Andrew)," about several of the animals that we saw, especially the lions and tigers. Finally, when he said it about the snow leopard, I told him that he wasn't going to get eaten. He replied, "It eat New New's shoes?" What a character! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SJM_zU_32RI/AAAAAAAAAN4/mxpAt0qhLxc/s1600-h/P1040796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229593743349766418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SJM_zU_32RI/AAAAAAAAAN4/mxpAt0qhLxc/s320/P1040796.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SJM_z780ccI/AAAAAAAAAOA/ZuNbW4fjKVI/s1600-h/P1040798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229593753805943234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SJM_z780ccI/AAAAAAAAAOA/ZuNbW4fjKVI/s320/P1040798.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SJM_0d1igbI/AAAAAAAAAOI/XzPdAJExHPg/s1600-h/P1040808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229593762902213042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SJM_0d1igbI/AAAAAAAAAOI/XzPdAJExHPg/s320/P1040808.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SJM_0z3fSXI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/RGdn382HZNU/s1600-h/P1040811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229593768815970674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SJM_0z3fSXI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/RGdn382HZNU/s320/P1040811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SJM_1QXKmFI/AAAAAAAAAOY/jOsm1Lvk314/s1600-h/P1040817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229593776465025106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SJM_1QXKmFI/AAAAAAAAAOY/jOsm1Lvk314/s320/P1040817.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mathew and Michael came over a few days ago. The kids are such good little friends. They always have a a great time together. They played in our backyard on our gym set. We are going to put bark down under it, but haven't had the time to do it yet. So...the kids were filthy by the time they were finished playing. It also doesn't help that they like pouring dirt all over themselves and each other. And, I'm not really sure what Andrew's problem is in the swing picture...he acts like a two year old quite often. :0)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SJM8i13O2TI/AAAAAAAAANY/Qsqm6F-Umgs/s1600-h/P1040782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229590161579235634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SJM8i13O2TI/AAAAAAAAANY/Qsqm6F-Umgs/s320/P1040782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SJM8jcqoPAI/AAAAAAAAANg/WnY9DeET_QQ/s1600-h/P1040783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229590171995356162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SJM8jcqoPAI/AAAAAAAAANg/WnY9DeET_QQ/s320/P1040783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SJM8jwa-2YI/AAAAAAAAANo/ub8G9ahIGcE/s1600-h/P1040775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229590177298438530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SJM8jwa-2YI/AAAAAAAAANo/ub8G9ahIGcE/s320/P1040775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SJM8kbaRHeI/AAAAAAAAANw/Bq4cI75vR_s/s1600-h/P1040778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229590188838165986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SJM8kbaRHeI/AAAAAAAAANw/Bq4cI75vR_s/s320/P1040778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SJM3SUKIOmI/AAAAAAAAANQ/p8P-RKPaYjQ/s1600-h/P1040792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229584380095642210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SJM3SUKIOmI/AAAAAAAAANQ/p8P-RKPaYjQ/s320/P1040792.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We gave them all a bath when they were done. I couldn't resist taking a picture of the tub after they got out...eeeww! gross! &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/4328045557386785096-571706912762642004?l=justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com/feeds/571706912762642004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4328045557386785096&amp;postID=571706912762642004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328045557386785096/posts/default/571706912762642004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328045557386785096/posts/default/571706912762642004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com/2008/08/busy-summer.html' title='Busy Summer...'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918479958553067866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SJNDnx9YY9I/AAAAAAAAAO4/_LjwW--h3Zg/s72-c/P1040835.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4328045557386785096.post-7573625520370901423</id><published>2008-07-25T07:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T07:52:47.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just wanted to share this picture of Hannah holding a little Anne Estelle doll. The doll looks so much like her, I don't think the picture even does it justice. My sister-in-law pointed it out to us and let Hannah play with her doll. Hannah fell instantly in love. Maybe I'll have to find her one for Christmas or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SInn3WAbViI/AAAAAAAAAMA/X6qtEtNCNBk/s1600-h/P1040693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226963780526364194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SInn3WAbViI/AAAAAAAAAMA/X6qtEtNCNBk/s320/P1040693.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/4328045557386785096-7573625520370901423?l=justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com/feeds/7573625520370901423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4328045557386785096&amp;postID=7573625520370901423' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328045557386785096/posts/default/7573625520370901423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328045557386785096/posts/default/7573625520370901423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com/2008/07/just-wanted-to-share-this-little.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918479958553067866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SInn3WAbViI/AAAAAAAAAMA/X6qtEtNCNBk/s72-c/P1040693.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4328045557386785096.post-960208134764073006</id><published>2008-07-25T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T07:27:36.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I Love</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I see a lot of blogs with an "I Love" section and Amy also suggested adding one to a blog.  So, I added my "I Love" section.  I have to tell you that it was very therapeutic for me.  As I was thinking of all the things that mean the most to me, my heart was so full of gratitude for all of the things that I am blessed with.  I am truly lucky for all the things in my life that make me happy, for all the wonderful people I'm surrounded by, and that all my needs (and a few wants) are met.  Really, what more could a person ask for.  So, I suggest to you all, if you want some cheap therapy, sit and think about the things that you love and that make you happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4328045557386785096-960208134764073006?l=justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com/feeds/960208134764073006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4328045557386785096&amp;postID=960208134764073006' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328045557386785096/posts/default/960208134764073006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328045557386785096/posts/default/960208134764073006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com/2008/07/things-i-love.html' title='Things I Love'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918479958553067866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4328045557386785096.post-2180902374106374371</id><published>2008-07-07T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T07:21:26.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fourth of July!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;The Fourth of July is one of my all time favorite holidays. I love everything about it...the warm weather, parades, fireworkds, barbecues, family...it's all great. This year, we started off the day at Jake and Bonny's house for a barbecue. The kids had a great time playing in the yard and the trees and with each other. Shane, Andrew, and Hannah spent most of their time wrestling with each other. They are so hilarious to watch. Then, we headed over to watch the parade in Menan and afterwards spend some time playing the games, checking out the booths, and doing all the little kiddie activities. For a small town, Menan really goes all out. We hung out with family a little more, then watched the fireworks in Menan, and again for a small town, they do a fantastic job. I love celebrating our independence. I'm so grateful for the country in which we live. We are so blessed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Here are some random pics from our day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220474983457603346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SHLaVpPNvxI/AAAAAAAAAKE/UXazDMK07qc/s320/P1040561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SHLaWXMgowI/AAAAAAAAAKM/KfzMLQA16Zk/s1600-h/P1040550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220474995794289410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SHLaWXMgowI/AAAAAAAAAKM/KfzMLQA16Zk/s320/P1040550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SHLaWoQNdmI/AAAAAAAAAKU/JJQu9oV9N7w/s1600-h/P1040518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220475000373212770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SHLaWoQNdmI/AAAAAAAAAKU/JJQu9oV9N7w/s320/P1040518.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SHLW7ZUNesI/AAAAAAAAAJc/5J63uVRRaDQ/s1600-h/P1040520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220471233972107970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SHLW7ZUNesI/AAAAAAAAAJc/5J63uVRRaDQ/s320/P1040520.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SHLW7iH3O-I/AAAAAAAAAJk/pnFuqfj-qdI/s1600-h/P1040521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220471236336237538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SHLW7iH3O-I/AAAAAAAAAJk/pnFuqfj-qdI/s320/P1040521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SHLW8KRAmAI/AAAAAAAAAJs/vgYvmHG6BsM/s1600-h/P1040519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220471247112017922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SHLW8KRAmAI/AAAAAAAAAJs/vgYvmHG6BsM/s320/P1040519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SHLW87eki-I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/0v22t0DOcyY/s1600-h/P1040522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220471260322237410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SHLW87eki-I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/0v22t0DOcyY/s320/P1040522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SHLW9Aq_frI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/48T7BrEFWu4/s1600-h/P1040555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220471261716512434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SHLW9Aq_frI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/48T7BrEFWu4/s320/P1040555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;They boys just hanging out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220462444645777410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SHLO7yhhAAI/AAAAAAAAAJM/zMrUgfC6bsU/s320/P1040527.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;We watched the parade on Man Street in Menan. Here Hannah is dancing to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;band's music and Becca and Andrew are hanging out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220461323293906866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SHLN6hKZV7I/AAAAAAAAAI8/UvzNGzwYiPE/s320/P1040535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SHLN7Av2IZI/AAAAAAAAAJE/MLZrS2taNIc/s1600-h/P1040536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220461331772481938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SHLN7Av2IZI/AAAAAAAAAJE/MLZrS2taNIc/s320/P1040536.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;We finished off the night setting off our own firewords and doing sparklers with Jake, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Bonny, Shane, Isaac, and Josh. We had such a wonderful day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SHLLfNG_ZgI/AAAAAAAAAIc/T6ZkmI921X8/s1600-h/P1040573.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220458655031191042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SHLLfNG_ZgI/AAAAAAAAAIc/T6ZkmI921X8/s320/P1040573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SHLLffCs9gI/AAAAAAAAAIk/9bC9wm0Nuk4/s1600-h/P1040570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220458659845043714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SHLLffCs9gI/AAAAAAAAAIk/9bC9wm0Nuk4/s320/P1040570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SHLLf7KooWI/AAAAAAAAAIs/vr_DK-MgvHk/s1600-h/P1040566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220458667394507106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SHLLf7KooWI/AAAAAAAAAIs/vr_DK-MgvHk/s320/P1040566.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SHLLgJfYPcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/3ov-SmdLl7E/s1600-h/P1040574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220458671239609794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SHLLgJfYPcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/3ov-SmdLl7E/s320/P1040574.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/4328045557386785096-2180902374106374371?l=justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com/feeds/2180902374106374371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4328045557386785096&amp;postID=2180902374106374371' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328045557386785096/posts/default/2180902374106374371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328045557386785096/posts/default/2180902374106374371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com/2008/07/fourth-of-july.html' title='Fourth of July!'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918479958553067866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SHLaVpPNvxI/AAAAAAAAAKE/UXazDMK07qc/s72-c/P1040561.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4328045557386785096.post-8368927816712543999</id><published>2008-07-02T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T09:02:18.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls' Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SHI9-zADH1I/AAAAAAAAAG0/ZK45M5b2im4/s1600-h/IMG_5422[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220303067127422802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SHI9-zADH1I/AAAAAAAAAG0/ZK45M5b2im4/s320/IMG_5422%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had such a great time in Vegas. It was so much fun to see everyone. We talked and talked about anything and everything. It was great to catch up with everybody. We laughed and joked a lot and we cried too (what do you expect when 7 women get together?) Melissa was the perfect hostess...we felt at home and had a great time in her gorgeous home and playing in her pool. (Thanks so much again Melissa!) I am so grateful for such a wonderful family. I'm happy that we've always been close to our cousins and aunts. Even though I don't see them as often as I would like to, I consider them some of my best friends. It makes me happy that my kids are also becoming close to their cousins. What a blessing. And we can't forget our fabulous husbands who had the kids and made it possible for us to have our weekend. Thanks guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4328045557386785096-8368927816712543999?l=justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com/feeds/8368927816712543999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4328045557386785096&amp;postID=8368927816712543999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328045557386785096/posts/default/8368927816712543999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328045557386785096/posts/default/8368927816712543999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com/2008/07/girls-weekend.html' title='Girls&apos; Weekend'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918479958553067866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SHI9-zADH1I/AAAAAAAAAG0/ZK45M5b2im4/s72-c/IMG_5422%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4328045557386785096.post-2741884808848695549</id><published>2008-06-23T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T10:40:10.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hebgen Lake</title><content type='html'>This last weeked, Hannah, Andrew, Madison, McKinlee and I headed up to join my mom and Neil at Hebgen Lake in Montana. It was such a nice weekend. I won't say relaxing, because camping with kids never is, but we had a blast. The weather was beautiful and the spot where we stayed was perfect, with the lake just a short walk from the trailer. We started the night off with a wade in the lake and then we roasted hot dogs and marshmallows. Hannah made an "icky sticky mess" out of her marshmallow. (That's a direct quote)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_eRWI3JgI/AAAAAAAAAGU/R2uNrZ2YxyY/s1600-h/P1040295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215131283100214786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_eRWI3JgI/AAAAAAAAAGU/R2uNrZ2YxyY/s320/P1040295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_eR-_6NNI/AAAAAAAAAGc/23R4RTKjlYA/s1600-h/P1040308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215131294068520146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_eR-_6NNI/AAAAAAAAAGc/23R4RTKjlYA/s320/P1040308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andrew always finds things to climb on or in. He was cracking us up because none of the girls wanted to wrestle with him, so he decided to wrestle with the logs. (Notice his attack face) And, I just had to get a picture of him sitting in the garbage can in the trailer.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_bhkY9q2I/AAAAAAAAAF0/FG8Srcwxjqs/s1600-h/P1040309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215128263268871010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_bhkY9q2I/AAAAAAAAAF0/FG8Srcwxjqs/s320/P1040309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_biEMwuxI/AAAAAAAAAF8/fHNF49PD34E/s1600-h/P1040294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215128271807626002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_biEMwuxI/AAAAAAAAAF8/fHNF49PD34E/s320/P1040294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hannah and Kin snuggling in for the night...&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_aHfL2SVI/AAAAAAAAAFs/1dosUhFzQSs/s1600-h/P1040310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215126715683457362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_aHfL2SVI/AAAAAAAAAFs/1dosUhFzQSs/s320/P1040310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hannah and Andrew had fun fishing with Grandpa before we got up there on Friday. Hannah caught 3 fish! I wasn't there when she caught them, so I wasn't able to take any pictures. I'll grab my mom's memory card when I see her next and post pictures of her big fishing moment. Andrew had a great time reeling the line in over and over and over... &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_Y_ipANyI/AAAAAAAAAFk/tLCU5bmzBpI/s1600-h/P1040332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215125479660468002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_Y_ipANyI/AAAAAAAAAFk/tLCU5bmzBpI/s320/P1040332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We spent most of the day playing in the lake and out on the boat. The kids had such a fun time.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_X_RMcf4I/AAAAAAAAAE8/TCiG85Ykpo4/s1600-h/P1040367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215124375465656194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_X_RMcf4I/AAAAAAAAAE8/TCiG85Ykpo4/s320/P1040367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_X_a9lOHI/AAAAAAAAAFE/9FoCVUKjC-M/s1600-h/P1040325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215124378087667826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_X_a9lOHI/AAAAAAAAAFE/9FoCVUKjC-M/s320/P1040325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_YACMf4OI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Wt_E_HNRjRM/s1600-h/P1040345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215124388619215074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_YACMf4OI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Wt_E_HNRjRM/s320/P1040345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_YBObgA_I/AAAAAAAAAFU/rBI6JSPd-qg/s1600-h/P1040344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215124409083233266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_YBObgA_I/AAAAAAAAAFU/rBI6JSPd-qg/s320/P1040344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_YBX_DcvI/AAAAAAAAAFc/zgW8CzGYLxI/s1600-h/P1040312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215124411648275186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_YBX_DcvI/AAAAAAAAAFc/zgW8CzGYLxI/s320/P1040312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some pics of all the kids playing in the lake. Jake and Bonny came up with Shane and Isaac for a few hours on Saturday, so it was fun hanging out with them too. Hannah kept getting stuck in the "icky sticky sand." (Another direct quote - she might watch too much Dora)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_Cs-6tdbI/AAAAAAAAACg/OLfqU5aIRwo/s1600-h/P1040364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215100971577603506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_Cs-6tdbI/AAAAAAAAACg/OLfqU5aIRwo/s320/P1040364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_CtIqvR6I/AAAAAAAAACo/LhAiNrDDHJE/s1600-h/P1040363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215100974194968482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_CtIqvR6I/AAAAAAAAACo/LhAiNrDDHJE/s320/P1040363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_CtofKzSI/AAAAAAAAACw/xnAxtn3l43g/s1600-h/P1040353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215100982736375074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_CtofKzSI/AAAAAAAAACw/xnAxtn3l43g/s320/P1040353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_Ct-ur3TI/AAAAAAAAAC4/-MRM72-15ts/s1600-h/P1040337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215100988707036466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_Ct-ur3TI/AAAAAAAAAC4/-MRM72-15ts/s320/P1040337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_CuFrIGeI/AAAAAAAAADA/bPjrPPvh7HY/s1600-h/P1040319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215100990571157986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_CuFrIGeI/AAAAAAAAADA/bPjrPPvh7HY/s320/P1040319.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/4328045557386785096-2741884808848695549?l=justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com/feeds/2741884808848695549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4328045557386785096&amp;postID=2741884808848695549' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328045557386785096/posts/default/2741884808848695549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328045557386785096/posts/default/2741884808848695549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com/2008/06/hebgen-lake.html' title='Hebgen Lake'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918479958553067866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_eRWI3JgI/AAAAAAAAAGU/R2uNrZ2YxyY/s72-c/P1040295.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4328045557386785096.post-7776127573475107352</id><published>2008-06-23T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T07:46:47.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Husband...</title><content type='html'>I have been tagged by Meggan... here goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is his name?&lt;br /&gt;David Martin Reading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How long have you been married?&lt;br /&gt;7 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. How long did you date?&lt;br /&gt;8 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. How old is he?&lt;br /&gt;He just turned the big 4-O in May!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Who eats more sweets?&lt;br /&gt;Depends on if I'm on a diet or not...which is pretty much all the time lately, so I'd have to say him at least for now. :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Who said I love you first?&lt;br /&gt;Dave did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Who is smarter?&lt;br /&gt;He's smarter with some things, and I with others...our brains kind of balance each other out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Whose temper is worse?&lt;br /&gt;We both have pretty fiery tempers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Who does the laundry?&lt;br /&gt;I do. Dave was fired just like Brady was after a hole in my favorite white shirt and a batch of whites that ended up looking suspiciously pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Who does the dishes?&lt;br /&gt;Neither one of us...that's what kids are for, right?  :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Who sleeps on the right side of the bed?&lt;br /&gt;Right when you're laying down or right when you're standing up looking at it?  It seems like a trick question.  Why am I having a hard time with this?  I guess I sleep on the right side (when I'm laying down on it)  Okay...I'm an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who pays the bills?&lt;br /&gt;Dave does. To be fair, I got fired from the bills, just like Dave got fired from the laundry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Who cooks dinner?&lt;br /&gt;I usually do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Who drives when you are together?&lt;br /&gt;Dave does, although this is kind of an issue with us (or maybe just me)  Dave assumes he's the one that should drive.  However, I like to drive as well, so sometimes I put my foot down and drive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Who is more stubborn?&lt;br /&gt;Depends on which one of us you ask...we both think the other is pretty darn stubborn.  But, since I'm the one that was tagged...Dave is more stubborn. :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Whose parents do you see the most?&lt;br /&gt;We see our moms and our stepdads frequently (about the same amount of time)  We live close to both of them.  We don't see our dads as often because they live out of town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Who proposed?&lt;br /&gt;Dave did. What a guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Besides you, who is his best friend?&lt;br /&gt;I would have to say his brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Who has more siblings?&lt;br /&gt;Me...I have 4, Dave has 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Who wears the pants in the family?&lt;br /&gt;We share them most of the time, unless they shrink, then we kind of fight over them. :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Do you have nicknames for each other?&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm kind of like Meggan, because I use random weird names for Dave and I throw in the occasional normal endearment.  Dave calls me JoJo, Pretty Mama, and the normal honey, sweetie stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag Melissa and Laura.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4328045557386785096-7776127573475107352?l=justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com/feeds/7776127573475107352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4328045557386785096&amp;postID=7776127573475107352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328045557386785096/posts/default/7776127573475107352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328045557386785096/posts/default/7776127573475107352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-husband.html' title='My Husband...'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918479958553067866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4328045557386785096.post-106197250316528807</id><published>2008-06-20T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T10:41:18.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Circus!</title><content type='html'>Okay, so we went to the circus almost 2 weeks ago, but I'm new to this, and I had technical difficulties getting some of my pictures on. (I'm not usually this dumb on computers) But, we had such a fun time, I wanted to share a few. When I purchased the tickets for a circus in the middle of June, it didn't even cross my mind that the weather would be anything but nice. But, on circus day it was in the mid 50's and the wind was horrible! And, to illustrate just how crappy the weather was, we woke up to snow the next morning. (Fun times in Idaho) I made the false assumption that we would be in a tent (you always hear of being under the big top, right?) We were, however, outside and very sorely unprepared! But, all things considered, we had a great time. I was pretty impressed with the show and the acts for a circus in Idaho Falls. Hannah and Andrew wanted to see elephants more than anything, so I'm sure you can imagine how thrilled they were when we actually got to ride one! It was the highlight of their night. Jacob, Becca, and Rachel were weirded out by the idea, so they just watched...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_TmX-0aEI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Bxx_aWThToU/s1600-h/P1040138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215119549744310338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_TmX-0aEI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Bxx_aWThToU/s320/P1040138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_Tm4yZV1I/AAAAAAAAAE0/VfX8CzdBfBc/s1600-h/P1040153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215119558550574930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_Tm4yZV1I/AAAAAAAAAE0/VfX8CzdBfBc/s320/P1040153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What would a circus be without cotton candy?! Andrew was in his element stuffing his face. I was holding him, so I'm sure you can imagine the mess all over me. Oh well, the things we do for our kids, right.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_SBqjKi6I/AAAAAAAAAEk/JmA5qbqlJLU/s1600-h/P1040164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215117819561806754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_SBqjKi6I/AAAAAAAAAEk/JmA5qbqlJLU/s320/P1040164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hannah got her face painted like a kitty during intermission. In the picture, she's trying to make herself look like a kitty. She's such a funny kid!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_QO3aZlSI/AAAAAAAAAEY/EI0rs7gQ5dY/s1600-h/P1040238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215115847329748258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_QO3aZlSI/AAAAAAAAAEY/EI0rs7gQ5dY/s320/P1040238.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are some of the kids favorite acts, but they were all pretty amazing. It was so windy. I was surprised what the acrobats and tumblers were still willing to do. I guess they knew what they were doing though.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_PdusCEDI/AAAAAAAAADw/949ZBsmF-fY/s1600-h/P1040220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215115003174195250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_PdusCEDI/AAAAAAAAADw/949ZBsmF-fY/s320/P1040220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_Pd1WYmAI/AAAAAAAAAD4/ps8RfZP8Ewo/s1600-h/P1040247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215115004962445314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_Pd1WYmAI/AAAAAAAAAD4/ps8RfZP8Ewo/s320/P1040247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_Pecrb7cI/AAAAAAAAAEA/sUD1EA8xwto/s1600-h/P1040174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215115015519727042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_Pecrb7cI/AAAAAAAAAEA/sUD1EA8xwto/s320/P1040174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_PevK1OuI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ft0nWTmby7k/s1600-h/P1040167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215115020483246818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_PevK1OuI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ft0nWTmby7k/s320/P1040167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_Pe9uVDeI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/opy7E2e-nSk/s1600-h/P1040195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215115024390229474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_Pe9uVDeI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/opy7E2e-nSk/s320/P1040195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had such a great time at the circus, even though the weather was horrible! (You can tell from the kids' faces and the way they're all hunched over in their hoodies that they were freezing) Spending time together is all that matters most of the time. They all said it was worth braving the elements. (Even though their faces point to the contrary) &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SFvl5OG6YAI/AAAAAAAAACY/F_QHqYvBEvU/s1600-h/P1040226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214013764813873154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SFvl5OG6YAI/AAAAAAAAACY/F_QHqYvBEvU/s320/P1040226.JPG" border="0" /&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/4328045557386785096-106197250316528807?l=justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com/feeds/106197250316528807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4328045557386785096&amp;postID=106197250316528807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328045557386785096/posts/default/106197250316528807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328045557386785096/posts/default/106197250316528807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com/2008/06/circus.html' title='Circus!'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918479958553067866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SF_TmX-0aEI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Bxx_aWThToU/s72-c/P1040138.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4328045557386785096.post-73959194577253247</id><published>2008-06-12T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T08:20:50.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Andrew's 2nd Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SFE-hSvaVKI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ZtC2hBayYY8/s1600-h/P1040093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211014985531675810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SFE-hSvaVKI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ZtC2hBayYY8/s320/P1040093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay...here goes. This is my first entry. I thought I should probably get going since I've had this blog for a couple of months now. Andrew turned 2 this past month, so I wanted to write about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe my little boy is already 2! Time goes way too quickly. Andrew is such a special little boy with a huge heart. He loves to give kisses, hugs and the best snuggles. He says I love you (I ya yoo) constantly and will come up to me and just squeeze my legs so tight...I absolutely love it! On the flip side, he can get pretty wild and rough and he loves to wrestle...the little stink can about drive me crazy! :0) He is into everything, and he's getting pretty creative and smart about it. He can turn just about anything into a step stool or ladder. (Notice the shiner he's still sporting from trying to climb up into the windowsill) I call him my little monkey. In fact, sometimes when asked what his name is, he'll answer: a monkey (a muntee...ooh ooh ah ah!) He keeps us laughing and definitely keeps us on our toes. We're so grateful for our precious little two year old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4328045557386785096-73959194577253247?l=justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com/feeds/73959194577253247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4328045557386785096&amp;postID=73959194577253247' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328045557386785096/posts/default/73959194577253247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328045557386785096/posts/default/73959194577253247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com/2008/06/andrews-2nd-birthday_12.html' title='Andrew&apos;s 2nd Birthday!'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918479958553067866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SFE-hSvaVKI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ZtC2hBayYY8/s72-c/P1040093.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4328045557386785096.post-2410278168591215299</id><published>2008-06-12T08:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T08:11:19.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SFE8EyvaVHI/AAAAAAAAABk/PuqWz3yaVVM/s1600-h/P1040070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211012296882148466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SFE8EyvaVHI/AAAAAAAAABk/PuqWz3yaVVM/s320/P1040070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SFE8HivaVII/AAAAAAAAABs/a4oBvCOwGqU/s1600-h/P1040091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211012344126788738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SFE8HivaVII/AAAAAAAAABs/a4oBvCOwGqU/s320/P1040091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SFE8IyvaVJI/AAAAAAAAAB0/9viX_HYJhNk/s1600-h/P1040072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211012365601625234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SFE8IyvaVJI/AAAAAAAAAB0/9viX_HYJhNk/s320/P1040072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a couple more pics from his party...with his cousins and Aunt Amy and with Grandpa Neil and Hannah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4328045557386785096-2410278168591215299?l=justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com/feeds/2410278168591215299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4328045557386785096&amp;postID=2410278168591215299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328045557386785096/posts/default/2410278168591215299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328045557386785096/posts/default/2410278168591215299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com/2008/06/here-are-couple-more-pics-from-his.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918479958553067866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SFE8EyvaVHI/AAAAAAAAABk/PuqWz3yaVVM/s72-c/P1040070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4328045557386785096.post-2070535483120855878</id><published>2008-06-12T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T08:03:20.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SFE52SvaVGI/AAAAAAAAABc/Z_Q3KNKLlJE/s1600-h/P1040083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211009848750789730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SFE52SvaVGI/AAAAAAAAABc/Z_Q3KNKLlJE/s320/P1040083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SFE33yvaVDI/AAAAAAAAABE/JarShsd9OYc/s1600-h/P1040070.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SFE34SvaVEI/AAAAAAAAABM/aLyMY5CaH5Q/s1600-h/P1040083.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a jungle themed party because Andrew loves animals. These are the cupcakes I made in honor of our little monkey. I got the idea off of Sherelle Christensen's blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SFE34yvaVFI/AAAAAAAAABU/F3535szlaB0/s1600-h/P1040091.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SFE11SvaVBI/AAAAAAAAAA0/SqMikWAhxbE/s1600-h/P1040070.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SFE11ivaVCI/AAAAAAAAAA8/IFsqv__-k14/s1600-h/P1040083.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/_9X7lgJeAeto/SFEx9SvaU9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dFRwakuQRtk/s1600-h/P1040083.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SFEuISvaU8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/RZzM12Oq9jU/s1600-h/P1040093.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/4328045557386785096-2070535483120855878?l=justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com/feeds/2070535483120855878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4328045557386785096&amp;postID=2070535483120855878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328045557386785096/posts/default/2070535483120855878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4328045557386785096/posts/default/2070535483120855878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justanotherdayinparadise-readings.blogspot.com/2008/06/andrews-2nd-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918479958553067866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9X7lgJeAeto/SFE52SvaVGI/AAAAAAAAABc/Z_Q3KNKLlJE/s72-c/P1040083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
