<?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-4722666626451543391</id><updated>2012-01-20T13:47:49.727-07:00</updated><category term='weight-loss'/><title type='text'>Sam and Nikki</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06106530060753443593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V_JSh5A6kCo/TcmM34HiHZI/AAAAAAAAOG0/XAz3Mi0m4CU/s220/_MG_0290editresize.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>346</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-7908056364429223095</id><published>2012-01-19T22:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T22:09:25.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aquarium</title><content type='html'>We took the kids to the aquarium this afternoon. Evie didn't seem very interested in looking at the fish, but Jay was running from tank to tank yelling "wooooow!" and "whooooa! Pish!" (Yes, he says "pish" instead of "fish.") Pretty sure he loved it. Unfortunately he moves too quickly from one place to another, so we didn't get many pictures, and somehow didn't get ANY of him with the otters or penguins in view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ri3snJ6sem0/Txj0wD98IsI/AAAAAAAADvg/0XHATEpMQbY/s1600/_MG_3408small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ri3snJ6sem0/Txj0wD98IsI/AAAAAAAADvg/0XHATEpMQbY/s640/_MG_3408small.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;In front of the Otter exhibit&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1h0N3BGuyPc/Txj2pOGxKsI/AAAAAAAADwQ/7gSGwXa-OAE/s1600/_MG_3452small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1h0N3BGuyPc/Txj2pOGxKsI/AAAAAAAADwQ/7gSGwXa-OAE/s640/_MG_3452small.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Evie hanging out in the wrap&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Md15ToJAujI/Txj0wiZMktI/AAAAAAAADvo/M2_F9p5vFak/s1600/_MG_3423small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Md15ToJAujI/Txj0wiZMktI/AAAAAAAADvo/M2_F9p5vFak/s640/_MG_3423small.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jay with cousins Reece and Remi&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nHbLh6iZuYg/Txj0w9R5ZzI/AAAAAAAADvw/YM81efeY7xo/s1600/_MG_3432small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nHbLh6iZuYg/Txj0w9R5ZzI/AAAAAAAADvw/YM81efeY7xo/s640/_MG_3432small.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jay and Reece with the jellyfish&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-omaPeTDs7l8/Txj0xem3AgI/AAAAAAAADv4/9XhqecfJjzk/s1600/_MG_3437small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-omaPeTDs7l8/Txj0xem3AgI/AAAAAAAADv4/9XhqecfJjzk/s640/_MG_3437small.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1J5qpHzNMb8/Txj0x46Ju5I/AAAAAAAADwA/Md8psrOKyD4/s1600/_MG_3439small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1J5qpHzNMb8/Txj0x46Ju5I/AAAAAAAADwA/Md8psrOKyD4/s640/_MG_3439small.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EYBCgTWK-oE/Txj0yaVYZoI/AAAAAAAADwI/iYzUdeZmnNo/s1600/_MG_3442small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EYBCgTWK-oE/Txj0yaVYZoI/AAAAAAAADwI/iYzUdeZmnNo/s640/_MG_3442small.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-7908056364429223095?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/7908056364429223095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=7908056364429223095&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/7908056364429223095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/7908056364429223095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2012/01/aquarium.html' title='Aquarium'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ri3snJ6sem0/Txj0wD98IsI/AAAAAAAADvg/0XHATEpMQbY/s72-c/_MG_3408small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-2495888213813173946</id><published>2012-01-07T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T19:56:33.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother and Daughter</title><content type='html'>There is a picture of my mom holding me when I was a baby that has been a favorite of mine for as long as I can remember. It is a beautiful picture. I stumbled across it on my computer earlier today and decided, spur of the moment, to recreate it with me holding Evie. It's not perfect, but I think we did a pretty good job. And I think both of these pictures will be forever dear to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tCxxIkaPCNc/TwkFPtCR_eI/AAAAAAAADu8/tWGPmHxQIUc/s1600/motherdaughter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tCxxIkaPCNc/TwkFPtCR_eI/AAAAAAAADu8/tWGPmHxQIUc/s640/motherdaughter.jpg" width="457" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-2495888213813173946?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/2495888213813173946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=2495888213813173946&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/2495888213813173946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/2495888213813173946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2012/01/mother-and-daughter.html' title='Mother and Daughter'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tCxxIkaPCNc/TwkFPtCR_eI/AAAAAAAADu8/tWGPmHxQIUc/s72-c/motherdaughter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-8767370890417229836</id><published>2011-12-28T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T17:25:48.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2011</title><content type='html'>We got to spend this Christmas in Arizona with my family and it was so nice to be there and hang out with them! I also got to talk to my brother Jared, who is currently on a &lt;a href="http://mormon.org/missionary-work/"&gt;mission&lt;/a&gt; in Mexico, so that was awesome. I miss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We mostly spent our time hanging out, eating, and watching the kids ride around on little cars in the back yard. It was a little hectic, as both of my children were screaming disasters a lot of the time, but it was nice none-the-less. Any vacation is a good vacation, especially when family is involved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures from the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y3E3bQoEFXo/Tvuyy_NXdfI/AAAAAAAADpU/7n7YCo81fi0/s1600/_MG_2519.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y3E3bQoEFXo/Tvuyy_NXdfI/AAAAAAAADpU/7n7YCo81fi0/s640/_MG_2519.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pqKyjHiTe1M/TvuyzONEyAI/AAAAAAAADpc/q-DImFnxteA/s1600/_MG_2658.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pqKyjHiTe1M/TvuyzONEyAI/AAAAAAAADpc/q-DImFnxteA/s640/_MG_2658.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xug4xWf6ojY/TvuyzjvT4TI/AAAAAAAADpk/gd9RZKzxhXk/s1600/_MG_2687.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xug4xWf6ojY/TvuyzjvT4TI/AAAAAAAADpk/gd9RZKzxhXk/s640/_MG_2687.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The awesome hat was a Christmas present from Kayla and fam. 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rsxBGyw95WE/TvuzVSOSLjI/AAAAAAAADrg/0dpwe7IA6J8/s640/_MG_2835.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-8767370890417229836?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/8767370890417229836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=8767370890417229836&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/8767370890417229836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/8767370890417229836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-2011.html' title='Christmas 2011'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y3E3bQoEFXo/Tvuyy_NXdfI/AAAAAAAADpU/7n7YCo81fi0/s72-c/_MG_2519.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-3432319609184029783</id><published>2011-11-29T21:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T22:19:48.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving 2011</title><content type='html'>Well, we made our first long trip with the kiddos to Oregon for Thanksgiving this year. We had initially not planned on going but decided last minute to surprise everyone (Thanks Sumo and Dani for keeping quiet). The kids did great on the ride and we had a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GcLcTlVm7Lw/TtW42AVdI7I/AAAAAAAAOjA/e2tsiHjwEuY/s1600/_MG_1639.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GcLcTlVm7Lw/TtW42AVdI7I/AAAAAAAAOjA/e2tsiHjwEuY/s640/_MG_1639.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dinner Table&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7MxM2TyPFvk/TtW49FIXq7I/AAAAAAAAOjI/yYX2s1Wn_iM/s1600/_MG_1646.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7MxM2TyPFvk/TtW49FIXq7I/AAAAAAAAOjI/yYX2s1Wn_iM/s640/_MG_1646.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Carter and Gray coloring (Hey Hudson!)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pmD6n1S64As/TtW5NQKi0WI/AAAAAAAAOjQ/CupSYJTn7C8/s1600/_MG_1657.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pmD6n1S64As/TtW5NQKi0WI/AAAAAAAAOjQ/CupSYJTn7C8/s640/_MG_1657.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bentley&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NTYo9HvmQJ8/TtW5ZKTLnHI/AAAAAAAAOjY/PqRGDo3zFQQ/s1600/_MG_1673.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NTYo9HvmQJ8/TtW5ZKTLnHI/AAAAAAAAOjY/PqRGDo3zFQQ/s640/_MG_1673.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jay loved the car.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dHU_SHMgfHw/TtW5j9XgcGI/AAAAAAAAOjg/HApWW_-5jXA/s1600/_MG_1695.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dHU_SHMgfHw/TtW5j9XgcGI/AAAAAAAAOjg/HApWW_-5jXA/s640/_MG_1695.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cheezy Taytum (or Timmy as we call her)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VZG_4_9T-M8/TtW5vpVBKPI/AAAAAAAAOjo/j-B_L4Gg8_k/s1600/_MG_1703.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VZG_4_9T-M8/TtW5vpVBKPI/AAAAAAAAOjo/j-B_L4Gg8_k/s640/_MG_1703.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Huddy Buddy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-An1Fsmfk78Y/TtW6LoPpWDI/AAAAAAAAOjw/79tctedInoM/s1600/_MG_1724.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-An1Fsmfk78Y/TtW6LoPpWDI/AAAAAAAAOjw/79tctedInoM/s640/_MG_1724.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Table all lit up and ready to go.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PVSYBTd_tyY/TtW6r5CT6aI/AAAAAAAAOj4/wHVUb8TF5iQ/s1600/_MG_1728.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PVSYBTd_tyY/TtW6r5CT6aI/AAAAAAAAOj4/wHVUb8TF5iQ/s640/_MG_1728.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Bird&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N27bz7P1HKY/TtW6-h3LbeI/AAAAAAAAOkA/fy7a_e7Utrc/s1600/_MG_1736.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N27bz7P1HKY/TtW6-h3LbeI/AAAAAAAAOkA/fy7a_e7Utrc/s640/_MG_1736.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids all opening Christmas PJs from Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ph6lwQ3mhnQ/TtW7BsRiEwI/AAAAAAAAOkI/gRvlGJk3mHU/s1600/_MG_1787.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ph6lwQ3mhnQ/TtW7BsRiEwI/AAAAAAAAOkI/gRvlGJk3mHU/s640/_MG_1787.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh Christmas Tree! The story of getting this thing in the house is now known as 'The Birth of the Tree'.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rc4Xz-I6iNA/TtW7KhwRAjI/AAAAAAAAOkQ/G73shZyhx78/s1600/_MG_1796.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rc4Xz-I6iNA/TtW7KhwRAjI/AAAAAAAAOkQ/G73shZyhx78/s640/_MG_1796.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Evie&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P25suneK_2I/TtW7bkzwDzI/AAAAAAAAOkY/h_MafHNHWVo/s1600/_MG_1808.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P25suneK_2I/TtW7bkzwDzI/AAAAAAAAOkY/h_MafHNHWVo/s640/_MG_1808.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alright chumps, let's do this!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3MKViQ_Lf5E/TtW7efOQkZI/AAAAAAAAOkg/xCZhKeu_02g/s1600/_MG_1831.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3MKViQ_Lf5E/TtW7efOQkZI/AAAAAAAAOkg/xCZhKeu_02g/s640/_MG_1831.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sunrise on the morning we left.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;We had a great time and are truly thankful for our families. Happy Thanksgiving!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-3432319609184029783?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/3432319609184029783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=3432319609184029783&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/3432319609184029783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/3432319609184029783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-2011.html' title='Thanksgiving 2011'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06106530060753443593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V_JSh5A6kCo/TcmM34HiHZI/AAAAAAAAOG0/XAz3Mi0m4CU/s220/_MG_0290editresize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GcLcTlVm7Lw/TtW42AVdI7I/AAAAAAAAOjA/e2tsiHjwEuY/s72-c/_MG_1639.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-826064373236293350</id><published>2011-10-08T08:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T08:06:30.977-06:00</updated><title type='text'>She's Here!</title><content type='html'>On Thursday, October 6th, 2011, we welcomed our little girl into the world. Weighing in at 7lbs 4oz, 20 inches, she is perfect. Her entire birth story is over on the baby blog. If you don't have access to the baby blog, let us know and we can get you added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v-AmmlXyrOc/To5q9P8LzaI/AAAAAAAAOc0/MtpRVJcKQIM/s1600/IMG_0364bwsmall.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v-AmmlXyrOc/To5q9P8LzaI/AAAAAAAAOc0/MtpRVJcKQIM/s400/IMG_0364bwsmall.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LuysAIJSkw0/To4Qe2kpeyI/AAAAAAAAOb4/5aG4CsE7iIE/s1600/IMG_0301.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LuysAIJSkw0/To4Qe2kpeyI/AAAAAAAAOb4/5aG4CsE7iIE/s400/IMG_0301.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-826064373236293350?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/826064373236293350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=826064373236293350&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/826064373236293350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/826064373236293350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2011/10/shes-here.html' title='She&apos;s Here!'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06106530060753443593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V_JSh5A6kCo/TcmM34HiHZI/AAAAAAAAOG0/XAz3Mi0m4CU/s220/_MG_0290editresize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v-AmmlXyrOc/To5q9P8LzaI/AAAAAAAAOc0/MtpRVJcKQIM/s72-c/IMG_0364bwsmall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-2397073726681373233</id><published>2011-10-04T10:32:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T10:45:40.719-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby #2 - Make your guess!</title><content type='html'>Now that I'm almost 38 weeks along (and feeling like a whale), let's make some guesses about baby #2! Make a comment on this post with your guesses on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date she will arrive&lt;br /&gt;Time she will arrive&lt;br /&gt;Weight&lt;br /&gt;Height&lt;br /&gt;And anything else you want to throw in (Will she come out a boy instead of a girl? 6 fingers on one hand? Webbed toes? Hey, anything is possible!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-2397073726681373233?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/2397073726681373233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=2397073726681373233&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/2397073726681373233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/2397073726681373233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2011/10/baby-2-make-your-guess.html' title='Baby #2 - Make your guess!'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-5777689672104217231</id><published>2011-09-28T22:33:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T22:33:37.814-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby blog</title><content type='html'>Just a heads up - there have been a few updates to our baby blog over the past week or so. Head over to check it out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-5777689672104217231?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/5777689672104217231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=5777689672104217231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/5777689672104217231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/5777689672104217231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2011/09/baby-blog.html' title='Baby blog'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-5107521186630382799</id><published>2011-07-12T12:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T12:24:34.281-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Staycation 2011</title><content type='html'>We had such a good time in Klamath for our Staycation. We ate a lot of good food, had nice pool time, golfing, crafting, and really enjoyed ourselves. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Warning: lots of pictures)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rm_9oODLfsk/ThvNMYNF7LI/AAAAAAAAOJk/c3_53vyFRZw/s1600/_MG_0077.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rm_9oODLfsk/ThvNMYNF7LI/AAAAAAAAOJk/c3_53vyFRZw/s400/_MG_0077.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jay has now ridden a horse as many times as his mother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vbqBeA5o8O0/ThvNWr54QDI/AAAAAAAAOJs/T69Qc5nokqY/s1600/_MG_0101.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vbqBeA5o8O0/ThvNWr54QDI/AAAAAAAAOJs/T69Qc5nokqY/s400/_MG_0101.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;He really thought the horse was cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aT9W3ZoHu30/ThvNoY46YbI/AAAAAAAAOJw/wgO11o5E_oY/s1600/_MG_0106.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aT9W3ZoHu30/ThvNoY46YbI/AAAAAAAAOJw/wgO11o5E_oY/s400/_MG_0106.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;ATV rides are the best!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HeYrhMjImfw/ThvOF_5HBLI/AAAAAAAAOJ0/Ud66pVoVNuc/s1600/_MG_0150.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HeYrhMjImfw/ThvOF_5HBLI/AAAAAAAAOJ0/Ud66pVoVNuc/s400/_MG_0150.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is the junk-food table. Sad that we went through 11lb. of gummy bears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-99kxMhuesCo/ThvOyJjou_I/AAAAAAAAOKE/t1cnj093_o4/s1600/_MG_0194.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-99kxMhuesCo/ThvOyJjou_I/AAAAAAAAOKE/t1cnj093_o4/s400/_MG_0194.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;All the kids in their matching 4th of July shirts, getting ready for the parade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOmRYfW83BA/ThvPnv73TsI/AAAAAAAAOKQ/PkaKIE609QU/s1600/_MG_0278.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOmRYfW83BA/ThvPnv73TsI/AAAAAAAAOKQ/PkaKIE609QU/s400/_MG_0278.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Watching fireworks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1E-sR6NgFxQ/ThvPyQtDC0I/AAAAAAAAOKU/d3GcYoQuGDk/s1600/_MG_0281.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1E-sR6NgFxQ/ThvPyQtDC0I/AAAAAAAAOKU/d3GcYoQuGDk/s400/_MG_0281.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I love Taytum's face in this one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JqkDa2k5D44/ThvREeyGpgI/AAAAAAAAOKo/51ksBZtgLng/s1600/_MG_0353.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JqkDa2k5D44/ThvREeyGpgI/AAAAAAAAOKo/51ksBZtgLng/s400/_MG_0353.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jay found a new best friend in his Grandma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CXaC6YcGiz4/ThvRHY1Ce8I/AAAAAAAAOKs/-m9xcOVngxM/s1600/_MG_0349.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CXaC6YcGiz4/ThvRHY1Ce8I/AAAAAAAAOKs/-m9xcOVngxM/s400/_MG_0349.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We rode the trolley.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hxFXjLegjGQ/ThvUDxrKQuI/AAAAAAAAOK8/pyY1Xt3KVDk/s1600/_MG_0391.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hxFXjLegjGQ/ThvUDxrKQuI/AAAAAAAAOK8/pyY1Xt3KVDk/s400/_MG_0391.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Delicious crab legs for Seafood Night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y8zDQe9c-YI/ThvWzkfvppI/AAAAAAAAOLI/xVAucCY12q8/s1600/_MG_0404bw.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y8zDQe9c-YI/ThvWzkfvppI/AAAAAAAAOLI/xVAucCY12q8/s400/_MG_0404bw.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Dad playing the guitar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xZ2vFq2r508/ThvYea2b4CI/AAAAAAAAOLQ/Mo-lrwhMN2E/s1600/_MG_0453.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xZ2vFq2r508/ThvYea2b4CI/AAAAAAAAOLQ/Mo-lrwhMN2E/s400/_MG_0453.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Remi eating marshmallow. What a mess!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZzpNOVA4y0c/ThvZsSG9OnI/AAAAAAAAOLg/cH0kZWuhRB8/s1600/_MG_0435.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZzpNOVA4y0c/ThvZsSG9OnI/AAAAAAAAOLg/cH0kZWuhRB8/s640/_MG_0435.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;All of the grandkids. This picture will be outdated in October then again in November!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rAEvCF96UGA/ThvavoojcSI/AAAAAAAAOLw/j3ei721VD-0/s1600/photo+%25281%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rAEvCF96UGA/ThvavoojcSI/AAAAAAAAOLw/j3ei721VD-0/s400/photo+%25281%2529.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mr. Cool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-COcxvAZkX7c/ThvbkdpcerI/AAAAAAAAOL8/ahEpk4sPFMc/s1600/underwater.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-COcxvAZkX7c/ThvbkdpcerI/AAAAAAAAOL8/ahEpk4sPFMc/s400/underwater.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jay loved swimming and loves getting dunked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9nu4sFqZtBs/ThvalabCJ_I/AAAAAAAAOLs/Wq3YHFS1vEQ/s1600/_MG_0464.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9nu4sFqZtBs/ThvalabCJ_I/AAAAAAAAOLs/Wq3YHFS1vEQ/s400/_MG_0464.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The bugs were out in full force, as usual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-stkunnB4vk8/ThvZjxDVrFI/AAAAAAAAOLc/4DWElgRUjuo/s1600/_MG_0473small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-stkunnB4vk8/ThvZjxDVrFI/AAAAAAAAOLc/4DWElgRUjuo/s400/_MG_0473small.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mommy and Jay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ON64zFDJsJQ/ThvRuIGLAyI/AAAAAAAAOKw/wJ67VLNPsng/s1600/_MG_0368.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ON64zFDJsJQ/ThvRuIGLAyI/AAAAAAAAOKw/wJ67VLNPsng/s400/_MG_0368.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We rode some miniature trains as well. They were great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rGQgEIZaFvA/Thvbn-FwGiI/AAAAAAAAOMA/AaJXFMZ2EzM/s1600/Pano1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="194" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rGQgEIZaFvA/Thvbn-FwGiI/AAAAAAAAOMA/AaJXFMZ2EzM/s640/Pano1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The view is always spectacular.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was a great trip and we're sad that it's over already. Thanks, Mom and Dad, for such a wonderful time, good eats, and lasting memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;More pics from the trip can be seen &lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/StewartSJ3/Staycation2011?authuser=0&amp;amp;authkey=Gv1sRgCNKx9M6nuJm3GQ&amp;amp;feat=directlink"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-5107521186630382799?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/5107521186630382799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=5107521186630382799&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/5107521186630382799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/5107521186630382799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2011/07/staycation-2011.html' title='Staycation 2011'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06106530060753443593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V_JSh5A6kCo/TcmM34HiHZI/AAAAAAAAOG0/XAz3Mi0m4CU/s220/_MG_0290editresize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rm_9oODLfsk/ThvNMYNF7LI/AAAAAAAAOJk/c3_53vyFRZw/s72-c/_MG_0077.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total><georss:featurename>Klamath Falls, OR 97601, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>42.3187782 -122.07521500000001</georss:point><georss:box>41.957454199999994 -122.37934650000001 42.6801022 -121.77108350000002</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-1413860555030171028</id><published>2011-06-19T12:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T12:09:41.723-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Father's Day</title><content type='html'>Sam is really an amazing dad to Jay. They have so much fun together, and Jay absolutely adores his daddy. The smile on Jay's face when Sam walks in the door at the end of the day is priceless. Often Jay and I will wait on the balcony for Sam to get home so Jay can see him get out of the car. And every time, Jay's face lights up as he points to Sam and says, "da!" It melts my heart every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father's Day 2010:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2oEjH1IvlZY/Tf45DuKM77I/AAAAAAAADUU/_IZF6O7vb3o/s1600/fathersday2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2oEjH1IvlZY/Tf45DuKM77I/AAAAAAAADUU/_IZF6O7vb3o/s640/fathersday2010.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5fq-Hdfxt3k/Tf45ELrIwAI/AAAAAAAADUY/iwzQfD0MdcA/s1600/fathersday2010-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5fq-Hdfxt3k/Tf45ELrIwAI/AAAAAAAADUY/iwzQfD0MdcA/s640/fathersday2010-2.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father's Day 2011:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eXjnmfiVybE/Tf45ixmnonI/AAAAAAAADUc/jnjfsPBlP1M/s1600/_MG_9327small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eXjnmfiVybE/Tf45ixmnonI/AAAAAAAADUc/jnjfsPBlP1M/s640/_MG_9327small.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P4oFs_xsQ20/Tf44wcz1m8I/AAAAAAAADUQ/QC4EDMWs3NI/s1600/_MG_9339small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P4oFs_xsQ20/Tf44wcz1m8I/AAAAAAAADUQ/QC4EDMWs3NI/s640/_MG_9339small.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Happy Father's Day, Sam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(cross-posted on our &lt;a href="http://thestewartsbaby.blogspot.com/"&gt;baby blog&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-1413860555030171028?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/1413860555030171028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=1413860555030171028&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/1413860555030171028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/1413860555030171028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Father&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2oEjH1IvlZY/Tf45DuKM77I/AAAAAAAADUU/_IZF6O7vb3o/s72-c/fathersday2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-14787812428221243</id><published>2011-06-07T10:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T10:23:17.409-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday Love</title><content type='html'>I love Tuesdays. You see, I made up a chore chart for myself to help keep on top of cleaning and laundry. Each day of the week (except Sunday - my day of rest!) I have a handful of jobs I have to do. I have a monthly calendar printed out and each day is filled with my chores for the day, and I check them off as I do them. (Because I love to-do lists. Who doesn't love crossing things out as they get them done??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of Tuesday's chores is to wash all linens. While the act of stripping my bed, washing sheets and towels, putting all the towels back, and re-making my bed isn't super enjoyable, there isn't much better than clean sheets and a freshly made bed. Slipping into those clean sheets at the end of the day is magnificent. I am pretty sure I sleep better on Tuesday nights because of the clean sheets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you just want to climb in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VY0iaSojtkU/TUYJ8i5VqHI/AAAAAAAAGcw/aSBSSI5q-Ps/s400/final+14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VY0iaSojtkU/TUYJ8i5VqHI/AAAAAAAAGcw/aSBSSI5q-Ps/s640/final+14.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kikicreates.blogspot.com/2011/01/duveta-quick-tutorial-and-little-q.html"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;(P.S. That duvet cover is hand made! Some day I will endeavour to make one like it. Love love love.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-14787812428221243?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/14787812428221243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=14787812428221243&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/14787812428221243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/14787812428221243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2011/06/tuesday-love.html' title='Tuesday Love'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VY0iaSojtkU/TUYJ8i5VqHI/AAAAAAAAGcw/aSBSSI5q-Ps/s72-c/final+14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-5379092428338140415</id><published>2011-06-05T18:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T18:29:25.478-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Quote</title><content type='html'>I love books. I love reading, But I'm not really one to read classics. &amp;nbsp;I've tried a few and always really disliked them, and generally don't even finish them. But I've been trying.&amp;nbsp;I am currently reading A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens (on my new&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Kindle-Special-Offers-Wireless-Reader/dp/B004HFS6Z0/ref=amb_link_356482422_2?pf_rd_m=ATVPDKIKX0DER&amp;amp;pf_rd_s=center-1&amp;amp;pf_rd_r=0NTBHZE1RDVE5R8F1ATW&amp;amp;pf_rd_t=101&amp;amp;pf_rd_p=1300727782&amp;amp;pf_rd_i=507846"&gt;kindle&lt;/a&gt;, anniversary present from my husband, which I love), so I am pushing through it, and this quote popped out at me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is a fair, even-handed, noble adjustment of things, that while there is infection in disease and sorrow, there is nothing in the world so irresistibly contagious as laughter and good-humour."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How true. When I think of the words "infectious" and "contagious" they generally have negative connotations. But laughter is far from negative, and is very infectious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was good timing to read that quote, too. Just about an hour ago I told Jay to give daddy a kiss. He walked over to Sam, opened his mouth wide (gotta love the open-mouthed slobbery baby kisses) and right as he got close to Sam's mouth, Jay let out one of the biggest burps I have ever heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell on the floor crying from laughing so hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-5379092428338140415?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/5379092428338140415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=5379092428338140415&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/5379092428338140415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/5379092428338140415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2011/06/quote.html' title='A Quote'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-7656183956082299671</id><published>2011-06-01T10:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T10:54:01.402-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Weekend 2011 - Boise, ID</title><content type='html'>Sam had Memorial Day off work (yay for paid holidays!) so we decided to head up to Boise for the weekend to spend time with Sam's sister Dani and her family. We always have a blast when we visit. We didn't take too many pictures of our day-to-day activities, so I'm pulling a couple of these pictures from Dani's blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dani and I did some crafting for our girls while the boys watched who knows what on TV. It was fun to finally be able to join in on the girly-crafting stuff. Usually I just sit back and watch! We made some binky clips and hair bows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hQIv5a-t1Xo/TeZoywK5juI/AAAAAAAADQ0/QFFIgDwOTkY/s1600/IMG_3397.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hQIv5a-t1Xo/TeZoywK5juI/AAAAAAAADQ0/QFFIgDwOTkY/s640/IMG_3397.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course I used my time wisely, getting some snuggle time in with our sweet niece, Bentley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4jAJZxBkqjY/TeZpPvX69QI/AAAAAAAADQ4/WeGls5ytwnI/s1600/IMG_3408.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4jAJZxBkqjY/TeZpPvX69QI/AAAAAAAADQ4/WeGls5ytwnI/s640/IMG_3408.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay started showing his jealous side. Every once in a while he would have a mini tantrum while I was holding Bentley. So occasionally I'd show her to Jay, and give him some hugs and kisses while I was down there to comfort him. He decided it would be a good idea to snuggle with Bentley, too (possibly the cutest thing he's ever done. And how sweet is Bentley??).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1zaRjlSPcqY/TeZpjsEJuvI/AAAAAAAADQ8/mPOVoZV4OxE/s1600/_MG_7339small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1zaRjlSPcqY/TeZpjsEJuvI/AAAAAAAADQ8/mPOVoZV4OxE/s640/_MG_7339small.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took Jay on the trampoline, and he thought it was pretty awesome (as did the adults. We were cracking up at him).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yn_ioGaxAXc/TeZsddnKCsI/AAAAAAAADRA/fip-0oO6IiU/s1600/_MG_7355small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yn_ioGaxAXc/TeZsddnKCsI/AAAAAAAADRA/fip-0oO6IiU/s640/_MG_7355small.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zT1Vtqq8Uts/TeZsePZAaEI/AAAAAAAADRE/UkoryPh32jo/s1600/_MG_7368small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zT1Vtqq8Uts/TeZsePZAaEI/AAAAAAAADRE/UkoryPh32jo/s640/_MG_7368small.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uJFf3NFWk_c/TeZsetWl4xI/AAAAAAAADRI/LL3Ruwudq90/s1600/_MG_7372small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uJFf3NFWk_c/TeZsetWl4xI/AAAAAAAADRI/LL3Ruwudq90/s640/_MG_7372small.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H17gaYGwB6k/TeZsfYu5lgI/AAAAAAAADRM/6MUBSht65ZM/s1600/_MG_7389small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H17gaYGwB6k/TeZsfYu5lgI/AAAAAAAADRM/6MUBSht65ZM/s640/_MG_7389small.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Memorial Day we went to the Field of Honor in Eagle City. 600 flags to honor service men and women! It was really neat, and the kids had fun running around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-knKuwjJ2S9A/TeZtJdbbE4I/AAAAAAAADRQ/F7BunCFDqnE/s1600/_MG_7420small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-knKuwjJ2S9A/TeZtJdbbE4I/AAAAAAAADRQ/F7BunCFDqnE/s640/_MG_7420small.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wO-IQEIcb2c/TeZtKNXt02I/AAAAAAAADRU/kFlXCwTfs-Q/s1600/_MG_7487small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wO-IQEIcb2c/TeZtKNXt02I/AAAAAAAADRU/kFlXCwTfs-Q/s640/_MG_7487small.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5VtNF2eamY/TeZtae-0XlI/AAAAAAAADRY/zuSUOGVzQR8/s1600/_MG_7433small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5VtNF2eamY/TeZtae-0XlI/AAAAAAAADRY/zuSUOGVzQR8/s640/_MG_7433small.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Taytum&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iF0qZmwLAgs/TeZtbH8PsmI/AAAAAAAADRc/eD7vIm8iIbk/s1600/_MG_7451small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iF0qZmwLAgs/TeZtbH8PsmI/AAAAAAAADRc/eD7vIm8iIbk/s640/_MG_7451small.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Carter, Andi, and Taytum&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tMwbEUHHSgw/TeZtcIceecI/AAAAAAAADRg/FNf5wzJ3B5s/s1600/_MG_7477small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tMwbEUHHSgw/TeZtcIceecI/AAAAAAAADRg/FNf5wzJ3B5s/s640/_MG_7477small.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Carter and Andi&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kD1zi0M5x90/TeZtcoe8n0I/AAAAAAAADRk/SlzL-L4GIZs/s1600/_MG_7501small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kD1zi0M5x90/TeZtcoe8n0I/AAAAAAAADRk/SlzL-L4GIZs/s640/_MG_7501small.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Andi&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1B7YUQiNInc/TeZtdpt__SI/AAAAAAAADRo/KFQhFI5lONw/s1600/_MG_7514small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1B7YUQiNInc/TeZtdpt__SI/AAAAAAAADRo/KFQhFI5lONw/s640/_MG_7514small.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Carter and Jay&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_TDFqzUOYQE/TeZtebiCmLI/AAAAAAAADRs/2dFIvQrwl6s/s1600/_MG_7519small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_TDFqzUOYQE/TeZtebiCmLI/AAAAAAAADRs/2dFIvQrwl6s/s640/_MG_7519small.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7QJA9IH5tZo/TeZtfADNCzI/AAAAAAAADRw/iOYjjapbs94/s1600/_MG_7524small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7QJA9IH5tZo/TeZtfADNCzI/AAAAAAAADRw/iOYjjapbs94/s640/_MG_7524small.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Jay wouldn't cooperate for a picture with dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AR1Fx8iA-C0/TeZuAOZOMcI/AAAAAAAADR0/I5Ib3D1Kqmk/s1600/_MG_7492small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AR1Fx8iA-C0/TeZuAOZOMcI/AAAAAAAADR0/I5Ib3D1Kqmk/s640/_MG_7492small.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Or with mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rtEVscpFnwg/TeZuBBDlztI/AAAAAAAADR4/RqGDSoXs2xE/s1600/_MG_7525small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rtEVscpFnwg/TeZuBBDlztI/AAAAAAAADR4/RqGDSoXs2xE/s640/_MG_7525small.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But he was good enough to smile for the family picture. Better than nothing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vLK4XcDgCsM/TeZuCDdbyqI/AAAAAAAADR8/zKpKRTtGGWw/s1600/IMG_7483small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vLK4XcDgCsM/TeZuCDdbyqI/AAAAAAAADR8/zKpKRTtGGWw/s640/IMG_7483small.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After grabbing some lunch, we headed home! Thank you for housing and feeding us, Dani and Jefferson! We had fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-7656183956082299671?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/7656183956082299671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=7656183956082299671&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/7656183956082299671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/7656183956082299671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2011/06/memorial-weekend-2011-boise-id.html' title='Memorial Weekend 2011 - Boise, ID'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hQIv5a-t1Xo/TeZoywK5juI/AAAAAAAADQ0/QFFIgDwOTkY/s72-c/IMG_3397.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-5001345034412239039</id><published>2011-05-18T14:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T14:43:49.498-06:00</updated><title type='text'>AZ Trip</title><content type='html'>Now that all the fun ultrasound stuff for baby 2 ("baby girl" from here on out, unless we think of a name soon) is done, I can post about the trip Jay and I took to Arizona! I have a bunch of pictures, but mostly just from 2 days, when I met up with some friends who also have March 2010 babies for play dates. Somehow I just never thought to bust out the camera during the rest of my trip! But I do have a few phone pictures, so that will have to suffice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to AZ late Friday night. Saturday morning Jay was up by 5:30 am (6:30 Utah time, so it wasn't &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;early, but it felt early) and promptly climbed into the toy bin at my sister's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-44YN9XzjhPk/TdQpAVP1RgI/AAAAAAAADOU/HNZBT3AaE5E/s1600/Photo0234.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-44YN9XzjhPk/TdQpAVP1RgI/AAAAAAAADOU/HNZBT3AaE5E/s640/Photo0234.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He had a blast with all of the new/different toys (and had just as much of a blast with his own toys when we got back home 11 days later).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;That morning my sister and I loaded up the kids and went to the park for a little to let the boys play. Somehow I managed to get Jay to keep his hat on for a while, which was awesome because it was hot and he was definitely not used to it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JHipa5kaLjM/TdQpiCyaptI/AAAAAAAADOY/hB1rhNlG9vY/s1600/Photo0235.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JHipa5kaLjM/TdQpiCyaptI/AAAAAAAADOY/hB1rhNlG9vY/s640/Photo0235.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jones on left, Jay on right&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QL66_aFf-XA/TdQpi5onzTI/AAAAAAAADOc/-q8PdjLf_cY/s1600/Photo0236.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QL66_aFf-XA/TdQpi5onzTI/AAAAAAAADOc/-q8PdjLf_cY/s640/Photo0236.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wr1AtXhzBYk/TdQpjRv0uEI/AAAAAAAADOg/K6UXvPMGIrI/s1600/Photo0237.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wr1AtXhzBYk/TdQpjRv0uEI/AAAAAAAADOg/K6UXvPMGIrI/s640/Photo0237.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Saturday was the first playdate. These little boys' names also both start with J, and Kayla came along with Wes and Jones, so we had 4 little boys born within 1 1/2 months of each other all with J names. It was a riot watching them walk around together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PnStr98bLd4/TdQqnydjoaI/AAAAAAAADO0/xEFgye-E4Yk/s1600/IMG_1125.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PnStr98bLd4/TdQqnydjoaI/AAAAAAAADO0/xEFgye-E4Yk/s640/IMG_1125.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not easy getting three 14-month-old boys to cooperate for a picture&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MU3Y6UzTf0E/TdQq58ha3UI/AAAAAAAADO4/3wrokQqAWt4/s1600/SDC10764.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MU3Y6UzTf0E/TdQq58ha3UI/AAAAAAAADO4/3wrokQqAWt4/s640/SDC10764.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jay begging for chips&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3giKsDPHVBQ/TdQrUxP9GPI/AAAAAAAADO8/1g4XeyjRbOA/s1600/IMG_1094.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3giKsDPHVBQ/TdQrUxP9GPI/AAAAAAAADO8/1g4XeyjRbOA/s640/IMG_1094.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ar607YTrb5I/TdQrVl-MsTI/AAAAAAAADPA/JYXmUYT96dE/s1600/IMG_1118.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ar607YTrb5I/TdQrVl-MsTI/AAAAAAAADPA/JYXmUYT96dE/s640/IMG_1118.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PhYONoa9RUg/TdQrXnf_VxI/AAAAAAAADPE/zJ6ME2-SMj8/s1600/SDC10749.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PhYONoa9RUg/TdQrXnf_VxI/AAAAAAAADPE/zJ6ME2-SMj8/s640/SDC10749.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EIEbhaVgWvY/TdQrYqCH_YI/AAAAAAAADPI/PObMHYuJCuw/s1600/SDC10753.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EIEbhaVgWvY/TdQrYqCH_YI/AAAAAAAADPI/PObMHYuJCuw/s640/SDC10753.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OMm_g8ncq_Y/TdQrrqufnII/AAAAAAAADPM/cj54_CfQGNU/s1600/IMG_1205.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OMm_g8ncq_Y/TdQrrqufnII/AAAAAAAADPM/cj54_CfQGNU/s640/IMG_1205.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our attempt at getting the 3 cousins in a picture together&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This was all at Freestone Park in Gilbert. I had my high school senior pictures taken there, but didn't realize what a cool park it is! After the playdate, Kayla and I took our boys over to where the train depot and the carousel and other rides are. Jay &lt;i&gt;loved&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;driving this car and Jones was an excellent passenger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uTxLSDRMRz8/TdQsBf0_I-I/AAAAAAAADPQ/CCC5sCxge1E/s1600/IMG_1240.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uTxLSDRMRz8/TdQsBf0_I-I/AAAAAAAADPQ/CCC5sCxge1E/s640/IMG_1240.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aVnbriYWB_Y/TdQsCDL0TII/AAAAAAAADPU/2phGUqooVLY/s1600/IMG_1249.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aVnbriYWB_Y/TdQsCDL0TII/AAAAAAAADPU/2phGUqooVLY/s640/IMG_1249.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;On Wednesday I took Jay and Wes (Kayla stayed home with a sick Jones) to the Phoenix Children's Museum where we met up with one of the moms from the playdate (unfortunately the other couldn't make it). It was a lot of fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2jpsSSr4FwY/TdQso9GvV8I/AAAAAAAADPY/QWLwgiBkSek/s1600/SDC10773.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2jpsSSr4FwY/TdQso9GvV8I/AAAAAAAADPY/QWLwgiBkSek/s640/SDC10773.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WDtxhh26d3U/TdQspWcJhEI/AAAAAAAADPc/8rEe9h1DWEU/s1600/SDC10798.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WDtxhh26d3U/TdQspWcJhEI/AAAAAAAADPc/8rEe9h1DWEU/s640/SDC10798.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qaw_4H49Xkk/TdQspzMtnII/AAAAAAAADPg/nEszwKRBa9Q/s1600/SDC10803.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qaw_4H49Xkk/TdQspzMtnII/AAAAAAAADPg/nEszwKRBa9Q/s640/SDC10803.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FqZ5ISQoYPs/TdQs83MAAjI/AAAAAAAADPk/nRKvV26DC-o/s1600/Photo0244.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FqZ5ISQoYPs/TdQs83MAAjI/AAAAAAAADPk/nRKvV26DC-o/s640/Photo0244.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N4EX1aH2fdA/TdQs9eBVj3I/AAAAAAAADPo/t439KddsFig/s1600/Photo0246.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N4EX1aH2fdA/TdQs9eBVj3I/AAAAAAAADPo/t439KddsFig/s640/Photo0246.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The rest of our trip consisted of just hanging out and then passing around the stomach bug to our entire family with the exception of my mom (and somehow Kayla managed to get a cold instead of the stomach bug. Not sure how that happened). So, the end was kind of sad since we were all sick, and Jay and I ended up staying an extra 2 days to avoid flying home while sick. Unfortunately, Sam caught the stomach bug before we even got home! Thankfully it was short-lived for all of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few more phone pictures from the week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yoQ23XnWNfE/TdQuQVbd1NI/AAAAAAAADPs/uj56FLxM294/s1600/Photo0239.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yoQ23XnWNfE/TdQuQVbd1NI/AAAAAAAADPs/uj56FLxM294/s640/Photo0239.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CzoUm7bDGZY/TdQuQ74C_YI/AAAAAAAADPw/OdJrfObg6hY/s1600/Photo0242.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CzoUm7bDGZY/TdQuQ74C_YI/AAAAAAAADPw/OdJrfObg6hY/s640/Photo0242.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;He loved the cat bed (don't worry, the cat doesn't use it)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KF9AYuLl-rs/TdQuajTnXOI/AAAAAAAADP0/Mvf6LCnHzic/s1600/jayhaircut.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KF9AYuLl-rs/TdQuajTnXOI/AAAAAAAADP0/Mvf6LCnHzic/s640/jayhaircut.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Haircut!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GRVbPTQ0AtU/TdQubSkkIpI/AAAAAAAADP4/0WjHI_dtHRw/s1600/Photo0249.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GRVbPTQ0AtU/TdQubSkkIpI/AAAAAAAADP4/0WjHI_dtHRw/s640/Photo0249.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just like his mom. If your back is getting tickled, don't move! It might stop!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZWvQO0RPuY/TdQucLGCS7I/AAAAAAAADP8/JJ24XFYVo-g/s1600/Photo0255.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZWvQO0RPuY/TdQucLGCS7I/AAAAAAAADP8/JJ24XFYVo-g/s640/Photo0255.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Loved playing outside&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p45Rp3Mfg0I/TdQucp8GWtI/AAAAAAAADQA/q-Rvr1B8RUs/s1600/Photo0257.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p45Rp3Mfg0I/TdQucp8GWtI/AAAAAAAADQA/q-Rvr1B8RUs/s640/Photo0257.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Throwing a tantrum at the airport because I wouldn't let him on the moving walkway&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really nice to get away for a bit and see my family. It was sad to leave them, but we are glad to be home, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-5001345034412239039?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/5001345034412239039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=5001345034412239039&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/5001345034412239039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/5001345034412239039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2011/05/az-trip.html' title='AZ Trip'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-44YN9XzjhPk/TdQpAVP1RgI/AAAAAAAADOU/HNZBT3AaE5E/s72-c/Photo0234.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-3601991180907338681</id><published>2011-05-17T18:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T18:39:54.264-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ultrasound video</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zQHJ7ZB-wGY" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-3601991180907338681?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/3601991180907338681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=3601991180907338681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/3601991180907338681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/3601991180907338681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2011/05/ultrasound-video.html' title='Ultrasound video'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/zQHJ7ZB-wGY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-9218520281849217054</id><published>2011-05-17T17:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T17:03:57.022-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby 2 is a...</title><content type='html'>(cross-posted on our baby blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Baby girl!! I am having a hard time wrapping my mind around the fact that we are going to have a&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;daughter&lt;/i&gt;. We are SO excited. We would have been thrilled with a boy, too, because Jay would have such a blast with a little brother, but we are very happy with a little girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I did the same thing with this baby that I did with Jay. Starting at around 11 weeks I was convinced of one gender (the&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;correct&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;gender) and then a day or 2 before the ultrasound I decided I wasn't sure. And the day of, I switched my mind to the other gender. Both times I should have stuck with my original instincts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;We got 4 printed pictures from the ultrasound. She was wiggly, just as I expected, so we didn't get a great profile shot, but it was better than nothing. When we saw between the legs, I immediately thought, "if that is the legs we are looking at, and I'm pretty sure it is, that is definitely a girl!" Then my doctor said, "well, looks like a girl!" He pointed out the 3 "lines" that mean girl instead of boy, then went on to look at the rest of the important things - bladder, heart, kidneys, etc. etc. Everything looks perfect. She is measuring 2 days ahead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 6px; padding-top: 6px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fMVDzX5FIkw/TdL6jNGE2mI/AAAAAAAADN4/x4b_0b-Ewi8/s1600/18weeksface.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fMVDzX5FIkw/TdL6jNGE2mI/AAAAAAAADN4/x4b_0b-Ewi8/s640/18weeksface.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px; padding-top: 4px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Head on right, facing us, little hands next to body&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 6px; padding-top: 6px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ebgK8ojQEEQ/TdL6j9FJA4I/AAAAAAAADN8/e8HP5a6FbIo/s1600/18weeksface2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ebgK8ojQEEQ/TdL6j9FJA4I/AAAAAAAADN8/e8HP5a6FbIo/s640/18weeksface2.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px; padding-top: 4px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Another face shot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 6px; padding-top: 6px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mAVZE-9Q96Q/TdL6ksVE5BI/AAAAAAAADOA/ayh7HBpCOyA/s1600/18weeksgender.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mAVZE-9Q96Q/TdL6ksVE5BI/AAAAAAAADOA/ayh7HBpCOyA/s640/18weeksgender.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px; padding-top: 4px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Baby girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 6px; padding-top: 6px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NgYZMZjXgKM/TdL6ldSTMwI/AAAAAAAADOE/4OUOzwmk3a4/s1600/18weeksprofile.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NgYZMZjXgKM/TdL6ldSTMwI/AAAAAAAADOE/4OUOzwmk3a4/s640/18weeksprofile.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px; padding-top: 4px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;And my favorite, the profile (with bonus leg and hand!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;The gender poll results:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pD3N8bNjqSk/TdL7Pe_rjOI/AAAAAAAADOI/uKlJIzgjMNQ/s1600/gender+poll+results.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pD3N8bNjqSk/TdL7Pe_rjOI/AAAAAAAADOI/uKlJIzgjMNQ/s1600/gender+poll+results.jpg" style="cursor: move;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;And Jay's reaction?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2PMrLs6-3k/TdL7XW86REI/AAAAAAAADOM/3rr5fQLZxTk/s1600/JayGenderReaction.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U2PMrLs6-3k/TdL7XW86REI/AAAAAAAADOM/3rr5fQLZxTk/s640/JayGenderReaction.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;He couldn't care less. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;We got to record the ultrasound on DVD, so I have that uploading to youtube right now, but it's taking forever. Hopefully it works. If it does, I will post it in another post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Yay for baby girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Oh yeah! And a belly shot from today. Still look fat instead of pregnant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mai7CRJaxNk/TdL8gEg4ECI/AAAAAAAADOQ/j5obrT_6MaA/s1600/18weekbumpsmall.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mai7CRJaxNk/TdL8gEg4ECI/AAAAAAAADOQ/j5obrT_6MaA/s640/18weekbumpsmall.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-9218520281849217054?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/9218520281849217054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=9218520281849217054&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/9218520281849217054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/9218520281849217054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2011/05/baby-2-is.html' title='Baby 2 is a...'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fMVDzX5FIkw/TdL6jNGE2mI/AAAAAAAADN4/x4b_0b-Ewi8/s72-c/18weeksface.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-2996455618271350315</id><published>2011-04-19T10:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T10:02:36.340-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Internal Battle with Money</title><content type='html'>I have a constant internal battle going on. About money. You see, I &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;having new things. I love having &lt;i&gt;nice&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;things. But I absolutely hate spending money. It's very hard to reconcile with myself. I window shop all the time. I am all about finding good sales and budgeting and spending as little as possible, but that doesn't mean I don't want all the beautiful jewelry I see as I browse online at Zales.com because I got sidetracked by all the pretty sparkly things when all I meant to do was find the nearest location.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoops? I really should stop looking, but I can't. It's all too pretty! And shiny! And sparkly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How pretty is &lt;a href="http://www.zales.com/product/index.jsp?productId=3734123&amp;amp;kpc=1"&gt;this pendant&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://zales.imageg.net/graphics/product_images/pZALE1-6504032t400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://zales.imageg.net/graphics/product_images/pZALE1-6504032t400.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;a href="http://www.zales.com/product/index.jsp?productId=4396827&amp;amp;kpc=1"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt; (in Jay's birthstone!)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://zales.imageg.net/graphics/product_images/pZALE1-8477914t400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://zales.imageg.net/graphics/product_images/pZALE1-8477914t400.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;a href="http://www.zales.com/product/index.jsp?productId=11094957&amp;amp;kpc=1"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.zales.com/product/index.jsp?productId=4413195&amp;amp;kpc=1"&gt;three&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.zales.com/product/index.jsp?productId=10841616&amp;amp;kpc=1"&gt;rings&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://zales.imageg.net/graphics/product_images/pZALE1-9302978t400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://zales.imageg.net/graphics/product_images/pZALE1-9302978t400.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://zales.imageg.net/graphics/product_images/pZALE1-8523388t400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://zales.imageg.net/graphics/product_images/pZALE1-8523388t400.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://zales.imageg.net/graphics/product_images/pZALE1-8909434t400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://zales.imageg.net/graphics/product_images/pZALE1-8909434t400.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(my birthstone!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't stop looking. Too pretty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-2996455618271350315?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/2996455618271350315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=2996455618271350315&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/2996455618271350315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/2996455618271350315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2011/04/internal-battle-with-money.html' title='Internal Battle with Money'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-6732534373607427520</id><published>2011-04-13T20:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T20:02:03.806-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby #2</title><content type='html'>We will be welcoming Baby Stewart #2 into the world in October! We are very excited for Jameson to be a big brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a much larger post and put up a gender poll on our &lt;a href="http://thestewartsbaby.blogspot.com/"&gt;baby blog&lt;/a&gt;, so be sure to head over there to check it out and vote! (If you don't have access and would like it, leave a comment here with your email address and I will add you!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-6732534373607427520?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/6732534373607427520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=6732534373607427520&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/6732534373607427520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/6732534373607427520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2011/04/baby-2.html' title='Baby #2'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-1561953686756147264</id><published>2011-04-06T10:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T10:36:37.084-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving my baby</title><content type='html'>You know how sometimes kids just drive you crazy? They hang on you when you're in the kitchen, and grab your book while you're trying to read, and talk loudly while you're trying to watch a movie or TV show, and are just generally in the way? I've realized over the past couple weeks that those things often &lt;i&gt;don't&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;drive me crazy. In fact, I love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm in the kitchen cooking or washing dishes, Jay wanders over and latches onto my leg. He'll hang there and pretend to eat my leg, or use my leg (instead of his hand) to do an &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tXE7uVygJkE"&gt;indian call&lt;/a&gt;. Instead of getting frustrated and shooing him away, I stand there and think, "Yay, my baby loves me! How cute is he?" And I'll playfully bump him with my hip, then he laughs and runs away, then runs right back to me to do it again. When I'm reading my book on the couch and Jay comes over to try to take the book from me, I reach out and give him snuggles and kisses, and we often end up rolling around on the floor together because he thinks it's hilarious and I can't get enough of his smiles and laughs. Forget the book. My kid is way more entertaining. And when he's talking and yelling while I'm trying to watch a movie, I can't help but smile and laugh at him because he's so cute, and his "words" are the funniest things I've ever heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course there are times when he still drives me crazy (S&lt;i&gt;top getting into the drawer with the tin foil! And no, it's not ok 5 minutes from now either. Or tomorrow. Or ever.&lt;/i&gt;)&amp;nbsp;, but I've become a whole lot more lax about a lot of it recently, for what reason I am not sure. I just know I adore my baby. For about 10 minutes this morning he sat in my lap and laid against my chest, and we happily spent the time together, avoiding all other household chores. It was perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here I am still avoiding household chores even though Jay is napping. Oops. Bad housewife. I guess I'll go sweep the kitchen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-1561953686756147264?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/1561953686756147264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=1561953686756147264&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/1561953686756147264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/1561953686756147264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2011/04/loving-my-baby.html' title='Loving my baby'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-4796169869820837247</id><published>2011-03-28T08:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T08:13:31.805-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fashion Blogger (for a day)</title><content type='html'>Because I am so awesome *cough cough*, my sister asked me to be a fashion blogger for a day on her blog. The post is up today! Check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://frecklesinapril.blogspot.com/search/label/Fashion%20Blogger%20for%20a%20Day" title="Freckles in April"&gt;&lt;img alt="Freckles in April Fashion Blogger for a day" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_QFd2jP-Ikkc/TW_-ePkZ8kI/AAAAAAAAAdM/PZQBuqOnyu4/FBfaDButton3.jpg" style="border: medium none;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-4796169869820837247?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/4796169869820837247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=4796169869820837247&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/4796169869820837247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/4796169869820837247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2011/03/fashion-blogger-for-day.html' title='Fashion Blogger (for a day)'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_QFd2jP-Ikkc/TW_-ePkZ8kI/AAAAAAAAAdM/PZQBuqOnyu4/s72-c/FBfaDButton3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-5811161303870049817</id><published>2011-03-24T10:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T10:48:09.409-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gardening</title><content type='html'>I missed the Wednesday Want again. I really stink at this blogging thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that we are moved and settled in to our new place and summer is right around the corner, I am interested in starting a small garden on our balcony. The problem is that I have no clue what to grow, what is easy to grow, what can fit in a smallish pot/box, etc. etc. Is it too late to start growing things for the spring/summer? Does anyone have any advice on what I can grow? (I feel I should note that I hate tomatoes.) Our balcony faces west, which means it has potential to be in direct sunlight during the afternoon, but I can probably but up a shade of some sort if necessary. I just need ideas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-5811161303870049817?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/5811161303870049817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=5811161303870049817&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/5811161303870049817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/5811161303870049817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2011/03/gardening.html' title='Gardening'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-6541449592633277910</id><published>2011-03-17T21:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T21:45:38.751-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What happened?</title><content type='html'>It's already been over a week since my last post. I had no idea. I completely meant to do another Wednesday Want this week and it slipped my mind. It's been a busy week! Our little boy's birthday was yesterday. He is ONE YEAR OLD. I can hardly believe it. And what a handsome one-year-old he is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-XikSXE1ePuc/TYDzOQ9iVmI/AAAAAAAADDE/OAEcPa9xIPY/s1600/_MG_4349small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-XikSXE1ePuc/TYDzOQ9iVmI/AAAAAAAADDE/OAEcPa9xIPY/s640/_MG_4349small.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love that little man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a completely unrelated note (because I really have nothing to blog about), I made &lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Cheesy-Chicken-Pepper-Pasta/Detail.aspx"&gt;Cheesy Chicken Pepper Pasta&lt;/a&gt; tonight and it was absolutely delicious. Not as cheesy as I expected, but tasty tasty! It would also be delicious with shrimp instead of chicken. It's not super often I find a new, easy, really yummy recipe, so I was thrilled tonight when I tasted this and decided it needs to go into a regular rotation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy St. Patrick's Day! We did not celebrate. We never do. Last year we were in the hospital with a 1-day-old baby, and we were given some green soda and a green blanket by the hospital staff. I think that's the most I've ever done for St. Patrick's Day....and all I did was drink the soda. I don't even wear green. Is that lame?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that note, I am going to &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/list/1261993-nikki?shelf=currently-reading"&gt;read&lt;/a&gt; then go to bed, and pray that J-man sleeps through the night again tonight. Fare thee well, blog world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-6541449592633277910?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/6541449592633277910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=6541449592633277910&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/6541449592633277910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/6541449592633277910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-happened.html' title='What happened?'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-XikSXE1ePuc/TYDzOQ9iVmI/AAAAAAAADDE/OAEcPa9xIPY/s72-c/_MG_4349small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-9132637282662981679</id><published>2011-03-09T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T16:46:03.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday Want</title><content type='html'>I don't usually do a Wednesday Want but why not, right? It will at least keep our blog semi-active. And after I saw this &lt;a href="http://sodapop-design.blogspot.com/2011/01/diy-doily-bowl.html"&gt;doily bowl&lt;/a&gt; I couldn't help myself. Love it! (The website is in german. I translated it using Google Translate and it is fairly easy to understand, though I had never heard of Efaplast before. I guess any modeling clay would probably work...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3axw4Uv30XI/TUagMajQt1I/AAAAAAAABL8/qFMhFOhCg9g/s1600/500x365.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sodapop-design.blogspot.com/2011/01/diy-doily-bowl.html"&gt;Via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-9132637282662981679?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/9132637282662981679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=9132637282662981679&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/9132637282662981679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/9132637282662981679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2011/03/wednesday-want.html' title='Wednesday Want'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3axw4Uv30XI/TUagMajQt1I/AAAAAAAABL8/qFMhFOhCg9g/s72-c/500x365.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-5896453247460538168</id><published>2011-03-07T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T19:47:07.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New place</title><content type='html'>We are all moved in! And surprisingly mostly unpacked. We have a few boxes left in our bedroom and one of the other bedrooms still needs to be finished, but other than that, we are good to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love our new place. For those of you who have read my blog for a while, you know we had some really shady neighbors at our previous apartment. Our new neighbor came over the day we moved in and introduced herself and gave us milk because she knew that since we were moving we probably didn't have any. What a nice lady!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dE4KyNcOu0Q/TXWTrCdg2QI/AAAAAAAADC8/uG8X1MYQXs8/s1600/_MG_4216.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dE4KyNcOu0Q/TXWTrCdg2QI/AAAAAAAADC8/uG8X1MYQXs8/s640/_MG_4216.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Living room, as viewed from the hallway. The door on the left is our front door. The sliding glass door goes to a balcony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-j-4F4KJlI18/TXWTlh5Vs1I/AAAAAAAADC4/J5NaQC-8ggE/s1600/_MG_4215.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-j-4F4KJlI18/TXWTlh5Vs1I/AAAAAAAADC4/J5NaQC-8ggE/s640/_MG_4215.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kitchen, also viewed from hallway. The door is a pantry!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-_pyQp5HSxdc/TXWTgwMjK2I/AAAAAAAADC0/kTtOs6fsXcQ/s1600/_MG_4214.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-_pyQp5HSxdc/TXWTgwMjK2I/AAAAAAAADC0/kTtOs6fsXcQ/s640/_MG_4214.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hallway. Washer and dryer in closet on right, bathroom on right, 2 bedrooms on left, master bedroom straight ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-yJtii30IHgk/TXWTbB004bI/AAAAAAAADCw/XdBRktr3phk/s1600/_MG_4213.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-yJtii30IHgk/TXWTbB004bI/AAAAAAAADCw/XdBRktr3phk/s640/_MG_4213.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bedroom #1, AKA the-one-that's-still-messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-XbJ1K7EB1Xo/TXWTQ_HqFVI/AAAAAAAADCo/6255Khtzdig/s1600/_MG_4211.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-XbJ1K7EB1Xo/TXWTQ_HqFVI/AAAAAAAADCo/6255Khtzdig/s640/_MG_4211.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bedroom #2, AKA Jay's room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-zlCXDncicGA/TXWTVQl6DEI/AAAAAAAADCs/UWFTHTPC0a4/s1600/_MG_4212.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-zlCXDncicGA/TXWTVQl6DEI/AAAAAAAADCs/UWFTHTPC0a4/s640/_MG_4212.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bathroom. (Jay got a hold of the toilet paper. Just ignore it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-ttAaAOX6GzE/TXWTCUqXrCI/AAAAAAAADCg/O5vmywCL3M0/s1600/_MG_4208.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-ttAaAOX6GzE/TXWTCUqXrCI/AAAAAAAADCg/O5vmywCL3M0/s640/_MG_4208.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Master bedroom with walk-in closet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-56917JElikY/TXWTGr33ACI/AAAAAAAADCk/JXDYIIi3SdA/s1600/_MG_4209.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-56917JElikY/TXWTGr33ACI/AAAAAAAADCk/JXDYIIi3SdA/s640/_MG_4209.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Master bathroom.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Not bad, huh? We really like it. We definitely upgraded. An extra bedroom, an extra bathroom, a washer and dryer! and a dishwasher! and a pantry! There are playgrounds, an exercise room, a pool and a hot tub. We are within walking distance of a library. We are only about 2 1/2 miles from Sam's sister and her family. Yeah. I think we'll be happy here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-5896453247460538168?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/5896453247460538168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=5896453247460538168&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/5896453247460538168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/5896453247460538168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2011/03/new-place.html' title='New place'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dE4KyNcOu0Q/TXWTrCdg2QI/AAAAAAAADC8/uG8X1MYQXs8/s72-c/_MG_4216.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-7225387020017404510</id><published>2011-03-01T10:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T10:27:05.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cake Smash</title><content type='html'>I posted some of these on our &lt;a href="http://thestewartsbaby.blogspot.com/"&gt;baby blog&lt;/a&gt;, but since it's private I think a lot of people forget it exists. I will post some of the pictures here for those of you who forgot about the baby blog or don't have access to it. (If we know you and you want access, leave a comment with your email address and we will add you.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jameson's first birthday is in 15 days. FIFTEEN. I am going to cry. We did a cake smash photo shoot, because I've always wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-dQhK634MczU/TWw0hESW5VI/AAAAAAAADAk/JwI_sPouCfs/s1600/_MG_3870.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-dQhK634MczU/TWw0hESW5VI/AAAAAAAADAk/JwI_sPouCfs/s640/_MG_3870.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-kyQijjbuJwY/TWw0iQ1O1mI/AAAAAAAADAw/Ju79HG5460k/s1600/_MG_3894.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-kyQijjbuJwY/TWw0iQ1O1mI/AAAAAAAADAw/Ju79HG5460k/s640/_MG_3894.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-bIfdxcHNs_4/TWw0jedzFkI/AAAAAAAADA8/D-Ryj_tfxCk/s1600/_MG_3950.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-bIfdxcHNs_4/TWw0jedzFkI/AAAAAAAADA8/D-Ryj_tfxCk/s640/_MG_3950.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Er1lBwVMTDI/TWw0jx4hjWI/AAAAAAAADBA/ZkhNZMzGPDQ/s1600/_MG_3953.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Er1lBwVMTDI/TWw0jx4hjWI/AAAAAAAADBA/ZkhNZMzGPDQ/s640/_MG_3953.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-EJXJf3frTT0/TWw0kmu7jRI/AAAAAAAADBI/gd7RiHrgKM4/s1600/_MG_3965.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-EJXJf3frTT0/TWw0kmu7jRI/AAAAAAAADBI/gd7RiHrgKM4/s640/_MG_3965.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-1khMjQH2Hr4/TWw0lwKJroI/AAAAAAAADBQ/lir0UslH9WM/s1600/_MG_3970.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-1khMjQH2Hr4/TWw0lwKJroI/AAAAAAAADBQ/lir0UslH9WM/s640/_MG_3970.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I love that little boy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-7225387020017404510?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/7225387020017404510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=7225387020017404510&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/7225387020017404510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/7225387020017404510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2011/03/cake-smash.html' title='Cake Smash'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-dQhK634MczU/TWw0hESW5VI/AAAAAAAADAk/JwI_sPouCfs/s72-c/_MG_3870.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-8947413226448959897</id><published>2011-02-18T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T21:27:59.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Official</title><content type='html'>We have a new apartment! We will be moving. Soon. Sam's work is moving up to Salt Lake, so we are moving so his commute to work every day isn't quite as long. The apartment has 3 bedrooms and 2 bathrooms (upgrade!!), and the complex has a pool, a little fitness center, and 2 or 3 playscapes that we can take Jay to. I think it will be perfect for us. We put the application in a while ago but just learned today that we are fully approved and have an apartment reserved for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a little bit out of the way of everything, and still a longer commute than we originally wanted, but we love the complex and the location is so &lt;i&gt;quiet&lt;/i&gt;. We like quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a little nervous about starting over. New neighbors. New ward (church). New home to get used to. But it will be good. We are really excited.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-8947413226448959897?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/8947413226448959897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=8947413226448959897&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/8947413226448959897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/8947413226448959897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s Official'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-5983198819208854211</id><published>2011-02-17T12:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T12:43:29.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picky Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Jameson used to be a champion eater. He'd shovel down whatever I put in front of him and never have any problems. In the past number of weeks, however, suddenly he is very picky. And I am beyond frustrated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;He won't eat bread or toast anymore, unless it's cinnamon raisin. He only eats noodles if they have a sauce of some sort (I have found that a little butter and garlic powder is much cleaner than marinara). He refuses most vegetables, even ones that he used to love (green beans! He now spits them out like they are of the devil).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;The possible lactose-intolerance doesn't help. I used to give him cheese and yogurt. Then he started throwing it up. The thought of him throwing it all up again makes me queasy so I refuse to give him dairy for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;He does eat fruit like it's going out of style. He will eat a tub of peaches or pears without thinking about it. He'd eat a whole jar of mandarin oranges if I let him. He eats whole kiwis all the time, and would eat an entire apple if I thought it was good for him. Out of all the vegetables I have tried to feed him, he will eat peas, cauliflower and carrots, but only if I force them into his mouth first. Once they are in his mouth he realizes, "oh yeah, I kind of do like that," and will eat the rest. No other veggies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Oh and he loves scrambled eggs. But he can't exactly have scrambled eggs and fruit at every meal. I don't know what to do with him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Any advice, suggestions, or sympathy is appreciated!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-5983198819208854211?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/5983198819208854211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=5983198819208854211&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/5983198819208854211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/5983198819208854211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2011/02/picky-child.html' title='Picky Child'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-7878054856477709895</id><published>2011-02-14T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T14:34:16.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So in Love...</title><content type='html'>...with my two boys. They mean the world to me. Sam is an amazing husband and father, and Jay is the funniest little kid ever. They both bring me so much joy every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 2004 - Possibly one of the very first pictures of us together. I don't recall any taken before this night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v54/202/8/17800378/n17800378_31723483_5495.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 2006 - First pictures together after Sam got back from his mission&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v180/NiiLynn/me%20and%20sam/nov2006.jpg?t=1297718595" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 2007 - Pre-engagement engagement pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v19/202/8/17800378/n17800378_31975934_9799.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 26, 2007 - Wedding day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v180/NiiLynn/me%20and%20sam/cutewedding.jpg?t=1297718907" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 16, 2010 - A few short hours before Jameson was born&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/S6GtlfhJa7I/AAAAAAAACFc/47UdHz3q6_8/s400/IMG_9863.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 2010 - Jameson's blessing day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/S-B09vaX-LI/AAAAAAAACR4/rdO6N4cDHQg/s400/IMG_8802small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And November 2010 - Most recent family picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TO87PfhNumI/AAAAAAAAC2Y/4TBelioevQA/s640/IMG_3150small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I adore these boys and am loving our little family together. Happy Valentines Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-7878054856477709895?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/7878054856477709895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=7878054856477709895&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/7878054856477709895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/7878054856477709895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2011/02/so-in-love.html' title='So in Love...'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/S6GtlfhJa7I/AAAAAAAACFc/47UdHz3q6_8/s72-c/IMG_9863.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-5257598727167471787</id><published>2011-02-02T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T21:17:29.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Professional Photographers</title><content type='html'>It is a fairly frequent occasion that I hear someone say they are having professional pictures taken of their child and they come back with prints from Sears or JC Penney. In my opinion, these are not professional pictures. The photographers are not professionals. They are generally minimally trained on the equipment, and that only happens once they are hired. A "professional photographer," in my eyes, is a freelance photographer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The issue that most people have with freelance photography is the cost. It is a LOT. And the photographers themselves know that. But what the clients don't know is why it costs so much. &lt;a href="http://chrisheatherlilly.com/"&gt;Heather Lilly&lt;/a&gt; recently did some number crunching and made a post on her blog about the breakdown of the money that comes in from a session. &lt;a href="http://chrisheatherlilly.com/?p=5318"&gt;Check it out&lt;/a&gt;. It is eye-opening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-5257598727167471787?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/5257598727167471787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=5257598727167471787&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/5257598727167471787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/5257598727167471787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2011/02/professional-photographers.html' title='Professional Photographers'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-5628015233221982414</id><published>2011-01-19T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T15:42:46.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I need opinions</title><content type='html'>It seems like the norm now-a-days is to throw a huge birthday bash for your child's first birthday. The problem is we really don't have many friends in the area, and very limited family (Sam's sister and her hubby and 2 kids). So....we don't really have anyone to invite. Is it really lame to NOT have a 1st birthday party? I'll make Jay a cake to smash and take pictures, but I just have no idea what to do. I feel like we need to do something, but since we don't know anyone that makes things difficult. What would YOU do? (His birthday is eight weeks from today!!! *sob*)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-5628015233221982414?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/5628015233221982414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=5628015233221982414&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/5628015233221982414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/5628015233221982414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-need-opinions.html' title='I need opinions'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-3881350965638414429</id><published>2011-01-18T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T09:51:48.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2011 Goal Update</title><content type='html'>I am proud to say we are doing fairly well on our list of goals for this year and January isn't even over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-We went through our closets and cleaned out clothing we don't wear. We took 6 garbage bags full of clothes to DI last week. SIX! I was so proud.&lt;br /&gt;-I've already finished 1 new book and am really excited about the rest in the series, so as long as I can get my hands on them, I will probably finish them quickly.&lt;br /&gt;-I have cooked more healthy meals and the recipe book is in the works.&lt;br /&gt;-We've been doing better with family prayer and scripture study.&lt;br /&gt;-We have decreased some more of our debt and increased some of our on-hand savings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Sam just started working full time our whole monetary situation has changed, so this week I am hoping to work on our budget again to get everything nailed down. It is going to be a little rough figuring things out, but once we get it down it will be amazing to have everything settled and to know exactly where we stand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-3881350965638414429?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/3881350965638414429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=3881350965638414429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/3881350965638414429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/3881350965638414429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011-goal-update.html' title='2011 Goal Update'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-5601630640451645700</id><published>2011-01-04T13:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T07:48:10.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goals for 2011</title><content type='html'>I'm not usually one to make resolutions (at least not good ones, and I prefer the term "goals" anyway.), but I want this year to be different. We need goals. So I decided to make a list. A public list. Hopefully that will help us stick with it! And if you happen to have any suggestions on how to stay on track with any of these goals, leave a comment. It would be greatly appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nikki:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cook healthy meals more frequently&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;-Make a recipe book with favorite healthy recipes for rotation&lt;br /&gt;Keep Jameson's scrapbook updated&lt;br /&gt;Read 25 new books&lt;br /&gt;Consistently exercise&lt;br /&gt;Throw away/donate anything that was not used in the past 6 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sam:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run a 5K&lt;br /&gt;Run a 1/2 marathon&lt;br /&gt;Read 15 books&lt;br /&gt;Learn to play guitar&lt;br /&gt;Clean out clothes closet&lt;br /&gt;Take more pictures/expand photography business&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Family:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekly &lt;a href="http://lds.org/study/topics/family-home-evening?lang=eng"&gt;Family Home Evening&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attend the &lt;a href="http://lds.org/study/topics/temples?lang=eng"&gt;temple&lt;/a&gt; more frequently&lt;br /&gt;More consistent family prayer and scripture study&lt;br /&gt;Date night at least once per month&lt;br /&gt;Stick to a financial budget&lt;br /&gt;Get out of unnecessary debts&lt;br /&gt;Increase on-hand savings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-5601630640451645700?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/5601630640451645700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=5601630640451645700&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/5601630640451645700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/5601630640451645700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2011/01/goals-for-2011.html' title='Goals for 2011'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-1978456814256151239</id><published>2010-12-29T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T18:13:29.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Letter</title><content type='html'>We didn't send out a Christmas letter this year, and this blog has become all but defunct. I am going to try to revive it and I thought an online Christmas letter (a little late) would be a perfect post to help get things going again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TRvCHM9HkWI/AAAAAAAAC60/cAUFbj1Uvlk/s1600/IMG_3104small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TRvCHM9HkWI/AAAAAAAAC60/cAUFbj1Uvlk/s640/IMG_3104small.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010 was the biggest year so far for our little family, and all because of one little boy. Jameson (AKA Jay) made his grand entrance into our lives on March 16 and has changed our lives forever. The first four months of his life were hard with him being a really fussy baby and not sleeping much (the latter has not changed), but he has turned into such a sweet and happy little boy with a huge personality. He started walking full time within the past week, at just under 9 1/2 months old. We have our hands full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam is going into his last few months of schooling for his bachelors in Exercise Science at BYU. He was recently offered a full time job doing technical support for the LDS church, which he has been doing part time since January of 2007. They love him there and want to keep him for as long as possible. Plans for physical therapy school have been put on hold, but we hope to see them resurface in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I quit my job at Sewell Direct in February to prepare for and stay home with Jameson and am thrilled with that decision. I absolutely adore being a mother and love that I get to spend so much time with my baby boy. I have been spoiled with multiple long vacations to see family since my biggest obligation can be carted along with me. (Thankfully he generally does better than expected both on planes and on long car rides.) I spend my days smiling and laughing at all the news tricks Jay pulls out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are having a grand time as a family of 3 and are excited about the coming year and all the new experiences it will bring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TRvCOy-4cVI/AAAAAAAAC64/u05ghiWhggw/s1600/IMG_3150small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TRvCOy-4cVI/AAAAAAAAC64/u05ghiWhggw/s640/IMG_3150small.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-1978456814256151239?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/1978456814256151239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=1978456814256151239&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/1978456814256151239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/1978456814256151239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-letter.html' title='Christmas Letter'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TRvCHM9HkWI/AAAAAAAAC60/cAUFbj1Uvlk/s72-c/IMG_3104small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-3769220099119764313</id><published>2010-12-29T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T10:41:32.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow snow snow</title><content type='html'>This is our current view out the windows of Sam's parents' house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TRtuojG68PI/AAAAAAAAC6o/CJq8CXn97No/s1600/_MG_0677small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TRtuojG68PI/AAAAAAAAC6o/CJq8CXn97No/s640/_MG_0677small.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TRtutYnJ1zI/AAAAAAAAC6s/d2-m0rcf60Y/s1600/_MG_0679small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TRtutYnJ1zI/AAAAAAAAC6s/d2-m0rcf60Y/s640/_MG_0679small.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TRtuxOm3tgI/AAAAAAAAC6w/IYfQKDEvXw0/s1600/_MG_0687small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TRtuxOm3tgI/AAAAAAAAC6w/IYfQKDEvXw0/s640/_MG_0687small.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TRtukOlJu2I/AAAAAAAAC6k/xS8c89AxO58/s1600/_MG_0674small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TRtukOlJu2I/AAAAAAAAC6k/xS8c89AxO58/s640/_MG_0674small.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it just keeps dumping. We might never make it home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-3769220099119764313?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/3769220099119764313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=3769220099119764313&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/3769220099119764313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/3769220099119764313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2010/12/snow-snow-snow.html' title='Snow snow snow'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TRtuojG68PI/AAAAAAAAC6o/CJq8CXn97No/s72-c/_MG_0677small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-4198830586740529402</id><published>2010-12-25T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T15:16:24.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas from Jameson!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TRZsdnbl1VI/AAAAAAAAC5w/3eaFRa7ucU0/s1600/_MG_0456small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TRZsdnbl1VI/AAAAAAAAC5w/3eaFRa7ucU0/s640/_MG_0456small.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TRZsbe8JOCI/AAAAAAAAC5s/UaY3I0Py0pw/s1600/_MG_0367small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TRZsbe8JOCI/AAAAAAAAC5s/UaY3I0Py0pw/s640/_MG_0367small.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-4198830586740529402?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/4198830586740529402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=4198830586740529402&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/4198830586740529402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/4198830586740529402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas-from-jameson.html' title='Merry Christmas from Jameson!'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TRZsdnbl1VI/AAAAAAAAC5w/3eaFRa7ucU0/s72-c/_MG_0456small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-8409298399134283459</id><published>2010-10-11T07:24:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T07:27:45.297-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gap Casting Call</title><content type='html'>Alright guys, team up and vote. I know chances are slim of him winning (Um, the top kid has like 23 THOUSAND votes...I think they cheat.) but let's try anyway! You can vote daily. And yes, you have to put in your email address, but you won't get emails from Gap unless you ask for them, so vote away! Because he's pretty cute. :) (And he's even in a GAP shirt. Can it get any better?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gapcastingcall.com/GapCastingCall/EntryDetail.html?id=363697"&gt;Vote here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TLMPWKuKsQI/AAAAAAAACwE/EbcWSGnl62M/s1600/_MG_5793.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TLMPWKuKsQI/AAAAAAAACwE/EbcWSGnl62M/s640/_MG_5793.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-8409298399134283459?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/8409298399134283459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=8409298399134283459&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/8409298399134283459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/8409298399134283459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2010/10/gap-casting-call.html' title='Gap Casting Call'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TLMPWKuKsQI/AAAAAAAACwE/EbcWSGnl62M/s72-c/_MG_5793.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-4954744985701693858</id><published>2010-10-10T17:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T17:54:06.147-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bandon Golf Trip</title><content type='html'>Round-trip plane tickets: $382&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travel golf bag: $100&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meals, snacks, swag, etc.: $$$$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing 54 holes of golf on professional courses with your dad and brother: Priceless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just returned from one of the best vacations and most memorable experiences I have had to date. I was able to spend 3 days on the Oregon Coast golfing with my dad and brother at Bandon Dunes. We had the opportunity to play 3 different courses, all professional and all true links courses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was some really incredible golf and so much fun. We had a blast walking the fairways chatting, laughing, and really enjoyed ourselves. We had pretty good weather considering where we were. The wind blew all day, every day. And we're not talking a small breeze -- 30 mph winds with stronger gusts all day. Only had a bit of rain on a few occasions but only for a few minutes. All in all, it was awesome and a great experience - one that won't be forgotten any time soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pics from the trip. 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You may have had to be there. It was so perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were on family vacation in Sunriver, OR. Sam's brother-in-law, Jefferson, has a text message tone that is Michael Scott saying, "That's what she said!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night Sam's dad gave a fairly serious "lesson" on marriage and working together. He gave us a little quiz on which we graded our efforts in our relationship. During the quiz, Sam's mom said, "These are really hard!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's when Jefferson's text message tone sounded. Talk about good timing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-5735616413529800567?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/5735616413529800567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=5735616413529800567&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/5735616413529800567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/5735616413529800567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2010/09/random-memory.html' title='Random Memory'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-4639633280658959998</id><published>2010-09-26T21:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T21:50:11.774-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Baby Can Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TKAUYLHL_bI/AAAAAAAACus/0hzhd6K_n1E/s1600/mybabycandance.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TKAUYLHL_bI/AAAAAAAACus/0hzhd6K_n1E/s640/mybabycandance.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-4639633280658959998?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/4639633280658959998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=4639633280658959998&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/4639633280658959998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/4639633280658959998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-baby-can-dance.html' title='My Baby Can Dance'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TKAUYLHL_bI/AAAAAAAACus/0hzhd6K_n1E/s72-c/mybabycandance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-795468504998716682</id><published>2010-09-26T19:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T19:07:42.588-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In which J makes a new friend</title><content type='html'>Or 2. He loves the baby on the box!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TJ_tvUE7c6I/AAAAAAAACuc/F5LMMGeBubQ/s1600/_MG_5896.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TJ_tvUE7c6I/AAAAAAAACuc/F5LMMGeBubQ/s320/_MG_5896.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TJ_txvbOPXI/AAAAAAAACug/OD9kPKS-LpE/s1600/_MG_5900.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TJ_txvbOPXI/AAAAAAAACug/OD9kPKS-LpE/s320/_MG_5900.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-795468504998716682?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/795468504998716682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=795468504998716682&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/795468504998716682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/795468504998716682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2010/09/in-which-j-makes-new-friend.html' title='In which J makes a new friend'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TJ_tvUE7c6I/AAAAAAAACuc/F5LMMGeBubQ/s72-c/_MG_5896.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-9058118976724106987</id><published>2010-09-12T21:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T21:47:26.562-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sunday Afternoon Walk to the Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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I'll just do a quick overview. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started in Salem for our nephew's (Hudson) baby blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TGBEOEe0AsI/AAAAAAAACjA/ARUbv5KDUW4/s1600/SDC13825.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TGBEOEe0AsI/AAAAAAAACjA/ARUbv5KDUW4/s640/SDC13825.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went on a hike to a waterfall while we were there.&lt;br /&gt;(I thought I had someone take a picture of me and Jay at the waterfall, but I don't remember who....if someone happens to have it, could you send it to me? :) I don't care if it's ugly!)&lt;br /&gt;The girls with all the babies right before the hike:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TGBEw7UzMaI/AAAAAAAACjI/RiBCrphtwUQ/s1600/SDC13788.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TGBEw7UzMaI/AAAAAAAACjI/RiBCrphtwUQ/s640/SDC13788.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed down to Klamath Falls, to Sam's parents' house, for a few days. We spent a lot of time in the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TGBE_y6RenI/AAAAAAAACjQ/1Zpt6bDv770/s1600/SDC13836.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TGBE_y6RenI/AAAAAAAACjQ/1Zpt6bDv770/s640/SDC13836.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went up to Sun River. We took another hike to a water fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TGBGYKjmBoI/AAAAAAAACjo/uUtbThTW7eM/s1600/_MG_0678.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TGBGYKjmBoI/AAAAAAAACjo/uUtbThTW7eM/s640/_MG_0678.jpg" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We spent some time at a park. (I know, my narrating is so exciting. I apologize - killer headache.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TGBF_VkYYmI/AAAAAAAACjg/rTUpgPSHHYE/s1600/SDC14024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TGBF_VkYYmI/AAAAAAAACjg/rTUpgPSHHYE/s640/SDC14024.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(Left to right: cousins Jay, Hudson, Remi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hung out at the lodge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TGBGiohHGJI/AAAAAAAACjw/BYvD-ypH_xA/s1600/_MG_0657.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TGBGiohHGJI/AAAAAAAACjw/BYvD-ypH_xA/s640/_MG_0657.jpg" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TGBGrevOM-I/AAAAAAAACj4/oRCeXQTSuMY/s1600/SDC13950.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TGBGrevOM-I/AAAAAAAACj4/oRCeXQTSuMY/s640/SDC13950.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we played games!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TGBG1WHrnsI/AAAAAAAACkA/MWsGh17sTf8/s1600/SDC14067.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TGBG1WHrnsI/AAAAAAAACkA/MWsGh17sTf8/s640/SDC14067.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ok, there was a whole lot more we did, but Sam and I slacked at taking pictures, so most of these were emailed to me! It was a really fun vacation and it was so nice to get away for a while. I'll end with a couple family pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TGBHK2jOieI/AAAAAAAACkI/2ymVMeMM0hM/s1600/_MG_0821.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TGBHK2jOieI/AAAAAAAACkI/2ymVMeMM0hM/s640/_MG_0821.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TGBHT3LytgI/AAAAAAAACkQ/0QY7bR2O59c/s1600/_MG_0856.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="246" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TGBHT3LytgI/AAAAAAAACkQ/0QY7bR2O59c/s640/_MG_0856.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to Paul and Suzanne for an awesome trip!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-8969608523086806595?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/8969608523086806595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=8969608523086806595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/8969608523086806595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/8969608523086806595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2010/08/oregon-vacation.html' title='Oregon Vacation'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TGBEOEe0AsI/AAAAAAAACjA/ARUbv5KDUW4/s72-c/SDC13825.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-4313028478555608969</id><published>2010-08-05T18:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T18:57:19.486-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Boys</title><content type='html'>They pretty much rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TFtd5gPUlEI/AAAAAAAACiA/e97wxEKY43Y/s1600/_MG_1567small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TFtd5gPUlEI/AAAAAAAACiA/e97wxEKY43Y/s640/_MG_1567small.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-4313028478555608969?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/4313028478555608969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=4313028478555608969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/4313028478555608969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/4313028478555608969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-boys.html' title='My Boys'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TFtd5gPUlEI/AAAAAAAACiA/e97wxEKY43Y/s72-c/_MG_1567small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-1754674811501731635</id><published>2010-07-31T07:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T07:42:23.594-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminiscing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/S6kWDB-GugI/AAAAAAAACLM/oQXK_aA4SJM/s1600/_MG_0281.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/S6kWDB-GugI/AAAAAAAACLM/oQXK_aA4SJM/s640/_MG_0281.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1 week old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want another one! (Yeah, I'm not ready. But I want one!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-1754674811501731635?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/1754674811501731635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=1754674811501731635&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/1754674811501731635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/1754674811501731635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2010/07/reminiscing.html' title='Reminiscing'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/S6kWDB-GugI/AAAAAAAACLM/oQXK_aA4SJM/s72-c/_MG_0281.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-1158716275528002981</id><published>2010-07-24T21:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T21:34:28.421-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah, Validation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/05/22/AR2007052201554.html"&gt;http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/05/22/AR2007052201554.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She just neglected to mention lack of sleep because your kid wakes up multiple times every night. The rest is spot-on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-1158716275528002981?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/1158716275528002981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=1158716275528002981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/1158716275528002981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/1158716275528002981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2010/07/ah-validation.html' title='Ah, Validation'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-7502962926411504570</id><published>2010-07-19T08:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T08:58:41.038-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2-Week Vacation</title><content type='html'>Jameson and I spent the last 2 weeks in Oregon. Sam came up after 1 week. Talk about a fun vacation! Unfortunately we can't find our point-and-shoot camera, and carrying around a larger/nicer camera isn't really fun/logical all the time, so we don't have that many pictures. But, of course, we have some pictures of our little boy. We had at least 5 people look at Jameson and say, "Look at that baby's hair!" It keeps growing longer and thicker, and yet continues to stick straight up. Our kid rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TERoCrmMQFI/AAAAAAAACdk/9p8q91Ljt5k/s1600/_MG_0803small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TERoCrmMQFI/AAAAAAAACdk/9p8q91Ljt5k/s640/_MG_0803small.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'll get around to posting some of the pictures we did take soon.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-7502962926411504570?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/7502962926411504570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=7502962926411504570&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/7502962926411504570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/7502962926411504570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2010/07/2-week-vacation.html' title='2-Week Vacation'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TERoCrmMQFI/AAAAAAAACdk/9p8q91Ljt5k/s72-c/_MG_0803small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-5251778616294349755</id><published>2010-06-30T11:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T11:39:43.225-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Property Inspection</title><content type='html'>We got a memo on our door today from the management company of our apartment. It says we have a property inspection scheduled for tomorrow between 9am and 10am. This is fine and dandy. Then it proceeds to say that if we will not be home, &lt;i&gt;to leave our door unlocked. &lt;/i&gt;I'm sorry? Is that even legal to request? I will be home, but if I wasn't going to be, I would most certainly &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;leave my door unlocked simply because someone posted a note on my door requesting me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They got a nice little email from me requesting they consider safety hazards in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-5251778616294349755?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/5251778616294349755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=5251778616294349755&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/5251778616294349755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/5251778616294349755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2010/06/property-inspection.html' title='Property Inspection'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-7214601674392649995</id><published>2010-06-24T12:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T12:52:31.645-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Condoms to First Graders</title><content type='html'>FIRST GRADERS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.bostonherald.com/news/regional/view/20100624ptown_puts_condoms_in_kids_hands_schools_making_them_available_to_everyone_-_even_first-graders/srvc=home&amp;amp;position=also"&gt;http://news.bostonherald.com/news/regional/view/20100624ptown_puts_condoms_in_kids_hands_schools_making_them_available_to_everyone_-_even_first-graders/srvc=home&amp;amp;position=also&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-7214601674392649995?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/7214601674392649995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=7214601674392649995&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/7214601674392649995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/7214601674392649995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2010/06/condoms-to-first-graders.html' title='Condoms to First Graders'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-1729649531711955507</id><published>2010-06-20T10:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T10:33:42.957-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Father's Day!</title><content type='html'>To our amazing fathers, and to my husband and my baby's daddy, happy Father's Day! We love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TB5CHFTs9bI/AAAAAAAACa8/wwWbKTG4vxM/s1600/_MG_9678.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TB5CHFTs9bI/AAAAAAAACa8/wwWbKTG4vxM/s640/_MG_9678.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TB5Chw3ZcqI/AAAAAAAACbE/KibsJSzoVS0/s1600/n17800378_33807468_8520.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TB5Chw3ZcqI/AAAAAAAACbE/KibsJSzoVS0/s640/n17800378_33807468_8520.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TB5CtlvxA_I/AAAAAAAACbM/0iBJqxcsDp8/s1600/SDC11070.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TB5CtlvxA_I/AAAAAAAACbM/0iBJqxcsDp8/s400/SDC11070.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-1729649531711955507?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/1729649531711955507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=1729649531711955507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/1729649531711955507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/1729649531711955507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Father&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TB5CHFTs9bI/AAAAAAAACa8/wwWbKTG4vxM/s72-c/_MG_9678.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-8134486125906421484</id><published>2010-06-18T09:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T09:00:47.607-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Parents</title><content type='html'>I took this picture the other day of my parents and love it. Look how happy they are together! Truly it shows the essence of what a happy marriage should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UXPdSiU_GQg/TBt9FoCLNpI/AAAAAAAANSo/4MPIEThnULM/s1600/_MG_9988.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UXPdSiU_GQg/TBt9FoCLNpI/AAAAAAAANSo/4MPIEThnULM/s640/_MG_9988.jpg" width="444" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-8134486125906421484?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/8134486125906421484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=8134486125906421484&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/8134486125906421484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/8134486125906421484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2010/06/parents.html' title='Parents'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06106530060753443593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V_JSh5A6kCo/TcmM34HiHZI/AAAAAAAAOG0/XAz3Mi0m4CU/s220/_MG_0290editresize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UXPdSiU_GQg/TBt9FoCLNpI/AAAAAAAANSo/4MPIEThnULM/s72-c/_MG_9988.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-8749649346873298405</id><published>2010-06-18T08:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T08:51:04.473-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How I Know Coke is Better Than Pepsi</title><content type='html'>According to a &lt;a href="http://www.zagat.com/fastfood"&gt;2009 Zagat survey about fast food restaurants&lt;/a&gt;, the top 5 large fast food chains (up to 5,000 locations) and top 5 mega fast food chains (more than 5,000 locations) are as follows, with my note regarding which soda they serve:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fast Food – Large Chains&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panera Bread – Pepsi&lt;br /&gt;Chipotle – Coca Cola&lt;br /&gt;In-N-Out Burger – Coca Cola&lt;br /&gt;Chick-fil-A – Coca Cola&lt;br /&gt;Au Bon Pain – Pepsi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fast Food – Mega Chains&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subway – Coca Cola&lt;br /&gt;Wendy's – Coca Cola&lt;br /&gt;McDonald's – Coca Cola&lt;br /&gt;Taco Bell – Pepsi&lt;br /&gt;Burger King – Coca Cola&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 out of 10 serve Coke instead of Pepsi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my husband's grandpa drank Diet Coke every day. Even in the hospital when he wasn't allowed to drink anything (hip surgery at age 94), they gave him little swabs with Diet Coke on them. He lived til age 96.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just sayin'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-8749649346873298405?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/8749649346873298405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=8749649346873298405&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/8749649346873298405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/8749649346873298405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2010/06/how-i-know-coke-is-better-than-pepsi.html' title='How I Know Coke is Better Than Pepsi'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-1370899392099658285</id><published>2010-06-08T09:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T09:34:41.869-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jay &amp; Jones, plus Welcome Hudson!</title><content type='html'>I forgot to include this picture in my Arizona posts, but I love it. Jay and Jones, loving their wubbanubs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TA5ii8H7MII/AAAAAAAACZ8/Korn6fGGGqo/s1600/jay+and+jones.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TA5ii8H7MII/AAAAAAAACZ8/Korn6fGGGqo/s640/jay+and+jones.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, welcome to our new nephew Hudson, born June 2nd! Congrats Ben and Sharon. He's a cutie and we can't wait to meet him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TA5i7P5yMSI/AAAAAAAACaE/iXoNL3IwZ1o/s1600/P1100494.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TA5i7P5yMSI/AAAAAAAACaE/iXoNL3IwZ1o/s400/P1100494.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-1370899392099658285?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/1370899392099658285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=1370899392099658285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/1370899392099658285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/1370899392099658285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2010/06/jay-jones-plus-welcome-hudson.html' title='Jay &amp; Jones, plus Welcome Hudson!'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TA5ii8H7MII/AAAAAAAACZ8/Korn6fGGGqo/s72-c/jay+and+jones.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-5578874129040263822</id><published>2010-06-07T22:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T14:49:05.298-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary! (little late)</title><content type='html'>Nikki is making me do this post....I apologize in advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On May 26th we celebrated our 3rd year of marriage. Crazy how fast time flies. This July it will be 6 years since we met. So much has happened in 3 years of our marriage but I'm grateful we've made it this far and that she has put up with me for so long. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got off work early so we could have some extra time together. We ran a few errands once I got home then my friend Morgan came and watched Jameson for us for the remainder of the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hit a&amp;nbsp;matinée&amp;nbsp;showing of Iron Man 2. It was a good film and we both enjoyed it. It wasn't nearly as good as the first but it was still good. After the movie we went to Chili's for dinner. It was nice to be out together and not worry about having to get Jay home for bed or feeding him, though it was a little odd not having him around. What was life like without him??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner we ran to a few other places, the grocery store, then made it home. Jameson was good for Morgan and we were happy to see him again. It's a strange feeling being away from your kid, especially for Nikki who is with him every minute of every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good anniversary together and we're both glad we got through another year and so happy that we have a new addition in the family. Hopefully Nikki can put up with my crazy antics for a few more years. I know she's hoping that said antics don't rub off on Jay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nikki, I love you. You are my everything and I would be lost without you. You guide me, inspire me to be a better man, and you are easily the hottest, sexiest woman on the planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I had to say that last part because I know that she'll hate it :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UXPdSiU_GQg/TA3EYTuNtvI/AAAAAAAANPU/KtLZXym6BHc/s1600/_MG_9485.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="427" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UXPdSiU_GQg/TA3EYTuNtvI/AAAAAAAANPU/KtLZXym6BHc/s640/_MG_9485.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-5578874129040263822?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/5578874129040263822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=5578874129040263822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/5578874129040263822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/5578874129040263822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-anniversary-little-late.html' title='Happy Anniversary! (little late)'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06106530060753443593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V_JSh5A6kCo/TcmM34HiHZI/AAAAAAAAOG0/XAz3Mi0m4CU/s220/_MG_0290editresize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UXPdSiU_GQg/TA3EYTuNtvI/AAAAAAAANPU/KtLZXym6BHc/s72-c/_MG_9485.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-5715896562395138446</id><published>2010-06-07T08:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T08:18:19.114-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Waking Up Angry</title><content type='html'>Do you ever have dreams where your significant other does something that really upsets you, and then you wake up completely angry with him? That was last night. We were at the mall and Sam walked right up to this girl (my personal trainer. apparently I dream big) and kissed her. Right in front of me! He looked at me like, "whoops," but the damage had been done. I was so mad. I told him we were done, and as I gathered up my stuff, this girl asked Sam for another kiss. He refused twice, then gave in and kissed her again. I grabbed Jameson and stormed out of the mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So glad I realized that wasn't real before I actually saw Sam this morning. I hate those dreams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-5715896562395138446?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/5715896562395138446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=5715896562395138446&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/5715896562395138446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/5715896562395138446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2010/06/waking-up-angry.html' title='Waking Up Angry'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-3226440278430224147</id><published>2010-06-03T10:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T10:32:41.376-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More Arizona Pictures</title><content type='html'>Ok, a little delayed (maybe a lot) but I have more pictures from our trip to AZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TAfYRlvx3nI/AAAAAAAACYo/L73WM8yJxKM/s1600/IMG_1030.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="512" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TAfYRlvx3nI/AAAAAAAACYo/L73WM8yJxKM/s640/IMG_1030.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TAfYT2fzpuI/AAAAAAAACYw/drSVIFiGfek/s1600/IMG_1024.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TAfYT2fzpuI/AAAAAAAACYw/drSVIFiGfek/s640/IMG_1024.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TAfYc6WkJcI/AAAAAAAACY4/2rF5Fsq7TKs/s1600/IMG_4119.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TAfYc6WkJcI/AAAAAAAACY4/2rF5Fsq7TKs/s640/IMG_4119.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;5 weeks apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TAfYi-I3lUI/AAAAAAAACZA/JSl4RkLbDPk/s1600/IMG_4129.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TAfYi-I3lUI/AAAAAAAACZA/JSl4RkLbDPk/s640/IMG_4129.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;All 3 cousins (Jay, Jones, and Wes)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-3226440278430224147?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/3226440278430224147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=3226440278430224147&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/3226440278430224147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/3226440278430224147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2010/06/more-arizona-pictures.html' title='More Arizona Pictures'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TAfYRlvx3nI/AAAAAAAACYo/L73WM8yJxKM/s72-c/IMG_1030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-7354143158479514563</id><published>2010-05-17T22:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T22:51:15.631-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Arizona Weekend</title><content type='html'>We went down to Arizona this past weekend for &lt;a href="http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2010/04/jones-moncur.html"&gt;Jones'&lt;/a&gt; blessing. We didn't take near enough pictures. I've really only got 2 to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay had his first dip in the water (other than the bathtub). I didn't get any smiles out of him, but he was perfectly content to just sit there in the water with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/S_IbEV4YMyI/AAAAAAAACVA/u1beEdryY7o/s1600/_MG_9298small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/S_IbEV4YMyI/AAAAAAAACVA/u1beEdryY7o/s640/_MG_9298small.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Aaron took some family pictures for everyone. Sam snapped a couple of Grandma with the grandbabies at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/S_IbWZ418QI/AAAAAAAACVI/WhrtTR3305E/s1600/_MG_9302small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/S_IbWZ418QI/AAAAAAAACVI/WhrtTR3305E/s640/_MG_9302small.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(grandbabies left to right: Jones, Jameson, Wes) (and I just noticed you can see the umbrella on the right side of the picture. I should crop it, but I'm lazy, so you'll just have to deal with it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be asking my family for copies of pictures they took, so there may be more to come. Eventually.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-7354143158479514563?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/7354143158479514563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=7354143158479514563&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/7354143158479514563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/7354143158479514563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2010/05/arizona-weekend.html' title='Arizona Weekend'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/S_IbEV4YMyI/AAAAAAAACVA/u1beEdryY7o/s72-c/_MG_9298small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-7483900950679968317</id><published>2010-05-12T17:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T17:24:21.682-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my...</title><content type='html'>These girls are super talented, but &lt;i&gt;what are we teaching them?&lt;/i&gt; So sad. Welcome to heaven, pedophiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" style="background-image: url(&amp;quot;http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/ksTqWQEOe1k/hqdefault.jpg&amp;quot;);" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ksTqWQEOe1k&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ksTqWQEOe1k&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-7483900950679968317?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/7483900950679968317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=7483900950679968317&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/7483900950679968317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/7483900950679968317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2010/05/oh-my.html' title='Oh my...'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-5395519474333767240</id><published>2010-05-07T09:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T09:37:57.720-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Triple Chocolate Mousse Cake</title><content type='html'>Oh my. It's mean to tempt me. How delicious does this look?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/S-QzvSA9pnI/AAAAAAAACTI/uvyVvrGx0So/s1600/4550400505_dae2b09c2b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/S-QzvSA9pnI/AAAAAAAACTI/uvyVvrGx0So/s400/4550400505_dae2b09c2b.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://annies-eats.com/2010/05/07/triple-chocolate-mousse-cake/"&gt;http://annies-eats.com/2010/05/07/triple-chocolate-mousse-cake/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-5395519474333767240?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/5395519474333767240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=5395519474333767240&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/5395519474333767240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/5395519474333767240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2010/05/triple-chocolate-mousse-cake.html' title='Triple Chocolate Mousse Cake'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/S-QzvSA9pnI/AAAAAAAACTI/uvyVvrGx0So/s72-c/4550400505_dae2b09c2b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-2956258487783693106</id><published>2010-05-06T16:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T16:45:21.443-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Neglect</title><content type='html'>I have pretty much been neglecting this blog since Jameson was born. It's funny how suddenly my entire life revolves around this tiny little person. All I do every day is take care of him, so it seems I have nothing else to write about. So I thought I would just share a couple things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;url=:http: 44818566="" listing="" orchid-lariat-necklace-choose-your-own="" www.etsy.com=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/S-Lc_Nx2g1I/AAAAAAAACSo/i_N3EQnHTsI/s1600/il_430xN.137454649.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/S-Lc_Nx2g1I/AAAAAAAACSo/i_N3EQnHTsI/s400/il_430xN.137454649.jpg" width="357" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/url=:http:&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;i&gt;loving &lt;/i&gt;the jewelry &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/thejewelrybar"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. The orchids and lotus flowers and leaves...so so pretty. Now if only I had a little spending money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;url="http: 04="" 2010="" 28="" annies-eats.com="" mango-sorbet=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/S-LgG2kvCGI/AAAAAAAACSw/lFBi4Ir_hS4/s400/mango-sorbet.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_712097003"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_712097004"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/url="http:&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am dying to make &lt;a href="http://annies-eats.com/2010/04/28/mango-sorbet/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; but I need a substitute for rum...and I don't have an ice cream maker to freeze it in. Anyone have suggestions for either of those?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;url="http: fitness_programs="" p90x.do?code="GWO_P90X-PYP2_B2&amp;quot;" product="" www.beachbody.com=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/S-NFy0LLBEI/AAAAAAAACTA/1-QobQXnFCc/s1600/p90x-posters.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/S-NFy0LLBEI/AAAAAAAACTA/1-QobQXnFCc/s320/p90x-posters.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/url="http:&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I am planning on starting &lt;a href="http://www.beachbody.com/product/fitness_programs/p90x.do?code=GWO_P90X-PYP2_B2"&gt;P90X &lt;/a&gt;soon. I just need our cranky baby to cooperate and sleep longer than 20 minutes at a time somewhere other than my arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's really all I've got. So exciting, no?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-2956258487783693106?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/2956258487783693106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=2956258487783693106&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/2956258487783693106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/2956258487783693106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2010/05/neglect.html' title='Neglect'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/S-Lc_Nx2g1I/AAAAAAAACSo/i_N3EQnHTsI/s72-c/il_430xN.137454649.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-5986788502624130305</id><published>2010-04-28T21:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T21:45:45.189-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired Mommy Moment</title><content type='html'>We give Jameson Prevacid for reflux. It comes in chewable tablets so we crush it up and give it to him in a syringe with some water. After I gave him his dose tonight, I realized there was still quite a bit of residue from the pill left in the syringe. I didn't want to get up to get more water, and I had his bottle sitting right next to me, so I just decided to suck some milk up into the syringe from the bottle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up dropping the syringe into the bottle and I couldn't get it back out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sam got it out for me while Jay just stared at me like "Where's my milk, woman?")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-5986788502624130305?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/5986788502624130305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=5986788502624130305&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/5986788502624130305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/5986788502624130305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2010/04/tired-mommy-moment.html' title='Tired Mommy Moment'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-8714078578479989772</id><published>2010-04-22T11:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T11:27:25.170-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jones Moncur</title><content type='html'>Jameson has a(nother) new cousin! My sister's little boy, Jones, was born 2 days ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/S9CG2bLrFBI/AAAAAAAACPs/Ej-arFRQIdM/s1600/photo(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/S9CG2bLrFBI/AAAAAAAACPs/Ej-arFRQIdM/s400/photo(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463014617568187410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the world, Jones! We can't wait to meet you!&lt;br /&gt;(Birth story on my sister's blog &lt;a href="http://themoncurs.blogspot.com/2010/04/jones.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-8714078578479989772?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/8714078578479989772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=8714078578479989772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/8714078578479989772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/8714078578479989772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2010/04/jones-moncur.html' title='Jones Moncur'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/S9CG2bLrFBI/AAAAAAAACPs/Ej-arFRQIdM/s72-c/photo(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-401886334461650382</id><published>2010-04-19T17:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T17:54:47.988-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rat...Still</title><content type='html'>Remember way back in June when I posted about our &lt;a href="http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2009/06/rat.html"&gt;crazy little neighbor boy losing his rat outside our apartment complex&lt;/a&gt;? Those neighbors moved out over 6 months ago. I saw the rat today. Well, its shadow anyway. Through our window. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; rats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-401886334461650382?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/401886334461650382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=401886334461650382&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/401886334461650382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/401886334461650382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2010/04/ratstill.html' title='Rat...Still'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-6190470582126610344</id><published>2010-04-01T09:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T09:10:02.466-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Blog</title><content type='html'>The baby blog is now private due to an outpouring of comments from people I don't know judging us for a decision we made. If you'd like access (and I know who are you), leave a comment with your email address.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-6190470582126610344?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/6190470582126610344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=6190470582126610344&amp;isPopup=true' title='31 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/6190470582126610344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/6190470582126610344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2010/04/baby-blog.html' title='Baby Blog'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-1414141496074626221</id><published>2010-03-26T13:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T13:05:53.989-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lester the Molester</title><content type='html'>So today at work I ran into my friend &lt;a href="http://thegoodells.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jed&lt;/a&gt;. We've worked together for a while but I hadn't seen him in a couple weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, he is growing this really awesomely-disgusting Lester the Molester mustache. It's creepy and gross and really neat all at the same time. So when I saw him, our conversation went a little something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey Jed! I like your mustache!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey Sam! I like your kid!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing as how he had this sick mustache and looked like he should have a Chevy van parked outside with limo tint and we just had our baby last week, it was kind of scary. He decided that he probably shouldn't be saying things like "I like your kid" while having that mustache....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-1414141496074626221?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/1414141496074626221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=1414141496074626221&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/1414141496074626221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/1414141496074626221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2010/03/lester-molester.html' title='Lester the Molester'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06106530060753443593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V_JSh5A6kCo/TcmM34HiHZI/AAAAAAAAOG0/XAz3Mi0m4CU/s220/_MG_0290editresize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-1708665242917606740</id><published>2010-03-18T00:28:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T00:30:26.291-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome, Baby Jay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/S6HIbPsyfmI/AAAAAAAACHE/6N88S8UxbFc/s1600-h/IMG_9890.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/S6HIbPsyfmI/AAAAAAAACHE/6N88S8UxbFc/s400/IMG_9890.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449857394491424354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jameson arrived on March 16, 2010, at 11:43 AM. 8lbs 1oz and 20 inches. We are so in love with our baby boy. Full birth story and other details &lt;a href="http://thestewartsbaby.blogspot.com/2010/03/jamesons-birth-story.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-1708665242917606740?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/1708665242917606740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=1708665242917606740&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/1708665242917606740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/1708665242917606740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2010/03/welcome-baby-jay.html' title='Welcome, Baby Jay!'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/S6HIbPsyfmI/AAAAAAAACHE/6N88S8UxbFc/s72-c/IMG_9890.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-5505398199813201417</id><published>2010-02-15T18:16:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T19:00:05.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fail</title><content type='html'>On my first official day off work, I totally failed at everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our toilet has been having problems for a little while now (handle getting stuck down so it would run constantly, randomly overflowing and then proceeding to flush just fine). Management sent a handy man out to fix it last week. He fixed the handle and adjusted the water level and since then it's been working fine, until today when it filled up with water almost to the point of overflowing, then only flushed 1/2 of the water away. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our plunger sucks. It doesn't do anything because it doesn't actually plunge like it should. Sam and I share a car, and he was at work with it, so I couldn't really go out to buy a new plunger. I walked to the nearest store, a Family Dollar. They had no plungers, so I walked home. (At 8 months pregnant, that was actually quite a feat for me. Plus there was a really awesome rain/snow mix coming down.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started making a sauce for some pasta for dinner while waiting for Sam to get home and the sauce turned out nasty, which I'm sure was completely my fault and not the recipe. I threw out the sauce and just poured some alfredo sauce over the pasta instead, only to realize there wasn't actually enough alfredo sauce for that amount of pasta. So our dinner was bland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once Sam got home, we bought a new plunger and tried it, and it's an awesome plunger, but the toilet was still doing the same thing. So I called management to have them send someone over to see if something else was the problem. A handy man is on his way over. Sam decided to try to flush again, and magically it works. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go figure. Now I'm going to feel like an idiot when the handyman shows up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was not the way I planned on spending my first day off of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: I'm &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; crazy. We had the handy-man look at the toilet anyway and he came out of the bathroom saying our toilet basically sucks because it's really old and the flapper doesn't work very well and he's going to put in an invoice to management to replace all the stuff inside the tank. I knew something wasn't right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-5505398199813201417?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/5505398199813201417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=5505398199813201417&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/5505398199813201417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/5505398199813201417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2010/02/fail.html' title='Fail'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-3655138507589366198</id><published>2010-02-13T10:30:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T10:32:58.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Officially Done</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was my last day of work for what we are hoping is a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a weird feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jameson can come any time now. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-3655138507589366198?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/3655138507589366198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=3655138507589366198&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/3655138507589366198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/3655138507589366198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2010/02/officially-done.html' title='Officially Done'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-507521411106339274</id><published>2010-02-13T10:18:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T10:28:56.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy (Day Before) Valentines Day!</title><content type='html'>While I was still asleep this morning, Sam told me he was going out to take some pictures. This isn't an abnormal thing since he started his &lt;a href="http://sams365project.blogspot.com/"&gt;365 project&lt;/a&gt; so I thought nothing of it. When I got out of bed a little later, these were waiting for me, along with a big bag of chocolate covered gummy bears (my favorite):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/S3bhKcSBlHI/AAAAAAAACCg/XoQ4eu_YuRY/s1600-h/_MG_9128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/S3bhKcSBlHI/AAAAAAAACCg/XoQ4eu_YuRY/s400/_MG_9128.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437781169603187826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an awesome husband.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-507521411106339274?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/507521411106339274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=507521411106339274&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/507521411106339274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/507521411106339274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-day-before-valentines-day.html' title='Happy (Day Before) Valentines Day!'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/S3bhKcSBlHI/AAAAAAAACCg/XoQ4eu_YuRY/s72-c/_MG_9128.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-6315016917061583074</id><published>2010-02-05T08:47:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T09:06:25.451-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight-loss'/><title type='text'>How I Plan to Lose the Baby Weight</title><content type='html'>I am 85% sure my motivation to lose weight will decrease significantly once I am taking care of a newborn, so I figure it's probably a good idea to have a plan on how to lose this baby weight once Jay is here. I started thinking of the best/most enjoyable ways for me to burn some calories and get back in shape. Here's what I've got so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Dance while cleaning. (&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OthHyRXBKmw&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; is totally going to be me when I'm home alone with baby.)&lt;br /&gt;2. Wear ankle weights a lot.&lt;br /&gt;3. Walking. (Maybe, eventually, running.)&lt;br /&gt;4. Tennis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing I really wish we had access to is a pool. I would love to be able to just do a few laps or some water aerobics. Alas, we are not so fortunate. Tennis and dancing, however, are also very enjoyable. And they burn a lot of calories. Now I just have to wait and see how I feel after Jameson arrives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-6315016917061583074?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/6315016917061583074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=6315016917061583074&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/6315016917061583074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/6315016917061583074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2010/02/how-i-plan-to-lose-baby-weight.html' title='How I Plan to Lose the Baby Weight'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-2555332014388785196</id><published>2010-02-04T19:42:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T19:52:13.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Get Water Spots Out of Micro Fiber</title><content type='html'>Our kitchen chairs have microfiber seats. A while ago I tried to wipe something off of one with a wet rag. Bad idea. We've had a huge water spot on that seat ever since. Then, tonight, Sam spilled his soda on our microfiber couch and tried to clean it by spraying it with some spot shot. I thought it would be fine since we got some stain resistant thing put on the couches. I was wrong. Big water spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I turned to one of my best friends: Google. I found &lt;a href="http://www.thriftyfun.com/tf28825679.tip.html"&gt;this forum&lt;/a&gt; where a guy who owns a furniture store gave his recommendation. Baby wipes and a blow dryer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It works miracles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used a baby wipe to dampen the area, then used a dry rag to scrub vigorously while blowdrying. The water spots disappeared immediately. It was awesome. So, if you have any water spots on your precious micro fiber furniture, try the baby wipe/blowdryer trick. It is amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-2555332014388785196?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/2555332014388785196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=2555332014388785196&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/2555332014388785196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/2555332014388785196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2010/02/how-to-get-water-spots-out-of-micro.html' title='How to Get Water Spots Out of Micro Fiber'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-4034371799573704441</id><published>2010-02-01T12:05:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T12:44:48.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ebates &amp; Diapers.com</title><content type='html'>I've already told a couple people about this but I feel like I just got a killer deal so I wanted to share so anyone else who needs diapers or pregnancy stuff or baby stuff can also partake in the awesomeness. (I am not doing this just so I can get referral bonuses. I really think we got a good deal and want others to as well.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First - sign up for &lt;a href="http://www.ebates.com/"&gt;ebates&lt;/a&gt;. I've heard this from multiple people lately, and I did sign up a while ago but today was the first time I actually used it. Seriously. Sign up. (If you feel like being nice you can say nlstewart2(at)gmail(dot)com referred you so I get a little bonus. :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ebates offers 1-4% cash back on diapers.com, plus they have useful promo codes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard multiple times that Pampers Swaddlers are the best diapers for newborns, so I decided to get some from &lt;a href="http://www.diapers.com/"&gt;diapers.com&lt;/a&gt; (thanks to &lt;a href="http://themoncurs.blogspot.com/"&gt;my sister&lt;/a&gt; who introduced me to the site). They have a pretty good price on an 84-count pack of newborn Pampers Swaddlers. Shipping is free if the order is over $49, so I decided to look around a little bit. I found a breast pump for $34.99 with really good reviews so I got that. Ebates had a promo code for 10% off non-diaper or formula purchases, so I used that which brought the price down to $31.49. Then I used a $10 promo code, also from ebates, for a pack of the diapers. (You can also use &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;promo code NLST3983&lt;/span&gt;, which is a code for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;$10 off&lt;/span&gt; which I got to refer others.) The free shipping policy applies before the $10 off, so we qualified for free shipping without having to spend the $49.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total order was $42.48, which means I got the diapers for about 13 cents per diaper (compare to Walmarts 25 cents per diaper for the same kind). Even if I say we split the $10 off between the pump and the diapers, I still got the diapers for 19 cents a piece. PLUS we'll get a little cash back through ebates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister bought 3 packs of newborn diapers so she could get the free shipping (and you can never have too many diapers). With a $10 off promo code she found, she spent around 21 cents per diaper. A whole lot cheaper than Walmart!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-4034371799573704441?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/4034371799573704441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=4034371799573704441&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/4034371799573704441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/4034371799573704441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2010/02/ebates-diaperscom.html' title='Ebates &amp; Diapers.com'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-6581378495387691332</id><published>2010-01-31T11:39:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T11:58:41.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years Resolutions Updates</title><content type='html'>Since it's the last day of January, I figured it was a good time to give an update on how I'm doing on my New Years Resolutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cook more often. &lt;/span&gt;I've actually done fairly well at this, though not as well as I'd like. I still feel like I just don't have enough time after I get home from work to cook a good dinner. I am planning to cook a lot more once I am done working (in 2 weeks!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Keep the house clean&lt;/span&gt;. I've been doing a lot better than I was before. I used to look at things and say, "I should probably clean that...." then put it off until I forgot about it. Now I clean it right away (in most cases). The one thing I've been really proud of is the dishes. We used to wait to wash the dishes (we have no dishwasher) until our sink was too full to fit any more dishes. It's a rare occasion now for any dirty dishes to be in our sink. I clean them right after we use them, and it's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lose the baby weight&lt;/span&gt;. Obviously can't really do this one yet, since I am still pregnant, but I did have another dream that baby Jay was here. Again, I didn't actually go through the labor part. He just appeared, and the plan was to stick him back in my belly so I could give birth to him. I begged the doctor to just let me keep him out because I wanted him &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;right then&lt;/span&gt;. He was so cute. Spiky blonde hair, light blue eyes, and a little button nose. I have to wonder if he'll look anything like he did in my dream. We're getting so close!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-6581378495387691332?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/6581378495387691332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=6581378495387691332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/6581378495387691332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/6581378495387691332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-years-resolutions-updates.html' title='New Years Resolutions Updates'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-7773079152243411485</id><published>2010-01-29T10:29:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T10:48:09.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Preggo Dreams</title><content type='html'>I know this is baby-related, but I'm posting it here instead of on the baby blog anyway because this blog needs some love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I had a dream that I went to the hospital to pre-register (which I didn't even know we should do until yesterday, so it makes sense that I dreamed about it), but I showed up at the hospital to fill out the forms with my baby already in his car seat. I didn't ever give birth to him at all. He was just...there. Already in the world and doing great. My mom was with me and she brought up the point that we really didn't need to pre-register because I wouldn't be going to the hospital to deliver. They couldn't stick the baby back inside me just so I could deliver him like normal (though I had thought that must be an option, because I hadn't delivered him yet, and I wanted to).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a very confusing dream. I couldn't figure out what to tell the nurses at the hospital because really, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hadn't&lt;/span&gt; delivered my baby, and yet somehow there Jameson was, strapped in his car seat. Then I put my hand on my belly and felt a bunch of movement and realized there was still a baby inside my belly, so I needed to pre-register anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about weird. Now, I've never been a believer that dreams actually mean something. However, in this case, I'd like to believe that it means I'll have such an easy delivery that I won't even feel like anything happened! (I know. Wishful thinking, right?) And I'm hoping it does &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; mean that I will get pregnant again right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still a little confused by the whole thing. My baby must be magic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-7773079152243411485?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/7773079152243411485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=7773079152243411485&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/7773079152243411485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/7773079152243411485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2010/01/preggo-dreams.html' title='Preggo Dreams'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-6617816525420479469</id><published>2010-01-22T12:02:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T12:09:05.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Love</title><content type='html'>I love food. I always have. That, I think, was the main reason for me gaining a bunch of weight when I first moved up to college, and then even more once I got married. And learning to cut back on food was what helped me lose a lot of that weight again. I still have a problem, though, because food is just too yummy.  So, when I eat well, I'm always really proud of myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's meals thus far have been awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: Multi-grain cheerios and a banana&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: Yogurt with granola and an orange&lt;br /&gt;For snacks later today while still at work I have an apple and some apple sauce if I want it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that makes me feel good. (We'll just pretend I didn't eat that Twix for my morning snack.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-6617816525420479469?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/6617816525420479469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=6617816525420479469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/6617816525420479469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/6617816525420479469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2010/01/food-love.html' title='Food Love'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-3813831481695497364</id><published>2010-01-14T11:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T11:58:39.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Calendar</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/S09pX2nJ8BI/AAAAAAAAB90/OJ6W3XDDQnE/s1600-h/Image024-719842.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/S09pX2nJ8BI/AAAAAAAAB90/OJ6W3XDDQnE/s320/Image024-719842.jpeg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426671934522388498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;So close...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-3813831481695497364?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/3813831481695497364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=3813831481695497364&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/3813831481695497364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/3813831481695497364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2010/01/work-calendar.html' title='Work Calendar'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/S09pX2nJ8BI/AAAAAAAAB90/OJ6W3XDDQnE/s72-c/Image024-719842.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-5715074239557125417</id><published>2010-01-01T11:53:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T12:02:10.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2010!</title><content type='html'>It's rare that I make any New Year's resolutions, but this morning a few things have crossed my mind, and seeing that it's the 1st of the new year, I figure what better thing to do than make them my resolutions for the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cook more often&lt;/span&gt; - I have never been a good cook, and it isn't something I enjoy. I hate making a mess, I hate how long it takes, and I hate when it doesn't turn out like I want it to. I do feel bad, however, that Sam and I are always at a loss when it comes to dinner time. We eat out way more often than we should, and when we don't, our meals are really just not that great. This year I want to actually have recipes planned for the week and cook them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Keep the house clean&lt;/span&gt; - Living in a small apartment with not much storage space has been difficult and I find myself just throwing things in random places, rather than actually putting things away. Also, the deep cleaning has happened like once per year when it really should happen way more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lose the baby weight&lt;/span&gt; - Ever since starting to gain weight with this pregnancy, I have been super motivated to lose it again after the little guy is here. I know that will probably change when I'm tired and trying to take care of a newborn, but I really would like to be back down to my pre-pregnancy weight (hopefully lower!) by the end of the year. I should have plenty of months to accomplish that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considering I don't typically make resolutions, I think those are 3 pretty good ones to have this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 2010!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-5715074239557125417?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/5715074239557125417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=5715074239557125417&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/5715074239557125417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/5715074239557125417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-2010.html' title='Happy 2010!'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-5704288176181505286</id><published>2009-12-13T10:08:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T18:42:46.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Illness</title><content type='html'>We can't seem to get away from sickness. Sam had what seemed like the flu, then I got swine flu, then I had a cold, now Sam has food poisoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a great winter in the Stewart household.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-5704288176181505286?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/5704288176181505286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=5704288176181505286&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/5704288176181505286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/5704288176181505286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2009/12/illness.html' title='Illness'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-8963010501788862137</id><published>2009-12-10T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T08:22:00.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brrr...</title><content type='html'>It's a bit frigid outside today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SyESBpkjhYI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/ZFkotuQy32g/s1600-h/weather.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 221px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SyESBpkjhYI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/ZFkotuQy32g/s400/weather.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413628046624392578" 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/4722666626451543391-8963010501788862137?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/8963010501788862137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=8963010501788862137&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/8963010501788862137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/8963010501788862137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2009/12/brrr.html' title='Brrr...'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SyESBpkjhYI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/ZFkotuQy32g/s72-c/weather.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-2242894113077213487</id><published>2009-12-06T12:09:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T12:59:51.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Tired</title><content type='html'>We got home from our wonderful Thanksgiving vacation last Sunday evening. Monday went by without flaw, then I woke up Tuesday morning with a really sore throat and a stuffy nose. Despite having been gone from work the full previous week because of Thanksgiving, I decided it was probably best not to go in to work, in case I was coming down with something. During the day it seemed to go away, then the evening came and I spent all night tossing and turning, blowing my nose, sucking on cough drops, trying to breathe in as much of the steam from our humidifier as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday morning I felt better, so I went to work. Wednesday night it hit again. That's been the story throughout the entire week. During the day I am mostly fine, except for a slight stuffy nose which really doesn't cause a problem. The evening is the complete opposite. I cough, I can't breathe, my throat is raw, and thus I cannot sleep. I swear I've gotten NO sleep this past week. Last night was the worst, and unfortunately now it is lasting into the day (it's just after noon, and I still can't breathe through my nose).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After another sleepless night, I got out of bed this morning to start getting ready for church. Sam asked me what I was doing. Clearly with my constant sniffling and almost non-existent voice I was not well enough to go to church. Then I basically started coughing up a lung while trying to explain to him that I wanted to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn't let me go. Probably a good thing. I'm going to blame the pregnancy for my immune system being so bad right now. I'm so sick of being sick!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-2242894113077213487?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/2242894113077213487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=2242894113077213487&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/2242894113077213487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/2242894113077213487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2009/12/so-tired.html' title='So Tired'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-4572933455914575634</id><published>2009-12-05T14:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T14:38:35.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There is a first time for everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SxrS2zCcBHI/AAAAAAAAB5M/w6ipOtEavZk/s1600-h/IMAGE_006-715822.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SxrS2zCcBHI/AAAAAAAAB5M/w6ipOtEavZk/s320/IMAGE_006-715822.jpeg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411869741094274162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Today, for the first time ever, i went out in public with my hair down after air drying! This is i big step for me. I think i figured out the secret: major thinning mixed with brushing before washing out the conditioner and then not touching my hair after that. Oh beautiful day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-4572933455914575634?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/4572933455914575634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=4572933455914575634&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/4572933455914575634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/4572933455914575634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2009/12/there-is-first-time-for-everything.html' title='There is a first time for everything'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SxrS2zCcBHI/AAAAAAAAB5M/w6ipOtEavZk/s72-c/IMAGE_006-715822.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-8953728256651964603</id><published>2009-12-05T08:47:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T08:48:03.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep-Learning</title><content type='html'>If I could learn stuff in my dreams, I'd be a pro at driving stick shift by now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-8953728256651964603?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/8953728256651964603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=8953728256651964603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/8953728256651964603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/8953728256651964603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2009/12/sleep-learning.html' title='Sleep-Learning'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-98009449477994198</id><published>2009-12-03T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T17:19:12.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Smiling Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SxhVgHryE5I/AAAAAAAAB5E/aYhqayVC9vY/s1600-h/Image015-752221.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SxhVgHryE5I/AAAAAAAAB5E/aYhqayVC9vY/s320/Image015-752221.jpeg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411168962592510866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I walk past this tree almost every day, and i always hear tons of birds chirping away as i get closer. They stop making all noise as i walk by, but i can still see the small chubby birds sitting on all the branches. They start singing again as soon is i pass. For some reason it makes me smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-98009449477994198?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/98009449477994198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=98009449477994198&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/98009449477994198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/98009449477994198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2009/12/smiling-tree.html' title='The Smiling Tree'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SxhVgHryE5I/AAAAAAAAB5E/aYhqayVC9vY/s72-c/Image015-752221.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-8842951409800796228</id><published>2009-11-30T20:37:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T21:52:26.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>Thanksgiving was a blast, and we're so sad it's over. I headed up to Oregon to hang out with some of Sam's family on the Saturday before Thanksgiving (that's where the 7 hour layover in Portland came into play). All the girls spent Saturday through Monday just having girly time and doing all sorts of fun crafts. (All pictures taken with a point-and-shoot...sometimes taking out a big nice camera is just too much of a pain!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SxSdHEnpCDI/AAAAAAAAB3E/RknTh06h_mA/s1600/SDC10589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SxSdHEnpCDI/AAAAAAAAB3E/RknTh06h_mA/s400/SDC10589.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410121797203462194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SxSdGzLHRJI/AAAAAAAAB28/vGo6fNkQUbc/s1600/SDC10586.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SxSdGzLHRJI/AAAAAAAAB28/vGo6fNkQUbc/s400/SDC10586.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410121792520406162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SxSdGiG2tFI/AAAAAAAAB20/KlbF-Cpmcac/s1600/SDC10585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SxSdGiG2tFI/AAAAAAAAB20/KlbF-Cpmcac/s400/SDC10585.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410121787939140690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SxSdGUfOr0I/AAAAAAAAB2s/qD1dprph1tU/s1600/SDC10584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SxSdGUfOr0I/AAAAAAAAB2s/qD1dprph1tU/s400/SDC10584.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410121784283279170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SxSdGO5FuQI/AAAAAAAAB2k/ziD8oOmJRu4/s1600/SDC10583.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SxSdGO5FuQI/AAAAAAAAB2k/ziD8oOmJRu4/s400/SDC10583.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410121782781131010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday night was my surprise baby shower! Having just had a weekend full of girl time, I thought it was a little strange when all the girls proposed having a "girls' night" on Monday night, just going out for a late night dinner after the kids were asleep. I was clueless, though. We showed up at the restaurant and surprise! There were some balloons and a pile of gifts waiting for me and baby boy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SxSc175iNaI/AAAAAAAAB2U/ESZrjX9SE2Q/s1600/PB246225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SxSc175iNaI/AAAAAAAAB2U/ESZrjX9SE2Q/s400/PB246225.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410121502804817314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SxSc1Rk0EmI/AAAAAAAAB2M/A6gcqFPLmHE/s1600/PB246222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SxSc1Rk0EmI/AAAAAAAAB2M/A6gcqFPLmHE/s400/PB246222.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410121491443618402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SxSc1B_VW8I/AAAAAAAAB2E/CseYfcZNfE4/s1600/PB246220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SxSc1B_VW8I/AAAAAAAAB2E/CseYfcZNfE4/s400/PB246220.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410121487259884482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SxSc0w0T3WI/AAAAAAAAB18/3iRBghIGYwI/s1600/PB246219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SxSc0w0T3WI/AAAAAAAAB18/3iRBghIGYwI/s400/PB246219.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410121482650246498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my shower, we headed back to the house, and had a surprise baby shower for Sam's sister, Summer! She's due in March, too! (Back left)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SxSc2F_Zr-I/AAAAAAAAB2c/caBQSwKxnaU/s1600/PB246230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SxSc2F_Zr-I/AAAAAAAAB2c/caBQSwKxnaU/s400/PB246230.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410121505513779170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam and the other husbands showed up on Tuesday and Wednesday.  We played pool, Donkey Konga (which is really fun, might I add), and bingo. We picked out fabric for the crib bedding, which Sam's mom is so kindly making for us! (You'll have to wait until it's finished for a pictures. It's going to be so so cute!! Thank you, Suzanne!) We ate a ton. We had a Christmas gift exchange. We decorated the massive Christmas tree (I want to say it's 15 ft tall...not positive on that, but it's very large), and we went out into the mountains and snow to cut down a smaller tree for the basement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SxSeWImz9EI/AAAAAAAAB4E/KJSTJHEQQng/s1600/SDC10571.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SxSeWImz9EI/AAAAAAAAB4E/KJSTJHEQQng/s400/SDC10571.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410123155483391042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SxSeVxv1AHI/AAAAAAAAB38/LhTOuQ3HHvk/s1600/SDC10568.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SxSeVxv1AHI/AAAAAAAAB38/LhTOuQ3HHvk/s400/SDC10568.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410123149347192946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SxSeVlnaWKI/AAAAAAAAB30/sYHUrwtmz9g/s1600/SDC10565.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SxSeVlnaWKI/AAAAAAAAB30/sYHUrwtmz9g/s400/SDC10565.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410123146090666146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SxSd_dNYCiI/AAAAAAAAB3s/AF88QTqSYSY/s1600/SDC10561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SxSd_dNYCiI/AAAAAAAAB3s/AF88QTqSYSY/s400/SDC10561.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410122765876857378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SxSd_C7RzwI/AAAAAAAAB3k/PxqicyGEYUY/s1600/SDC10560.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SxSd_C7RzwI/AAAAAAAAB3k/PxqicyGEYUY/s400/SDC10560.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410122758821629698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SxSd-2_GPkI/AAAAAAAAB3c/9cGXVXR3svk/s1600/SDC10559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SxSd-2_GPkI/AAAAAAAAB3c/9cGXVXR3svk/s400/SDC10559.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410122755616423490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SxSd-mNSKnI/AAAAAAAAB3U/tnoHUionzLk/s1600/SDC10557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SxSd-mNSKnI/AAAAAAAAB3U/tnoHUionzLk/s400/SDC10557.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410122751112522354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SxSd-RqfZpI/AAAAAAAAB3M/JAAi0lt1nsc/s1600/SDC10554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SxSd-RqfZpI/AAAAAAAAB3M/JAAi0lt1nsc/s400/SDC10554.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410122745597879954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SxSeWTupX4I/AAAAAAAAB4M/3GeYTQzBmg4/s1600/SDC10575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SxSeWTupX4I/AAAAAAAAB4M/3GeYTQzBmg4/s400/SDC10575.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410123158469042050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a blast and we're really sad we had to leave! Thanks a ton to Paul and Suzanne for everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(You can see a few more [mostly family] pictures here: &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/StewartSJ3/Thanksgiving2009#"&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com/StewartSJ3/Thanksgiving2009#&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-8842951409800796228?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/8842951409800796228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=8842951409800796228&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/8842951409800796228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/8842951409800796228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SxSdHEnpCDI/AAAAAAAAB3E/RknTh06h_mA/s72-c/SDC10589.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-740106929856222676</id><published>2009-11-21T15:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T15:15:03.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Portland airport</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SwhmaJkzpNI/AAAAAAAAB1E/48ADES6etUo/s1600/Image024-703986.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SwhmaJkzpNI/AAAAAAAAB1E/48ADES6etUo/s320/Image024-703986.jpeg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406683952091210962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I&amp;#39;m about 4 and a half hours into a 7 hour layover in Portland. The carpet here is hideous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-740106929856222676?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/740106929856222676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=740106929856222676&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/740106929856222676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/740106929856222676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2009/11/portland-airport.html' title='Portland airport'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SwhmaJkzpNI/AAAAAAAAB1E/48ADES6etUo/s72-c/Image024-703986.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-328288481600349931</id><published>2009-11-17T08:32:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T08:35:06.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharks Territory</title><content type='html'>On the way to work today Sam and I saw a car with a California license plate. The license plate frame said "This is Sharks Territory."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first thought was San Jose Sharks. Ya know, the hockey team.  Reminded me of my dad's turquoise and black jacket that I used to steal sometimes when I was little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam's response? Snapping his fingers and whistling West Side Story tunes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the differences in how we were raised.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-328288481600349931?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/328288481600349931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=328288481600349931&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/328288481600349931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/328288481600349931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2009/11/sharks-territory.html' title='Sharks Territory'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-6811166980683266769</id><published>2009-11-11T12:43:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T14:28:56.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How To Get a Job</title><content type='html'>(This ended up being really long, but it was fun to write! And if you're looking for a job, it could be really helpful. If you don't want to read this, you may want to read the interview examples at the bottom anyway. They are entertaining at least.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being involved in the hiring process at my work has given me some really good insights into what gets people into interviews and ultimately into the job. I am constantly amazed at some of the things people say or do when it comes to applying for jobs. And not in a good way. So I decided to make a list of a few things that people can do to get a much better chance at landing that job they want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Read the ad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sounds like it would be obvious, but apparently it isn't. A few things to look out for:&lt;br /&gt;A. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What are the instructions for applying?&lt;/span&gt; If they say, "Include a cover letter," include a cover letter! If they tell you to write what position you are applying for in the subject line of your email, do so! (And even if they don't tell you to do that, specify what position it is anyway, otherwise your resume will most likely get overlooked.) If they say to explain why you think you would be a good fit, explain!&lt;br /&gt;B.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Is the company looking for full time or part time?&lt;/span&gt; If the ad says they are looking for someone to work part time, tell them you are looking for part time. If the ad says full time, say you are looking for full time. Even if you aren't! Why? If you say you want full time when the employer wants a part time employee, they will assume that you are only looking at their job as a temporary thing until you can find a full time job, and that is a major drawback. If you say you are looking for part time when the company wants full time, they simply won't hire you.&lt;br /&gt;C. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Does the ad specify wages, hours, responsibilites, etc?&lt;/span&gt; Then don't ask! If you ask the employer a question that is answered in the ad, they will assume you cannot read or follow instructions and thus will not hire you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Proof read your resume, cover letter, and email. A lot. &lt;/span&gt; Employers will notice if there is a typo, a grammatical error, a change in tense, etc. Customize your resume to the position you are applying for. And do not save your resume in a format that someone using another computer may not be able to open. If the employer can't open your resume, they will not probably not ask for another one, and thus you will not get the job. Be brief. Your resume should not have complete sentences or paragraphs.  If your resume, cover letter, and/or email are long, the employer &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; get bored reading it and will not bother to find out if you are qualified for the job. And do not leave your email blank! Include a short message specifying the position you are applying for and where you heard about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Research the company.&lt;/span&gt; You should know exactly what the company does before you go in for an interview. Check out their website if they have one. If they don't, call their main desk and ask a couple questions before going in for an interview. If you don't know anything about the company, the employer will assume you aren't very interested in it and will be much less likely to bring you on to their team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have questions ready for the interview.&lt;/span&gt; Employers will almost always ask if you have any questions. Have some good questions ready to ask! Ask something about the company that maybe you couldn't figure out from their website. Ask why your interviewer likes working for the company. Think of at least 3 good questions before going in for the interview. Do &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; ask about dress code (you can ask that if you get the job), wages (you sound desperate), potential for moving up in the company (again, desperate), raises (do I need to say it again?), etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be presentable. &lt;/span&gt;Wear nice clothes to your interview. Shake hands with people you meet.  Smile. Listen to the interviewer (do &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; interrupt) and answer the questions in a way that will make you sound like a good employee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much more I could say, but I think that covers the basics. I wanted to give a few examples of what not to do in interviews (all from experience with interviewing potential employees) before this gets too ridiculously long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example 1-&lt;br /&gt;Question: What motivates you to work hard?&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Constant work. If I am given one project for a day and am told I need to finish by 5, but I know I can finish it by 1, I'll drag it out until 5 o'clock just so I have something to do.&lt;br /&gt;(Talk about shooting yourself in the foot. No employer wants to hear that you'll dawdle on your projects just to pass the time instead of looking for new things to do.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example 2-&lt;br /&gt;Question: We typically ask for a 1 year commitment. Is that something you can do?&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Well....no. I'm looking for a career.&lt;br /&gt;(Clearly not serious about the job. That interview was over before it began.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example 3-&lt;br /&gt;Question: What do you know about our company?&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Oh I didn't get a chance to check your site.&lt;br /&gt;(At least ask questions, instead of just blowing it off.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example 4-&lt;br /&gt;Question: Can you give me an example of a time you have had to multi-task?&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Just this morning I was doing dishes while ironing my shirt.  I'd put a dish in the dishwasher, iron a sleeve, put another dish in, iron the other sleeve...&lt;br /&gt;(I don't think I'd consider this multi-tasking. And if I did, it has zero relevance to the job. Come up with answers that relate to the position you're applying for.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example 5 (from a co-workers experience interviewing)-&lt;br /&gt;Question: Here are a bunch of different types of cables. Take a look at them and see if you can name them.&lt;br /&gt;Answer: .................I'm a girl!&lt;br /&gt;(Thank you for that fascinating piece of information. You could be a horse for all I care. Try to name the cables anyway.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew. Did we all have fun?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-6811166980683266769?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/6811166980683266769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=6811166980683266769&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/6811166980683266769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/6811166980683266769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2009/11/how-to-get-job.html' title='How To Get a Job'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-1952478977739958940</id><published>2009-11-08T21:07:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T21:23:07.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haircut Suggestions Needed!</title><content type='html'>Ok, I desperately need a haircut, but can NOT decide what to do. My hair is very difficult, you see, and I have no idea what would look cute on me. I'm hoping you guys can help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little hair background:&lt;br /&gt;Thick thick thick&lt;br /&gt;Very fluffy (not the good kind), straight/wavy/curly depending on what section of my head you're looking at. You name it, I've got it.&lt;br /&gt;Current length is 3-4 inches below my shoulders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to keep my hair shoulder length or longer to make it easy to pull back. Ya know, I'll be having a kid in the somewhat near future and won't always have time to do my hair. Ponytails and buns are lifesavers. Going curly every day is out of the question because my hair won't do that anymore thanks to the few sections of stick-straight-and-won't-do-anything hair. Going straight absolutely requires at least 25 minutes with a straightening iron (after 10-15 minutes of blow drying).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anything I can do that doesn't require spending 30+ minutes in the morning to look good?! I'm so lost. (I've also tried &lt;a href="http://www.hairthursday.com/wavy/how-to-create-beachy-waves.htm"&gt;this beachy waves look&lt;/a&gt; and all I got was fluffy fluffy fluffy, as is typical when I try to just do the wavy look. So that's a no-go as well. Awesome.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I do realize I just ruled out basically every possible hairstyle, but maybe one of you is a genius and can help me anyway...? I'm hoping.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-1952478977739958940?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/1952478977739958940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=1952478977739958940&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/1952478977739958940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/1952478977739958940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2009/11/haircut-suggestions-needed.html' title='Haircut Suggestions Needed!'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-2261040849305777891</id><published>2009-10-28T19:06:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T19:07:41.385-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Baby Boy</title><content type='html'>We're expecting a &lt;a href="http://thestewartsbaby.blogspot.com/?zx=69373c46a67bc8e8"&gt;little boy!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-2261040849305777891?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/2261040849305777891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=2261040849305777891&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/2261040849305777891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/2261040849305777891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2009/10/our-baby-boy.html' title='Our Baby Boy'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-2962545017831177122</id><published>2009-10-20T16:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T16:59:33.679-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Women and Abortion</title><content type='html'>This isn't meant to be a controversial post, so I apologize if it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier today I was doing some Google searches to see if being able to feel your own heartbeat in your stomach while you're pregnant is normal (it is normal, sometimes even when you aren't pregnant). I came across a Yahoo answers link that led to a question by a 12 year old girl, in which she said she has been feeling a heartbeat in her stomach lately. She just had her period 3 weeks ago and has never had sex, but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;could she be pregnant??!&lt;/span&gt; Clearly the heartbeat she's feeling &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;must&lt;/span&gt; be a baby's heartbeat, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few people responded to the question. The first answer was something like, "Well since you just had your period 3 weeks ago you probably aren't pregnant."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another answer was, "You're probably just feeling your own heartbeat. I'm pregnant and I feel my own heartbeat in my stomach all the time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only one person was smart enough to say "You've never had sex. You aren't pregnant." Why did no one else come to that conclusion? That was certainly my first response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That got me to thinking - how often do girls go into abortion clinics to get abortions only to have the doctor there say, "um...you aren't pregnant." So I did a bit more Google searching and came across this site: &lt;a href="http://www.womantowomansupport.net/safety%20checklist%20for%20abortion%20clinics.htm"&gt;http://www.womantowomansupport.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that page it says, "Some women are not pregnant, but abortion clinics have been known to perform abortions on them anyway."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.........Why are women going to abortion clinics before they even know for sure they are pregnant? Am I missing something? I can understand wanting to know earlier than a home pregnancy test would tell you, but GO TO A DOCTOR, not an abortion clinic. Obviously there is a conflict of interest there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I'm so confused. &lt;span id="hide_text_1"&gt;&lt;span id="text_1_wrapper"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Eraser;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Eraser; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-2962545017831177122?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/2962545017831177122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=2962545017831177122&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/2962545017831177122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/2962545017831177122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2009/10/women-and-abortion.html' title='Women and Abortion'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-5101847964655921914</id><published>2009-10-05T22:45:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T22:45:45.007-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter to our house guests</title><content type='html'>Dear spiders,   &lt;p&gt;Please vacate our home immediately. You are not welcome here. If you continue your residency here, i will find you and smash you. And then flush you down the toilet. That is a promise.&lt;p&gt;Sincerely,&lt;p&gt;Woman with a plethora of men&amp;#39;s size 13 shoes with which to smash you (courtesy of a tall husband)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-5101847964655921914?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/5101847964655921914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=5101847964655921914&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/5101847964655921914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/5101847964655921914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2009/10/letter-to-our-house-guests.html' title='Letter to our house guests'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-8878083126137607626</id><published>2009-10-03T13:32:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T13:42:41.354-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Wreath</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SseoLveRhjI/AAAAAAAABvw/FTakKAWTXmQ/s1600-h/fallwreath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SseoLveRhjI/AAAAAAAABvw/FTakKAWTXmQ/s400/fallwreath.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388460398847559218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SseoLTTytkI/AAAAAAAABvo/9gyUY3jT7_U/s1600-h/fallwreath2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SseoLTTytkI/AAAAAAAABvo/9gyUY3jT7_U/s400/fallwreath2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388460391287404098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally made my fall wreath today! I thought about putting fall-colored flowers on, but both Sam and I like the pretty leaves, and I love the little ball things (see picture 2. What on earth are they called?) so I stuck with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, no straight-on picture...there is a big cement wall right in front of our door that sort of prevents me from getting far enough back to get a picture like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-8878083126137607626?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/8878083126137607626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=8878083126137607626&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/8878083126137607626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/8878083126137607626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2009/10/fall-wreath.html' title='Fall Wreath'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SseoLveRhjI/AAAAAAAABvw/FTakKAWTXmQ/s72-c/fallwreath.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-6736205253231512079</id><published>2009-09-30T15:34:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T18:28:49.192-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Neighbors Update</title><content type='html'>I never really followed up on our last post about our neighbors. They did come back, after probably only like 30 minutes. Disappointing. (My guess is they gathered their drugs or whatever they had and stashed them somewhere else in case the police came back with a warrant.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been pretty uneventful since then. No more visits from police, no more weird stuff going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until today, when Sam came home and found this note, which the wind had blown off their door (and which he so kindly put back on their door):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SsPzrihO2lI/AAAAAAAABvQ/Lhk5-RWedkI/s1600-h/_MG_6531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SsPzrihO2lI/AAAAAAAABvQ/Lhk5-RWedkI/s400/_MG_6531.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387417508591360594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you can't read it, it says: "You have been notified previously that the lease has been terminated due to illegal acitivties in the home. Orem City has required that we evict you from the premises. If you fail to provide documentation that Orem City will allow you to stay on the premises, then you must vacate the premises."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conditions below say that if they aren't out in 3 days, legal proceedings will be instituted and the tenant will be held liable for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;three times&lt;/span&gt; the amount of damages assessed by the court for unlawful detainer, including damage to premises, court costs, and attorney fees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayonara!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-6736205253231512079?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/6736205253231512079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=6736205253231512079&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/6736205253231512079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/6736205253231512079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2009/09/neighbors-update.html' title='Neighbors Update'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SsPzrihO2lI/AAAAAAAABvQ/Lhk5-RWedkI/s72-c/_MG_6531.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-8338401627580084687</id><published>2009-09-22T13:13:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T13:13:59.748-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gender Poll</title><content type='html'>I posted a gender poll on our baby blog. &lt;a href="http://thestewartsbaby.blogspot.com/"&gt;Go vote&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-8338401627580084687?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/8338401627580084687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=8338401627580084687&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/8338401627580084687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/8338401627580084687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2009/09/gender-poll.html' title='Gender Poll'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-2645784272272547565</id><published>2009-09-11T21:27:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T21:38:11.128-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Neighbors.....again</title><content type='html'>Our property managers really should take a good look at the type of people they keep putting in these apartments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story is about our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;brand new&lt;/span&gt; neighbors (who are always up until 5 AM singing and running around. This is not about the multiple old neighbors who have all been evicted already).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Police show up tonight, banging loudly on our upstair's neighbors' front door, yelling "PROBATION!" That makes Sam and I stop and listen. After much knocking and banging, they try the back door. Still no answer. We know the people are home, because we heard them walking around (darn creaky floors) right before the police showed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam decided to go outside to see what was going on. He came back in within a few seconds to get the phone number for our property manager. We both went back outside, the police thanked us for the number, and then asked if we knew if our neighbors were home. We said they were, because we heard them walking around not all that long ago. As we were walking back inside, I heard a small part of the conversation between the two police:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Police1: Do you want to handle it or do you want me to?&lt;br /&gt;Police2: I can, but we don't even have a warrant yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm really curious. Probation? Warrant? What sort of people are these neighbors of ours? A couple minutes after the police left, we heard tons of movement upstairs again. It was like a mad dash of a bunch of people. I said to Sam, "Sounds like they are gathering stuff to leave..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple minutes later, 2 cars from our parking lot were driving away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't complain if they don't come back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-2645784272272547565?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/2645784272272547565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=2645784272272547565&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/2645784272272547565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/2645784272272547565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2009/09/neighborsagain.html' title='Neighbors.....again'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-4174243249423551209</id><published>2009-09-11T09:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T09:20:26.871-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Vent</title><content type='html'>I need to vent about stupid customers. I know, I really shouldn't, but honestly people should not feel so entitled to everything for no reason at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend was a holiday weekend. That means FedEx, UPS, US Postal Service, etc ALL took an extra day off. No shipping or moving of packages on Monday. Sorry, people, but they take holidays, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past couple days we have received a ton of irate emails from customers who are complaining because "I placed my order a week ago!! Where is my package??!"  These are people who live on the east coast. We are shipping from Utah. Over a holiday weekend. AND THE CUSTOMERS GOT FREE SHIPPING. For free shipping across the country, why on earth would they possibly have their package within 1 week, of which three of those days were non-business days? I just don't understand why they think it's been such an extremely long time that we deserve to be yelled at for it. We shipped their packages the day they ordered. What else do they want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an email from a customer today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: arial,sans-serif; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It would be greatly appreciated if you can tell me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the status of my order WHICH I PLACED 4 DAYS AGO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Oh yes. All caps. They went there. Clearly 4 days is an absurdly long amount of time for a package to go across the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, 4 days ago was a holiday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-4174243249423551209?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/4174243249423551209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=4174243249423551209&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/4174243249423551209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/4174243249423551209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2009/09/vent.html' title='Vent'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-7377335887048508307</id><published>2009-09-03T21:06:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T17:10:12.712-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Wonderful Life</title><content type='html'>Have you ever seen the movie It's a Wonderful Life? I actually don't think I have, but I've heard this quote from it multiple times in the past, and I just adore it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarence: "Strange, isn't it? Each man's life touches so many other lives."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our lives are about to be touched by another, come March 2010. We're in love already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SqGd9yqn_hI/AAAAAAAABtA/tUk7egeJpnU/s1600-h/announcement.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SqGd9yqn_hI/AAAAAAAABtA/tUk7egeJpnU/s400/announcement.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377753114955218450" 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/4722666626451543391-7377335887048508307?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/7377335887048508307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=7377335887048508307&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/7377335887048508307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/7377335887048508307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-wonderful-life.html' title='It&apos;s a Wonderful Life'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SqGd9yqn_hI/AAAAAAAABtA/tUk7egeJpnU/s72-c/announcement.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-6802800869983551641</id><published>2009-08-31T18:38:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T18:52:35.792-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Ride</title><content type='html'>We got a new car! Before you go thinking "with what money?" let me explain - we now have one car only. And we'll be saving around $200 every month in car related expenses! Plus we now have a new/longer warranty, no old car that will require spending money on fixing it up, better gas mileage (way better!), and starting out with new equity instead of being way down in the negative. Plus, it's really nice. 2009 Mazda 6, brand new. Very sleek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/Spxv1Y1xiII/AAAAAAAABrg/CCtXySl-7vY/s1600-h/fullcar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 253px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/Spxv1Y1xiII/AAAAAAAABrg/CCtXySl-7vY/s400/fullcar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376295018165274754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/Spxv2dvtRjI/AAAAAAAABrw/cpoxJZ78Tyw/s1600-h/side.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 156px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/Spxv2dvtRjI/AAAAAAAABrw/cpoxJZ78Tyw/s400/side.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376295036661876274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/Spxv1BcFxrI/AAAAAAAABrY/EzvIQdXtjwI/s1600-h/back.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 332px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/Spxv1BcFxrI/AAAAAAAABrY/EzvIQdXtjwI/s400/back.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376295011883534002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/Spxv13j8qJI/AAAAAAAABro/NoP-dgDR034/s1600-h/insidefront.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/Spxv13j8qJI/AAAAAAAABro/NoP-dgDR034/s400/insidefront.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376295026412005522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/Spxv2iktHcI/AAAAAAAABr4/zUceb0eh85s/s1600-h/trunk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/Spxv2iktHcI/AAAAAAAABr4/zUceb0eh85s/s400/trunk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376295037957905858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(The trunk is huge.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SpxwIoPmGNI/AAAAAAAABsA/VlPf40EHFjQ/s1600-h/stickshift.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 365px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SpxwIoPmGNI/AAAAAAAABsA/VlPf40EHFjQ/s400/stickshift.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376295348717623506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to drive stick!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-6802800869983551641?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/6802800869983551641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=6802800869983551641&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/6802800869983551641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/6802800869983551641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-ride.html' title='New Ride'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/Spxv1Y1xiII/AAAAAAAABrg/CCtXySl-7vY/s72-c/fullcar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-2127194806387113450</id><published>2009-08-19T13:27:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T13:56:23.545-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Vacations</title><content type='html'>Alright, I've put it off long enough. I stink at blogging lately, I know. I'm sorry. I'm busy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a really fun summer. In July, as per yearly Stewart tradition, we spent a week up in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunriver, Oregon &lt;/span&gt;with Sam's family. It was a really nice vacation, full of bike riding, crafting, swimming, eating, playing at the park, and just hanging out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SoxS6RWIVyI/AAAAAAAABpg/cTuf4fCPrBw/s1600-h/_MG_1992edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SoxS6RWIVyI/AAAAAAAABpg/cTuf4fCPrBw/s400/_MG_1992edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371759616588273442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SoxS57JlIjI/AAAAAAAABpY/6Z0qRq6YdPc/s1600-h/_MG_1914edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SoxS57JlIjI/AAAAAAAABpY/6Z0qRq6YdPc/s400/_MG_1914edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371759610630054450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SoxS5cIGalI/AAAAAAAABpQ/XgRHLUMohiQ/s1600-h/_MG_1705edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SoxS5cIGalI/AAAAAAAABpQ/XgRHLUMohiQ/s400/_MG_1705edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371759602302347858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm pretty sure everyone had a sore bum by the end of the trip because of all the bike riding we did! All the girls did &lt;a href="http://sumossweetstuff.blogspot.com/2009/06/glitter-toes.html"&gt;glitter toes&lt;/a&gt;. Twice! The boys played lots of Mario Kart on the Wii. (Ok, and I joined in sometimes - it's fun!) Sam and I hiked to Benham Falls last year for fun. It's just a short 1/2 mile hike. Everyone took the hike this year. It's beautiful, despite all the mosquitos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went to Rhythm on the Range, which is a weekly event on the golf course with music, food and fun. The kids always love dancing around to the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SoxVlVWW8II/AAAAAAAABpo/mvBDJSlTHTc/s1600-h/P1070895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SoxVlVWW8II/AAAAAAAABpo/mvBDJSlTHTc/s400/P1070895.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371762555420602498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank you to Paul and Suzanne for a great vacation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past Thursday we flew down to Phoenix and then drove from there to beautiful &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;San Diego&lt;/span&gt; for a vacation with my family. (It's awesome having 2 families who both do family vacations every year.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent a day at the beach (pictured below: my dad and nephew). The water was freezing, but it was really nice to just lay out on the beach. I'm pretty sure all of the girls fell asleep for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SoxWp2SKJ2I/AAAAAAAABp4/lLbwjyp1TaU/s1600-h/_MG_3412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SoxWp2SKJ2I/AAAAAAAABp4/lLbwjyp1TaU/s400/_MG_3412.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371763732492461922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also spent a day at Seaworld. It's amazing how they can train the dolphins and whales to do tricks on demand. Let me just say I was glad to not be sitting in the "soak zone," especially for the night show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SoxWqDU9J-I/AAAAAAAABqA/zXr712NS_Ps/s1600-h/_MG_3526.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SoxWqDU9J-I/AAAAAAAABqA/zXr712NS_Ps/s400/_MG_3526.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371763735993853922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SoxWpQ_88CI/AAAAAAAABpw/v6H-E5yvIgI/s1600-h/_MG_3446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SoxWpQ_88CI/AAAAAAAABpw/v6H-E5yvIgI/s400/_MG_3446.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371763722483986466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we spent a day at the zoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SoxWquXiaOI/AAAAAAAABqI/gmzirS3ySZw/s1600-h/_MG_3597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SoxWquXiaOI/AAAAAAAABqI/gmzirS3ySZw/s400/_MG_3597.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371763747547408610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SoxWq6CPvYI/AAAAAAAABqQ/ZIAHjflAENA/s1600-h/_MG_3617.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SoxWq6CPvYI/AAAAAAAABqQ/ZIAHjflAENA/s400/_MG_3617.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371763750679330178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SoxWufz3YEI/AAAAAAAABqY/m0L_X_-jvPw/s1600-h/_MG_3658.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SoxWufz3YEI/AAAAAAAABqY/m0L_X_-jvPw/s400/_MG_3658.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371763812359168066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove back to Phoenix on Monday with my sister and her husband and were supposed to fly back to Utah that afternoon. Our flight was cancelled! After 5 hours at the airport, we went back to my parents' house and took a late night swim. We were back at the airport early the next morning, but it was fun to spend one more night with my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to my mom and dad for a wonderful time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-2127194806387113450?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/2127194806387113450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=2127194806387113450&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/2127194806387113450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/2127194806387113450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2009/08/summer-vacations.html' title='Summer Vacations'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/SoxS6RWIVyI/AAAAAAAABpg/cTuf4fCPrBw/s72-c/_MG_1992edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-7786032261797715969</id><published>2009-08-12T20:18:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T20:19:10.446-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Well Hello</title><content type='html'>Yeah, we haven't blogged in a long time. Post coming soon: Summer vacations (next week sometime).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-7786032261797715969?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/7786032261797715969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=7786032261797715969&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/7786032261797715969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/7786032261797715969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2009/08/well-hello.html' title='Well Hello'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-4936643039111967045</id><published>2009-07-30T15:36:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T15:36:47.248-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Test message</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UXPdSiU_GQg/SnISbwCF5cI/AAAAAAAAKpo/eWVujJQAVE0/s1600-h/Photo-0002-707249.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UXPdSiU_GQg/SnISbwCF5cI/AAAAAAAAKpo/eWVujJQAVE0/s320/Photo-0002-707249.jpeg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364370374111126978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Just testing from my phone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-4936643039111967045?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/4936643039111967045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=4936643039111967045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/4936643039111967045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/4936643039111967045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2009/07/test-message.html' title='Test message'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06106530060753443593</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V_JSh5A6kCo/TcmM34HiHZI/AAAAAAAAOG0/XAz3Mi0m4CU/s220/_MG_0290editresize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UXPdSiU_GQg/SnISbwCF5cI/AAAAAAAAKpo/eWVujJQAVE0/s72-c/Photo-0002-707249.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4722666626451543391.post-3738326773931697098</id><published>2009-07-27T17:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T07:28:30.437-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Note</title><content type='html'>Sam found a note on his car after work that said, "30 yr. old looking to be adopted. [phone number]" Strange. Sam called the number and got some guy's voicemail.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;UPDATE: The guy called back and he is legitimately looking to be adopted. Awkward.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4722666626451543391-3738326773931697098?l=samandnik.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/feeds/3738326773931697098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4722666626451543391&amp;postID=3738326773931697098&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/3738326773931697098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4722666626451543391/posts/default/3738326773931697098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samandnik.blogspot.com/2009/07/note.html' title='Note'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12661943607530942904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ESCB0X3HT1U/TUCsQ_uZUeI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/3X2MqpKP_i4/s220/_MG_2233small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
